They think they cured us. They think they cured me. They think we don't remember. But we do. Its hard to forget the taste, the delicious taste of human flesh. Since the war ended, I live in "safe zone 5". Im the governments weapon, which basically means I clean their mess. Since a kid, ive been trained to control my abilities. I was born with it, what they have. The only one of my kind. taught to never show weakness. Half human, half what they are. My job is to keep the humans safe, to show the light to the ones in the tunnel. I must be strong for the ones who can't, I can't be weak, not for anyone. Presumably uncapable to feel love, Until...he...he came along and became my weakness..But will he even like me even though im not entirely human?...