The Outsiders Imagines Novels & Stories

From this vantage point, high on the other side of the narrow valley, I can easily spy on the Alphas as they play with their little toy. But these are no ordinary inhabitants of the Zone. This is clear from the omega's short hair and the leather boots on his feet. She is an Outsider and also one of the Alphas. I hate strangers. I kill Outsiders. Nothing else brings me more pleasure. It's a pity that treacherous creatures rarely venture into the Zone. Opportunities to get revenge are very rare. But this opportunity is too good to pass up. Outsider's blood will be spilled tonight. Crawling slowly, the sound of my movements masked by the rain, I pull away from the edge of the broken road and ma

He loves her… he loves Sheila. I ignore the anger and instead focus on the task at hand. Pacifying the big baby Alexandro Rodriguez, I rolled my eyes in disgust. VALENCIA’S POINT OF VIEW I finally got to the outlands, my feet hurts from trekking the long distance, I looked around and the outlands look like nowhere I have been, it looks… horrible. There are tent on the roads with people who look really malnourished, children running around with hardly any clothes on, the pale skin of the people look really sickly.

Both sexes in the mix, just chilling if that is the right word. They reminded me of many of my friends in the orphanage. The way we used to waste our 'lazy' days outside of our home, sometimes harassing passersby. Though the crowd made me feel insecure, I did not feel as though they were terrible or terrifying. In fact, if I could convince some of the people to try out as knights, I'd have very little need for Isaak. But then two issues poured out, which of their crimes was I willing to overlook, and which one of them was their 'leader'. They had to have a leader or at least the loudest person.

The outsiders didn't know who was in the carriage but that voice made their movements lowered. "My lady, a small girl is dragged by group of people. It seems she is trying to flee from them for some reason" a female servant who was sitting front, outside of the carriage reported immediately as she saw the situation.