Out of Darkness

I learned to move things with my mind. That's how the revolution started.

My name is Mora, and I am a Starborn. At least, that's what they call me. There are others, but they have different powers. My ability has been pretty useful, especially against the mindless greyskins. I've thrown trucks. Boulders. I’ve even brought buildings to the ground. I'll do whatever it takes because a bite or scratch from one of those creatures and we become one of them forever, losing ourselves to the virus. You would think the Starborns would band together to stop them, but we have a bigger problem—a man named Jeremiah. He’s trying to recruit us so he can gain more power. He has been successful with a few of us, but he has never met someone like me. He will do anything to recruit me. He will lie. Cheat.

Kill.

I'm not going to join him, of course. That would be stupid. I don't want to put my family through that, but the alternative is worse.

I think he knows how the virus started in the first place.

I intend to find out.