Twenty-four

The inside of the house was just as bad as the outside. Hundred led them along a short hallway that smelled so bad of mildew, it turned Leigh's stomach. They walked into what used to be a sweet kitchen. Now, the cupboards were ripped off the wall, and food packaging was scattered everywhere. Leigh thought she saw one move. Hundred's head jerked to the right, then the left.

"What are your names?" She asked, blinking once.

"Madelaine."

"Oliver."

"Ash."

"Leigh."

Hundred cocked her head when Leigh said her name.

"I see." Was her only response. "What is the No-Number doing here, Six? And the Normals? You know we don't accept them." Hundred crossed her arms.

"I know, I know. But hear me out, please," Six responded, holding his hands up in a calming gesture.

"No-Number?" Asked Leigh confused.

"It means someone with powers who wasn't caught, wasn't branded," Hundred said, rolling up her sleeve to reveal the number one hundred on her wrist.