One night, an unknown number of people, people of all ages, were snatched from their homes. 

These people were dubbed as Anomalies.

Anomalies are humans born with increased amount of energy that can take the form of "powers," of a sort.

They were all taken to the Compound at an undisclosed location, where they would live and train until they were released.

If they ever are released.

The people that snatched the Anomalies were given the name, rightfully, the Snatchers, by the outside world.

The Snatchers only did the bidding of the Sentenial Magistrate.

Don't repeat the name if you know whats good for you.

The Sentenial Magistrate focused on the young Anomalies.

The young, powerful Anomalies.

The Anomalies who's minds could easily be clouded with lies and--- ahem, with the truth.

Twelve young Anomalies were placed together.

Snatched from their homes and past lives.

Past lives that some would forever remember.

Though a few wished to forget.

Some were too young to recall such memories.

All they ever knew were the stark white walls of the Compound.

Taking comfort in their disfunctional pseudo-family.

Living in false comfort.

Until the fateful day,

someone from the outside,

a stranger,

entered their lives.

This is why mommy tells you not to talk to strangers.

They may be darker then they seem.

I got the poster from ｡･゜ﾟ･.｡Circ Du Fr3ak Request Shop｡.･゜ﾟ･ ｡ and the designer was Dolittle123. I would like to thank them for the wonderful poster and for putting up with me and all my little mess ups.