Born

5. Welcome to Hell

Time is lost when your with people of things that allow you to have fun or make you happy. Although the two spirits still don't seem to budge when I ask about the other born near me. I already concluded that Amanda is for sure not one of them due to Arth's story. Plus, just seeing her more powerful than she already is; is quite scary I will admit. It's been only a day since I left my so called house. I didn't miss it one bit, besides sleeping on a bed. Today, I was determined to find a new home where I could live on my own. I unpacked my bad to find the food I had stored.

"I don't believe this is your idea of home, is it Sam." Arth asks looking over my shoulder with his dark green eyes. I turn to look at him.

"My home isn't where they are, or where I rest. It's where I feel is home, a place that I can find peace from this obsurd world that I live in." I answered.

"Yeah, but we aren't your kind of family." he says.

I looked down at the ground tears filling my eyes.

"You guys just don't seem real. I actually don't know what is real or not anymore." I said sniffling.

"Soon your 'family' will be here, you'll see." Lional assures.

I looked up at the pale boy with bright blue eyes. He was smiling and all I could do was smile back, even though I didn't understand what he was talking about. But he was right, this was a new beginning. I don't know if I'm ready for it.

"As the new advancment in 2015's generation progresses, the Government has found uses of the special humans that call themselves, Borns, against enemies ans are in use of controling the people of America." The first news caster said informally.

"Is the United States government making new and improved borns? Says the second news caster from another station in 2016.

"Where are the natural Borns?" asks the third in 2017.

"Riots have broken through out America. The people are not going to put up with the Borns. Buildings have been set on fire, bombs have detonated everywhere, the people of the United States are done with this. WE DON'T WANT THE BORNS HERE!" says the forth during 2018.

"Where is our peace? Why does the government have this much power? What will we do? Who will protect us?" says the fifth lastly in 2019.

"Sam. Sam. SAM!" Yells Hazel waking me from my long slumber.

"What?" I ask.

"The clan of Sihri are approaching towards our building. They are over 50 miles away! she yells.

"Warn the others, we need to stay calm and move out of here. All they want is out fear we must not allow it!"

She ran down the stairs warning the others. Lional and Arth were right this was war.

As time progressed Borns were being found and hunted everywhere for our Governments showcase od Borns. Born after Born were being captured and tortured into finding the the others. I found out that there were a couple of Borns in the state that I lived in. One of them Ashely, she was the one the twins wouldn't tell me about. I only wondered if she knew I was Born also. The showcases presented the borns, with bruises, cuts, and burns from the torture; transforming into their born spirit's form. These people were my family and they needed an escape. I was the last and final born captured after countless of times moving place to place. Being able to change my features being invisible wasn't making hiding too hard. Avoiding the government was difficult after a while though, living in a zoo avoiding detection wasn't too bad. But the Government must have been too smart for something like that. They sent in their 'Born Specialists' and they somehow detected my presence. The Government made their own Borns by studying our nature but instead of spirits they had humans giving them commands. These commands ruled over this type of born, they had no control over their mind anymore. The United States went into a huge dept that left people homeless and jobless. The only this with money was the Government and it's military. Other countries became disappointed in our nations choices and decided to cut the ties with our country in trade and treaty. There was no one to maintain building and structures so they were becoming unsafe for shelter. Not to mention all the riot damage. Every American resident had to be in the game of theirs, except the elderly over 50, & children under 11. At the showcases people were asked to tell their favorite animal and sign a paper; not knowing what they were signing. After they presented the Borns they told the audience that the animal they chose before is the Born they were assigned to. Every Born clan had two born except mine; since I was the rare Born with two spirits things were different for me than the others. The government favored me more than the others; just because of their determination to copy my mind to create a bigger and better artificial Born. Being tortured is awful and the others has suffered the beatings, the slashes, and the shocks also. The memories of this saddened my thoughts, in which this brings me to the present day.

Hazel was one out of the few in my clan that was a year younger than me. She was very mature for her age and she knew it. She helped me keep my head through the things that have been happening lately. She was part of my clan family, nothing less.

The Borns against the artificial Borns and the Government was what this war was all about. This was something people did hate, something people did fear, something people did love. To this day humans worked with the clans and if they chose not to then they would have to suffer the wrath of the cruel Government. The artificials pretended they were there to help the people and turning them against the natural Borns. It was disappointing, sad even. My clan had survived for the past year. But we lost a lot in number from the Sihri clan; our worst enemy clan. Things were not changing for the better; rather they were changing for the worse. The only thing that changed was that the humans hated the Borns for being here. They said we are the reason for this whole thing when in reality we were never told to be this way. We just couldn't help that. But we are the Borns, we were born this way, not made this way.