Hello Hello HELLO! Is this thing on?
Okay, we are on. I'm going to start recording the true events of the war just in case we lose... which shouldn't happen but maybe...
Okay my name is Lukas Valdez Grover and I live in the wonderful city of Denceand *note the sarcasm* and it's the middle of the evolution war to make it better. I should probably explain the war. In the year 3020, a race of humans with superhuman abilities with a stream of visible 24-carat gold in their bloodstreams emerged. At first, the government didn't know what to do. With human instinct, we made the genius decision to try to experiment on them, and by experiment, I mean torture. So naturally, they declared war and the government ironically started calling them the Atrocities and the war has been going on for over two hundred years.
"Now back to the story."
"Wait what do you mean story and where is that voice coming from?"
"You will now forget this."
"I will now forget this." Okay, I think I'm done explaining things. Now, back to real-time. The year is now 3221 and I turned 18 a month ago. So you know what that means, I'm going to war! Yay. Then, as if someone was waiting outside the door for me to think that, the door was starting to break off the hinges with a BANG! BANG! BANG!
which meant either the SWAT team was breaking down my door or, the more likely version, the door is just trash and someone is knocking on it and it's about to fall off the doorframe.
But I was wrong, it EXPLODED off the door. I mean, shot off the door into the other apartment. I heard a crrrrackkkkk then a crsshhhh like something broke, a distinct muffled NOOOOOOOOO!, and like the tired idiot that I am, I said, "Hey that's my wall!" The man stated, "I would probably worry about the thing that the door broke."
Hearing his voice made me turn around so fast I was at the edge of whiplash. His voice was strange, his voice scratchy, sore, gruff, and wheezy at the same time. He somehow made it intimidating. His uniform, that clearly showed he was a military officer decorated with honorable and dishonorable alike. The man asked, "Are you, Lukas Grover?"
"Luke" I corrected, "but yes." Then I recognized him. "Are you, lieutenant, Sergei Rees-Najera" I questioned.
The man, or Sergi, stiffened then stated, "Yes now follow me."
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24-carat Atrocities
ChickLitIn the year 3020, a race of humans with superhuman abilities with a stream of visible 24-carat gold in their bloodstreams emerged. At first, the government didn't know what to do. With human instinct, we made the genius decision to try to experiment...
