In the room sat a multitude of people. In the center was an ugly, bald-headed man with a long, pointy nose. His name was Doctor Dean Diade. On his right side sat a tall, grey-haired man by the name of Doctor Jenson Kinley. On the left side the first doctor was one of the few females in the room, and a very young one at that. Her name was Doctor Marcella Rosa. She had a slight Spanish accent, and could speak not only that language but several others as well. She fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat as she awaited what Doctor Diade's final decision was.
"So," Diade said, his face twisting into a cruel sneer. "Do we have a motion?"
Automatically, Jenson's hand shot up. Being Diade's right hand man, he approved everything that Diade said.
"Do we have a second?"
A male doctor sitting across from Marcella raised his hand. "I second," he announced.
"All in favor?" Diade asked as he raised his hand.
Slowly, everyone around Marcella raised their hands in agreement. All but her. Diade glared at Marcella, daring her to join them, but she slightly shook her head.
"Alright," Diade said, standing up. "I just want you all to know..."
He smiled again, more cocky this time.
"We are about to complete the beginning of the end."
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The X Games
Science FictionNora's younger brother, North, is sick. Deathly sick. But as a non-working member of her community, she has no money for treatment. So she is forced to play in The X Games, a national television show where the players must escape to survive - on pen...
