The only thing I know for sure is that..
My name is Eclipse. I am 17 years old. I have been "here" for the past 2 years. Anything before those two years are unable to be remembered.
I am currently living in a building with others like me. An Emotionless. I remember training to kill. Being trained to take out the threats. To not be captured by the "C.I.A" I do not know what this "C.I.A" thing is but I have taught to not question anything.
The building I live in is underground. I work for an agency called the R.A.A which stands for the rebels against America. Even though we live in America.
I'm finally snapped out of my thoughts and quickly clean my body. Rinse. Brush my teeth. Rinse. Wash my face, then turn off the water. I immediately grab a towel and dry my legs. I start from my legs all the way up to my neck. I then quickly ruffle my hair with the towel and trap my hair with the towel, giving it a twist and wrap it around my head.
I walk over to my uniform and open a drawer, revealing my intimates. I slip on my undergarments and walk over to the mirror. I q-tip my ears and put on my tank. Soon followed with my semi- tight pants. I unwrap the towel and whip it onto the towel rack.
I grab a blow dryer and allow the water droplets that were held captive in my hair to be released by evaporation. I comb through my dull strawberry smelling hair, put on deodorant, then proceed to grab by coat. I walk back into my bedroom and drop my coat onto the bed and leave to find a pair of black ankle socks to wear. After slipping the ankle socks onto my feet, I put on my coat and walk towards the exit. I stop right before the exit to put on my combat boots. After completing my morning routine I walk out the door.
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Teen Fiction-No emotion. No pain. No weaknesses.- Here at the R.A.A this is what we become. Emotionless. "My name is Eclipse. I am 17 years old. I have been at this agency for two years." "Anything before those two years.. I cannot remember. " "My job...
