Lost child

PROLOGUE

It all started with the serum the government was trying to make, the government likes to call themselves, the qualm which means feared. Well, just so you understand everything, let me start from the beginning. It was about 5 years before the Third World War that everything went wrong. People knew that the qualm was getting a little out of control but everybody was too scared to fight back or say no. The qualm tried to take away our guns, some people didn't like that idea so they attempted to buried all their guns even then the qualm knew that some people were burying them so they came in and threatened to kill the people so they would give up their guns. guns are very rare these days because of that.

Anyway, the qualm took control of this country, but that wasn't enough, it wasn't enough blood and control. They wanted to start a world war and take control. So they made a serum that when you inject someone with it, all their senses get enhanced kinda like a super hero I heard of once called General America, something like that. But the serum they made went wrong and instead of enhanced powers and senses, they got psychic abilities like seeing peoples deaths or moving stuff with your mind. When the people got their abilities they figured they were stronger than the qualm and could finally rebel against them. But that didn't last long. The qualm saw this coming, I mean who didn't. You make someone stronger and they finally have the courage to stand up to what they are afraid of. Don't get me wrong, some people did join the qualm because they were, well, like them.

CHAPTER 1

It was a bright and sunny day that day, I don't think it should have been such a beautiful afternoon when I thought back to that day later on. Anyways, I would have put on sunglasses but I was enjoying the sun's heat against my skin to much to go and get them. When I think back at that time, I shouldn't have been giving myself that much comfort then, I didn't deserve it. I was sitting on a bench leaning my back against the wall behind me closing my eyes and tilting my head towards the sky for the sun to hit my face. "Mmmm. That feels nice" When I said that, I heard a lot of footsteps near me. "Hey Jason!" A taunting voice spoke. I look around to see who called my name and spotted a big chubby kid about nine years old. He had short curly orange hair and a lot of freckles on his face. I heard about this kid, his name is Bobby. He would pick on the weakest looking kid with his two minions until that kid got adopted, then he would go pick on another kid. Lucky for me the last kid Zach, got adopted two days ago, so now Bobby has his target on me.