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Introduction
"Again!", my father shouted. Obeying his instructions I slammed my fist into the little boys jaw, again. Blood escaped from the boys mouth as he gasped for breath and cringed over. Hoping to please my father I grabbed him by the hair till he stood straight, and kneed him in the stomach. The boy collapsed on the ground not making a sound but a soft whimper.
He's smart for not making very much noise or I'd be commanded to hit again and again, but then he couldn't have been that intelligent if he gave up that quickly in a fight.
Looking down at the boy I remembered that his name was, Ty, and he was two years younger than me, he was six while I was eight. Ty must have been a new comer to the camp since it was obvious he hadn't been trained at all how to fight. We received new borns up to 10 years of age to the camp so they could be trained how to obey, kill, and survive. But most of all, how to obey are commander.
Moving my eyes upwards towards my father the commander, our leader, I met his gaze. He stared down at me and I could see pride flash across his face. I knew he appreciated me as being his only child and being such a success as a warrior or otherwise known as a spy. Because unlike the rest of my brothers and sisters in training, I'm the best student he has trained.
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Dark Treason
ActionZondra has been trained from birth to kill along with her fellow spies ever since her father created a plan to kill the president and overthrow the government. Her only purpose in life is to obey her father and live out her duty to help destroy whoe...
