Flashbacks

What this really is

Only three months old, I got taken from the cradle by people in black suits.

Everything was chaos.

Then they brought me here, to the future.

Where I was trained to this day for a mission, destined even.

Every word they spoke was always valued.
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They always told us to just observe and never EVER interact with the people of the future.

We had to
dress like them,
walk like them,
talk like them........
It was endless.

BECOME modern. As they would always say.

This is the place they sent us to.
A wonderful place called
Los Angeles.

Except it wasn't as wonderful as I'd hope it would be.....crowded sidewalks, too many flyer handouts, and the manners on these people are just really rude.

Assholes.

Being a 18 year old I would have to go to school.
Or the stupid law enforcments will know somethings up.

I really doubt im gonna be super social though, i'm more of a hides-face-with-a-hoodie-in-the-back-till-class-is-over kinda person.

They assigned everyone who is 14 yrs old - 25 yrs old
To a house, a nice one.
If anyone asks about your parents....just simply tell them you were emancipated.

Your probably wondering who are they?

"They" are Scientist.
Scientists that are experimenting on special people with potential.

Orr.

People like me.

Owned by the government

Of course, none of us even know what they are experimenting on. Its an honor to be picked for anything like this. It shows they see something in you.

Something thats way beyond human intelligence.

We also have rules..

1:Never reveal your identity

Too risky.

2:Don't get emotionally involved

Even riskier.

3: Follow protocal under any circumstances.

cant keep that promise.

This.

Is.

My.

Life.

Yah, I know.

It sucks.

One mission to be more precise.

Is literally all I have to live for.

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