In or Out: Loyalties

In or Out

Chapter One

A/N: Can I make it clear that this book has nothing to do with the Hunger Games, I wasn’t thinking of that whilst I came up with the idea of this so please don’t judge this by it. Its basically a story set in a reality world where a group of intelligent yet evil people have persuaded and controlled the minds of the human population into following them, anyone who breaks the curse and objects is killed silently and quickly. The world is a dark and dismal place but somewhere in London a large group of orphans ranging from all ages are being trained and taught the weaknesses of this group, is their point of view trying to battle their way through alive of the plans from the Emperor. Its kinda nerdy I have to admit B) I haven’t ever written something like this ever! So this is all a little new for me.

So this is the beginning it will get more interesting I promise.

Please vote if you like it :D~Vicki

How it all began:

Slums of the streets were silent. No one who didn’t have a death wish, or an empty cupboard, would walk down these. Bored “officers” as they were called, could whip out their guns and shoot you, but only if you were lucky enough, others made people dance or sing for them before they were shot. It’s a man eat man world out here. Night came quickly, most of the day was dark anyway, the fumes of all the factories blocked the sun, occasionally it rained but most of the time it was full of acid.

It all started when a group called the Chosen had created a social network, similar to Facebook, now it doesn’t sound evil but throughout this course they learnt things about humanity and somehow developed a system that took over peoples minds, within a decade they had everyone’s heads monitored, there’s only one problem, for some reason it only affected people with parents, that’s why millions of orphans were lined up and after a few days they mysteriously vanished. But this was of no coincidence.

But another group, this one more secret, managed to save 10,000 of these orphans in Britain alone, these children ranged from all ages, babies to young adults. They’ve been brought up all their lives to fight back and this is where we start from.

Chapter One: Kitty’s POV

It was raining again. That sounds so boring, but not this rain I could tell it was acid by the sounds of the caught people in the rain screaming. I was sick of this, the fact that we couldn’t ‘dance’ in the rain anymore. I can remember the good old days, the ones where I didn’t live in a cellar and wasn’t trained to save the world. I wanted my parents back, if the “Chosen” hadn’t had appeared they’d be alive and my biggest worry would be acne and my new driving license and was it true that my biggest crush smiled at me?

But no.

I sighed, it was dark already yet it couldn’t be past 5pm. That was another thing, I missed the sun, the feeling of a great tan or just the warmth bouncing on my skin.

I’m the eldest that still is in training, the younger ones cling onto me asking me to tell them what it was like to have everything normal, I hate it but they ask me anyway.  So I tell them, I tell them how to play cricket, how to fish, what the taste of ice cream is and most of all what its like to have parents.

My father was a business man, he worked in a company that developed the internet, Chosen came along wanting to have their website up, everyone asides from my father agreed, he didn’t trust them at all. He persuaded the rest of the group to not accept so all was well. By then I was 7, I was taken to my mums friends house whilst her and dad went out to a dance. They didn’t come home, they’re bodies were found soon. I lived with my nana for a bit until they hunted down each orphan, that’s when I fled, I found this group- it doesn’t really have a name for a reason-  and have been training ever since, for the first 7 years I trained with anger and determination but since I’ve just given up.

No one knows but it was ten years today that they died.

Jake’s POV

Trainings been great today! We learnt about how the Chosen came about and what they did, then a fellow classmate, Kitty, stood up and told us about what she remembers. Its weird, if it was ten years ago then that must mean that I was four, yet I can’t remember a single thing, I just remember feeling scared then being taken to a huge house with 50 other little kids my age, I stayed there until I was 11 and now four years later, here I am. When I came here that’s when we started to train where as the house in the country was just for being there I guess.

I may not remember but I know enough to know what happened.

The Chosen were furious when they couldn’t control us. No one knows there intentions but its probably not for the best, its rumored that they’re trying to create a new “perfect” world. Well, they failed. Unless they haven’t struck yet anyway. But back to what I mean, they couldn’t control people who didn’t have parents again no one knows really why. So they started to kill anyone who was parentless, as if that wasn’t bad already. Thousands were saved and taken into separate refuges, each housing about 50-100 people. Some were for younger children who just lived their lives until they were of age like me, others like Kitty were taken straight into training. Our group was led by a load of elders who broke free of from the control, people who were more close minded than others weren’t affected, however most of them pretended that they were under the curse just so they could stay with their families, alive. As you can see it’s a dangerous world now, anyone who steps out of the line is killed. Anyway these elders took us in, fed us, sheltered us and in return we fought for them, we actually have some much older people who act as spies trying to get close to this “emperor.” That’s the other thing, the king of these is called the emperor and he is impossible to find, none of our technology can find us. See what happens is if we can get him then we can stop this all, he’s ‘minions’ would fall down and we can restore what was before. Except we need to actually find him. Even though its ten years after we’re still optimistic, we’ll find this creep I know it! We’ve been taught defenses, we can protect ourselves. We know how to undo a bomb and we know how to fight most importantly of all. But what’s best is that each kid is trained in their skills, good actors are trained to go undercover, technical people work in computers, fighters work in, well, fighting. And at the moment I’m working in the more understanding side of it. Though I highly doubt that I will understand this fully.

So we’re sitting in lessons, paper airplanes whiz past our heads and then the next thing we know a giant crash rings through our ears, deafening us temporarily but I cans till hear the screams, reacting quickly I hide under my desk and the girl next to me stares back at me, her eyes wide with fear.

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