This story is about love, passion, and consists of drugs, guns, and an unsuspecting kid, Chris, age 15, who has the power to read minds and use telepathy to move objects. He is wanted by every US corporation for his military status. Along his escape...
Who, exactly, am I? I am a mistake. Monster. I used to be human, but now, I'm worthless. Stop reading right here and close this book, because you won't find pleasure knowing my leisurely activities. ...... ....
.... ..... ..... Leave already.
You're still here, eh? Stalker. Anyways, back to what I said last chapter of my life. "They" used focused radiation to change this:
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To this:
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Radiation can kill, but radiation can do so much worse and horrifying things... Before you ask, no:I was told this by a Starset worker gone fugitive:Nikki. At 21, she doesn't look bad.
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Screenshot. Her body is prefect in more ways than one,lemme tell ya...uh, okay, moving on.... The three of us, me, Nikki, and Noah, live in a tense peace in the homeless district, where they don't care if you're a serial killer, as long as you're not caught. We are in Ohio, odd place for the homeless- and day one is already fucked up. Noah was being a thief again and stealing candy. Funny thing, he almost got away with it, too. He just HAD to show off that day. He spat fire onto the security guard there, lighting him up like a candle. We ran. Chased by police. Losing the police. Yelling. Hiding. More yelling. Then, silence. Footsteps nearby made us all shut the hell up as someone who I would know to be Venus comes up. Funny thing, as we were running away, I heard "That's Chris Berotelli!!" Then"Chris-Who?!" I am now Chris-Who....thanks, local police. Might as well give me a Sonic screwdriver, too...
