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The children's revenge by Icarus_Ash1
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This story was made by Aria_Cinabun on ao3 His name was Tommy Innes, and everything he had ever known-and everything he had ever done-was nothing in the face of his greatest enemy. Everything he had ever fought for in his life had nearly been destroyed by the one Avian that would haunt him for the rest of his life, however short that would be. Chroma. And he would tear down every path, forge every weapon, run through fire and smoke, cry over every grave and remember every person the Avian had ever taken from him, destroy every life that he'd ever hoped to have in order to save his friends. In order to save his family, however small that dwindled. His name was Tommy Innes, and he would have his revenge. (Even if it would kill him. Even if it would kill them both.) (You MUST have read The Children's Rebellion to understand this fic)
The Childrens Rebellion by Icarus_Ash1
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this fanfic is not mine it belongs to @Aria_Cinbun on Ao3 His name was Tommy Innes, and he was born to touch the stars. Of course, touching the stars was going to have to wait, because he'd lost that dream the moment his parents had died when he was ten years old-the moment he had watched that starship explosion and felt a bit of his heart die with them. He'd lost that dream when he was transported to prison and then to a place called Pogtopia. He'd lost that dream when he watched hundreds of children starve on the streets of Pogtopia. When he and two friends become the lone survivors of the Red Planet's Genocide. When they were rescued, and he was captured again. But maybe-maybe one day, he would regain that dream. Maybe he would hunt down the mass murderer that had executed his friends and gain his revenge-but that day was not now, and now he sat in a prison and stared at the faraway stars. Perhaps there would be people that he could call family again. People he would see again-people whom he had lost years ago. One day. Because he was an Avian, born to be forever alone amongst broken stars. And Avians did not fall unless they wanted to. or a science fiction fic about rebellion
Passerine by GreenBriar00
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THIS STORY DOES NOT BELONG TO ME!! IT BELONGS TO THCSIUS ON TWITTER!!!! I MERELY POSTED THIS TO SHARE THE BOOTIFUL STORY WITH THE WORLD!!!!