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Fearful
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Ongoing, First published Jul 11, 2017
Welcome to Fearful
The most dreadful place on the planet.
If you count Me, Mit, and the new girl Lizzy. Mit is my smart and forgetful little sister. We both have brown hair, but her's is a bit short then mine. Mit wears glasses I don't. We have brown eyes I have pale skin Mit does not along with Lizzy. Oh and Mit is 12 and I'm 16, Lizzy is 14. Mit loves science, Lizzy likes music, and me I love Art anything that has to do with art I'll be there. I want to do Animation when I grow up.
Lizzy has a light shade of brown hair. She has green eyes. Wears a hat that is dark like night with little blue lines. She also has short hair.
And thats about it.
Oh wait I forgot to tell you my name.
"Hi. My name is Kit. Nice to meet you."

Fearful Is owned by me Invader_Tes Kit, Mit, and Lizzy are also mine along with the plot line of this story an anyone else that is in the story belongs to me. So enjoy the story.
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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16