Daughter is a roughly fourteen/fifteen-year-old decaying organism born to die in a world run by taxes, organization, and her elders. She has no power, and her decisions mean nothing in the long run. That is, until the opportunity of a lifetime comes along that could change the way society works and could possibly rid herself of the emotional ties that come with friends and family. In times of sameness, a world without variety, and piled on work for subjects she knows more about than an average adult, Daughter gets herself another name and starts anew. What she continues on to do, nobody besides herself and perhaps another are certain, but the ways of billions are at risk of the choice of an antisocial, just-a-trifle-smarter-than-most girl born in the twenty second century.
A group of friends discover something unexplainable. Something that will uncover and unleash tragedy. Only that something is a she.
Note: might be a teensy bit disturbing to those who don't like excessive gore.
Lots of grammar and spelling errors, I'll fix them once its complete.