Crimson Strain

Crimson Strain

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December the Twelfth, 2039. The day everyone knew as "Strain Day". The day everyone knew as the day that the world would never be the same again. The day that Marcus became part of the ruling family of France. The day that a Sixth of the Human race was doomed to death. The day that would forever change the way the world functioned. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Marcus is a normal teenager living out his final days of schooling, when a seemingly random event involving the moon turning red changes those days into some of the most interesting of his life. When superpowers become a reality, Marcus is reaping the rewards from it, a chance to get away from his "family", a chance to reunite with his brother, and authority over the entire country of France in under a week. Sounds good, right? Well, it does to Marcus, which is why he goes along with it, ignorant to the real magnitude that these changes have had on the rest of the world...
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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

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