The Red Eared
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  • Reads 212
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 31m
Ongoing, First published Sep 14, 2017
Its been thirteen years since the world was ravished by the plague. Thirteen years since everything crumbled to dust before our eyes. 

It was only five years since the extraordinary discovery that saved humanity the first time. It was remarkable, but, all good things must come to an end. 

There's no cure, not this time. We are left to hope we'll make it to see the light of tomorrow. Left to hope it won't take us down today. 

Its already taken my sister. My mother. But I'll come back, I will fight. Because the world can try to crush us to dust as many times as it wants, but the human race will always come back, and, we'll come back stronger. 

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I DO NOT OWN ANY MEDIA IN THIS BOOK OR THE COVER. DO NOT GET ANGRY BECAUSE I DID STATE THIS.

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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