We, as humans, believe that the future holds great things; it doesn’t.
Keezhekoni Spenken lives in the worst of the worst. The government turns a blind eye to most of the happenings in Vav, Keezhekoni’s town. Murders, robberies, kidnappings. All of the awful things you can think of. All throughout the country, Nosaes, the residents develop a tattoo sort of marking somewhere on their body. Each of them have a specific meaning, a sort of look into the future. If one wants to know what their tattoo means, they’ll consult the Tarahcle. Their tattoo is null and void if the person so happens to leave Nosaes. This, however, is very tricky and dangerous… and also punishable by death. Kellen, Keezhekoni’s longtime friend, and Teague, Keezhekoni’s brother, have quite a predicament. Keezhekoni and her closest friends must do what they think is right, even if it is wrong in the eyes of hierarchical power.
***Rated R for some mature content and swearing***
When you're marked you have two choices; fight or die.
Nance lives in the past, literally. Her city is a recreation of early twenty-first century society. To the outside world they're experiments, just rats running around a maze. In an impoverished future world, the city seems to be their only chance of finding where they went wrong, or so they say. Nance doesn't know the real purpose of her home, and she doesn't care.
All she sees are the one hundred teenagers, just like her, who are killed every year in the barbaric ritual known as the marking. They tattoo your face and pit you against your peers, against the city. Nance doesn't know why, but it doesn't matter, because she's sixteen and it's her turn to be marked.
**So I decided to replace the original story with the rewrite because they are pretty much exactly the same. Plus, it's a lot less complicated then having two separate books for the same story.**
There is a * next to all rewritten chapters.
THE ORIGINAL VERSION IS COMPLETE. IT'S JUST NOT MARKED AS SUCH BECAUSE I GAVE UP ON THE REWRITE.