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Genetics Projects: Biological Warfare

Genetics Projects: Biological Warfare

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 2, 2019
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Action and Thriller
Everyone is on the brink of World War 3. The USA knows that they have no chance of winning if Russia and North Korea team up, so the only thing they can do is create a war weapon. Something to destroy their enemies if World War 3 will begin. NEWS REPORT: Children ranging from ages three to ten have gone missing at midnight. Nobody knows anything about who's doing this, but everybody, if you're a citizen or not, lock your doors, keep your children safe, do not let anybody in after then ten pm mark. Please America, stay calm... The Genetics project follows the story of eight kids, kidnapped at young ages and raised in the genetics lab. Will they find out the dark secret of the lab, or listen to their leaders and creators? Read and find out their stories, find out what makes them special, and find out the evil secret that the FBI is hiding. (The chapter updates will be daily, but if I'm busy, they'll be weekly)
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Six teenagers. Genetically engineered. Organically weaponized. Publicly declared heroes, and privately ticking time bombs. The walking-talking equivalent of a biohazard weapon. The kind that reeks of sweat and streetlights and the unindominatable human spirit. The kind they wished they knew how to break. You see, they weren't born. Because life isn't as easy as crawling out of a womb anymore, with blood and serum and the warm exhale of a mother's love. No, it was far 'easier' than that. They were built - piece by piece, chemical after chemical, atom to atom - where scientists preferred fighting on which new type of atomic ray to experiment with next rather than the freaking Geneva Convention. Because, inside Helix Labs, lay the wasteland of glass and live wires and the unmistakable smell of a brand new, bioweapon. Was that a newborn cursed with a modified brain, heart, or muscle? Or did they prefer kidney, lungs or bone? No. Why? Because they weren't born...they were crafted, congealed, and set on a path of righteous fury. They were never given a choice, only the cold looming shadow of a power far greater than them when they decided to condemn the evolutionary design and man handled into existence their own path of 'heroism'. Now, these walking anomalies patrol the glass and grime skyline of Haem city, a place where chrome and corruption reek havoc side by side. Where sin and silicon are separated by a gap of letters and not materialistic gain. The mutagens call themselves saviours, the Authority calls them property and the villains refer to them as misguided. They were made to serve humanity, when they were never humans themselves. Welcome to the future, it's much colder than you think.

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