Coup de grâce

Coup de grâce

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"Liberty! Freedom! Tyranny is dead! Run hence, proclaim, cry it about the streets"- Julius Caesar, Shakespeare Martin Christopher Desmond Blair has always been and followed the authority and has never decided to question the authority, The Republica until now... Antoinette Blair, the sweet, quiet and submissive daughter of Martin has always been quietly critical of the Rebuplica, but perhaps never on this scale... Peter Hamlyn, the mysterious and captivating con-man with deep digs in dirty espionage business, who has been assigned with Martin to crack down on arms company suspected of helping the rebels group "The Coup". But who knows what lies inside...? Nobody questions the rule of The Rebuplica in the dystopian society of Europe but is not the story of a dystopian society with its anti-heroes, but the rise of the heroes over one. Cover made by @nineteenlives
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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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