Supreme High Academy

Supreme High Academy

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You ever heard the word treasure? Many of us come up with the idea that treasure is something that can make our life change. Literally change because ones you've found this, from your old and poor life, you'll become something or someone that neither you didn't expect. In other words, a treasure known almost of us is only a thing. Only a material. A solid but can change someone's life status inside and outside the real world. She's young He's a man She's innocent He isn't She's happy and contented He's lonely and craving for something She let her curiosity kills her He's a man of so much pride They're both living in the real world. Where the wealthiest of the wealthiest is not a secret. Where the most powerful and supreme live. Danger? Na'h. It's something that people from that world undeniably know. It isn't a sacred information but need to be kept from the outside world. A simple and not so very important thing to be thought but the more you thought how simple is this thing, it is exactly the contrary of it. Welcome to Supreme High Academy, where your secret is your greatest weakness and where no one should be trusted, except yourself.
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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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