We're Not From Here-Ancient Origins

We're Not From Here-Ancient Origins

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A group of alien infants & their mentor get sent to Earth but, due to a malfunction, are separated before they arrive. Meanwhile, a secret science project goes awry, effectively altering the future of mankind. 20 years on, humanity's secrets have been revealed and the world has gone to war with itself. Left to live with no rules, people band together to survive as peacefully as they can, but the Fluxians have found them, and now it's a race against time to save the only home the aliens have ever known. With entire villages being wiped out, it's clear not all humans want to live in harmony. Who are the Wasteland Anonymous Killers, and how far will they go before it's too late? ================ Original, first-draft unedited version of the Ancient Klapsol Introduction chapters from We're Not From Here
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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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