DESTINATION | Book III

DESTINATION | Book III

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Fifteen years have passed and a whole new generation of the Sinclair's, Smith's and Jones's are in full affect and ready to take on the world and all that comes with it. In this big world that many people call home, one may struggle with trying to find their purpose or who they truly are and with this being a very trying time in most of their young lives each of them are about to experience something about themselves that they didn't even know existed. Doing the best that could as parents, they all laid out the blueprint on how to survive this world to create the perfect path for each of their kids to follow so they wouldn't make the same mistakes they did growing up. But as one may know, as a young-adult life just seems a lot harder and the pressure of wanting to just stay young or to grow up is always a constant battle to deal with. So the question now is will each of these young individuals make it to the destination each of their parents have set for them to follow to help guide them in the right direction? Or will they let the world's distractions & temptations lead them astray?
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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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