After the Testing

After the Testing

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It's 2220 human kind has slipped into chaos. A new corrupt power has taken control of the world. Created is a system where at the age of 6 kids are taken away from their parents and trained in technology, weapons and combat. At the ages 8,10 and 12 a test is taken, at these stage most kids are cut from the system. They go back home where they will continue their lives under a corrupt government. For those who the test at age 12 gain the rank of Delta. The next test is taken at the age of 14 if you fail you have 2 options memory wipe or death, the former is a privilege saved for the rich. For those who pass the test at age 14 they gave the rank of Beta. Last test is taken two years after at the age of 16. If you pass this test you gain the rank of alpha. Fail this test you lose your life.There are myths and legends surrounding alpha rank. Some say they become a branch in the police force. Others say that they are sent to space. No one knows for certain what happens once one has gained alpha rank.
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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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