Outlaw Punks

Outlaw Punks

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Neon-lit megacities. Technology that controls everything. A future full of unknowns. And a war that threatens to turn entire planets to ash. The future is at stake. And the force standing in its way isn't what anyone expects. The Rebels are anonymous, infamous, and impossible to track. They leak classified intel, sabotage military systems, and expose both sides of war - all while trying to survive high school. As the death toll rises and planets begin to fall, these high-school punks find themselves in the crosshairs of forces far more ruthless than they imagined. Backing down isn't an option, not when no one else is willing to act. But the deeper they dig, the more they realize: the war is only the surface. Something far darker-and far stranger-is unfolding behind the scenes.
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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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