The Changed

The Changed

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Fantasy
I never really knew the world before it turned to crap. But from what I've read and what little I remember I know that once upon a time the oceans were clean and blue and not poisoned. That plants and crops actually grew everywhere, not just specially treated areas. That there were billions of unChanged people, people like those few million left in the world all living in or nearby the three main cities across America. And that there was no Changed, no ugly-ass mutants that were once people, making humans even more of an endangered species. I know... How unrealistic is that? But the world now, isn't completely without hope. There are Hunters, different from the Enforcers that keep the peace in the three cities housing almost all that's left of the human species. The Hunters are the best of the best. They deal with the Changed, making the world safer, one mutant at a time. That's where I come in. Niall and I.
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Years ago there was a blackout. One day all the lights went out. The cars stopped running. Electricity no longer existed. Nothing that ran on electricity works anymore. People panicked and tried to survive for as long as they could. Some made it out of cities the others stayed. Our government fell and militias took control. The Monroe militia took over. Then one day he found electricity again. He used it for bad and soon conquered the whole world. Years later our world now runs on electricity again. The Monroe militia is still in power and they force teens to go into an academy to train as merciless killers. This is where I go. One question I always have in mind is, In a world where hope is the only thing we have, Can love exist in the middle of all this war?

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