Bloodlust.

Bloodlust.

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blood·lust - /ˈblədˌləst/ 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 uncontrollable desire to kill or maim others. ••• After a toxic gas is released from a closed off government location, it sends almost all of the population mad and crazy to see or witness death, sending the US into an apocalyptic state. What happens when a group of random teens from completely different backgrounds meet up and are forced to work together to restore order to the world and cure all the remaining survivors. On top of that, having to deal with their undying urge to kill each other? Well your in for one heck of a challenge. And now it's up to these kids to save the world, while also trying to save what remains of their sanity. Because in the world of the apocalypse there is only one rule: hunt.......or become the hunted
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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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