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The Insane Boy

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Reads 4,636
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Parts 23
Time 5h 12m

LightingShadows

compound control dystopia dystopian dystopian-fiction dystopic escape insane insanity memory

There is nothing left. Cities have collapsed, forests have burnt, minds have been warped into insanity. And humanity is to blame. The few struggling survivors are taken in by the facility, an organisation that promises prosperity in this dead world.
But they lied.
Tala escaped the cold clutches of the facility's compounds, and hiding in the cement tatters of towns and skyscrapers with a ragged collection of survivors, she stayed out of their grasp.
Until this day. Until the day she wakes up; cold, clean, and without an idea who she is.
In the compound. 
And suddenly, she isn't sure if the ground is real anymore. Nor the sky.
She isn't sure her mind is her own. Until she meets Nox.All Rights Reserved

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Beneath the Surface | ONC 2023 by EverleyFox

Ezra Grey's only known life beneath the surface. With a war unfolding above the bunkers that began long before he was born, his love for poetry is the only thing keeping him sane. Little does he know, there's a group of people controlling his very reality. And at the center of it all is Ivy Carlisle. She's been the trusted reporter of the war for the last ten years. Having the same nightmare every night about everyone below the surface dying because of her, she can't help but feel responsible for standing by while The System experiments on innocent people. When she decides to try and warn everyone living in the bunkers, everything Ezra's been led to believe is uprooted. The youth are ripped from their communities underground... The truth about the experiment Ezra's been living in is exposed... And Ivy finds an ally in the hopes of saving the lives she once helped sacrifice. ⏳ PROMPTS: #67: The war has been going on for over 100 years now. Not that you'd ever seen it, living in a bunker your entire life. But one day, a news war reporter suddenly says, "I can't do this anymore. Everything is fine! They're lying! Th-" And the signal cuts out. #52: There is someone you dream about every night, but you never imagine meeting them in real life. #49: "Master the rules of the game until you can play it better than they can." - Michael Scott

the unknown city by ayanaruslann

Un known city A city that is not on the map and a girl with super powers what will the future be holding for this city and for those who created it "i think this city is not real you guys didn't realize that there is no moon here " Mom : "what you mean there is no moon and how you explain the light in the dark!?" " this light is fake they use some lighting poles to provide us with this light they want us to belive that this city is real" Grams : "and why anyone would do that you have to stop reading those fantasy books" I stopped talking and got up from the living room and went to the roof there is no way that my theory is not real I'm sure that whose are lighting poles but there is only a one way to find out..

Static by hattielynn

{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

Paragon by flamewings

COMPLETED, IN THE PROCESS OF EDITING To our creators, it was a simple plan. They would send us in, wait for us to take out the Prime Order Director, and then make sure we were never heard from again. By killing us, they would become heroes, and the world would see what we were capable of. People would see that the future was in Paragons like us. But they didn't realize just how powerful we were. They didn't count on us turning on them. Now the Prime Order wants to hide us from the world. They want us to forget who we are and what we can do. They think they can succeed in controlling us, but they won't. Our creators will come for us, but when they do, we'll be ready. They may have their machines and their weapons, but we have each other. And we have our powers. We are Paragons. We are Skyfall. In a future where genetic modification and robotic armor suits are commonplace, Katana Wilder just wants peace for herself and her adopted family. She wants to forget her years of training as an assassin and live a normal life. But when the company that created them comes back for revenge, she must put aside her reservations and fight for her freedom.

Mother Earth. by authorreflection

"I want to create a better world where no one hurts each other, to foster a place where love doesn't have to make hate, where no one hurts or kills anybody. A world where I don't have to hurt anybody anymore." The First Dawn has concluded; Children of Blight are running rampant, and the last remaining Bastions of humanity are searching and killing for them for their last chance to find one to restore the earth. The World Capital stands above everyone, with a shadow government smothering the people. The power balance has been tipped for a century now- then came a girl named Armageddon, changing the world forever. Lydia Armageddon, born on the nuclear fronts of the decimated America, was sold to be a child soldier of The World Capital and is found out as a Child of Blight, her trait being named 'Convergence.' The world is at risk of war once more, with the starting gun being fired for the race to control her. Subject to all matters of mutilation, violation, and experimentation, she escapes Blight Laboratories and finds that the world outside is no better than the months she spent in captivity. Hatred for humanity forms, and a monster is coming to be, slowly, just as a fanatical religion predicted all those years ago. Father like daughter. Until she decides to rob an old man sleeping by a fire with an empty gun, not knowing her life was about to be changed forever. The world prepares for the second dawn as Armageddon's child is born-their saviour. The world looks red, and Armageddon is there in the middle of it all, atop a mountain of corpses upon Mother Earth's flesh. March 17th, 2157: A family of three Children of Blight was found hiding on the edge of the Chinese Blight. The events that unfolded that day, as reported by the 48th Platoon of Russian Cyber-Militia, are as follows:

Cold Ashes by SilverGalaxySkies

Disclaimer:- This was written by me 4 years ago during my years at college. It's far from perfect, but I hope everyone can see where I have improved. For my latest works, please see Varna. Thanks! The world is long gone. The old ways of kindness and compassion as dead as the corpses that now stalk the Earth. In the depths of this zombie apocalypse 17 year old Ryan has survived through it all where his family hasn't been as lucky. Scavenging all he can find, his world revolves around one basic, cruel fact - that any day could be his last. But then the impossible happens. Suddenly his world changes and all around him feelings and people he never knew existed slice through his heart like an icy razor. He sees things that he only ever heard in fairy tales or even the world before, things that he thought were impossible. Can he stay alive long enough to save his friends from the insanity of Boss? And is it possible that he can learn to care about humanity again? A teen thriller with plenty of twists, turns and drama on every page. Has been officially completed, but I have ideas to expand it. If you want more, tell me so and I will begin the planning ^~^

Immune by AmyJohnson895

*THE UNEDITED VERSION* Beware of typos, errors, and general mistakes. This is a very, very rough draft. "I live in a place called Compound 4. We are one of ten different compounds placed at strategic locations around the US. It's been thirteen years since the virus overtook humanity, turning about ninety percent of us into zombies. I'm not sure how it started exactly; that's classified information. I do know that in order to save what was left of the human race, the president at the time took a bunch of really smart people and kids and relocated them into new 'protected' cities. My father was one of those really smart people. I was only five at the time, but I knew what was happening." Within the walls of the compound, Jay makes stupid mistakes, mistakes even she doesn't understand, putting everyone inside at risk. All because she can't shoot someone. All because she misses the wind in her hair, the flowers on the hillsides, the sound of crickets at night. All because she's different, the only person untouchable by the Virus. When the mistakes begin to duplicate, and a girl shows up who knows her name, everything begins to change in Compound 4. Highest rank in Science Fiction: #9

The Strange Case of the Jackson Building by dizzy_panda

If you get in, you can't get out. If you call it home, you already belong to it. If you are here, you're already gone. One thing is certain: these doors were not designed to keep you out. She has seen and dealt with her own brand of personal madness all her life. She's not sure if she has become the disease or if there is someone, something, far sicker than she could ever be messing with her already sore mind. Are her symptoms consuming her life or are they turning her into the perfect survivor? Is this real? Or is it all happening inside her head? Does it really matter anyway? **Awesome cover created by the extremelly talented x_Luminous_x, for which I am deeply grateful. I could never make something so beautiful. I hope the story does it justice**

Missing (COMPLETED) by meangirlslmao

[COMPLETED]*[LOW KEY EDITED LOW KEY NOT] For as long as she could remember since the age of 13 she was told that she had a rare disease making her allergic to the outside world and so she can't ever leave her house. But one day when her dad leaves to run some errands she sneaks out. Yet noting happened, she was told that the moment she stepped out all the impurities in the air would make her choke and die a slow painful death. But nothing happened. And so she went on her way skipping around the abandoned area like a little kid while humming a little tune but stops on her tracks when she notices the 'missing kid' poster, that..kid looked..familiar? And suddenly it all fell crashing down on her and she realized.. she's that kid. ENJOY!

The Wasting by DLSheron

***COMPLETED***So get this... We've been living in a dystopian nightmare for 10 years now. Grandpa Alfred says it's the older generation's fault--well duh! To make matters worse, Bell, my twin sister, contracted "The Wasting." No doubt she caught it by helping the kids in the Forbidden Zones. That's where all the mutant freaks live. Not just your usual freaks but kids with missing limbs, half a face, twisted spines... My witch of a mother thinks it's from the nuke plants leaking after the purple lights lit up the skies. The preggo's babies turned into monsters. Due to Bell's bleeding heart she only has a month to live. Grandpa says he knows this invisible guy with a cure, (yeah right... what you've been sniffing Grandpa?) He's disappeared and so close to "Recycling" age. Now it's up to me and only me, Izzy Quest, a freaked out teen from Brooklyn, to save my dying twin sister. You may have guessed by now, I'm not the save-the-day-sort--Bell is. She's the sweet, honest, dependable, pretty twin. Don't believe me? Ask my lunatic of a mother. "You look like Bell; try acting like her." If Bell had to save me, she'd be all organized with sticky notes and a compass. Me? What do I have but OCD, a short fuse and a cynical attitude. Oh, but I can run--fast. I can outrun any boy in my school. Well, when there were schools. As of today, all schools are closed indefinitely. Thanks evil, New Regime! (Bell wants me to tell you our story is in 3rd person and not first person--whatever that means...) Find out what the Quest sisters are up to next! Read: "Escape From Fat Camp"

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Beneath the Surface | ONC 2023

Ezra Grey's only known life beneath the surface. With a war unfolding above the bunkers that began long before he was born, his love for poetry is the only thing keeping him sane. Little does he know, there's a group of people controlling his very reality. And at the center of it all is Ivy Carlisle. She's been the trusted reporter of the war for the last ten years. Having the same nightmare every night about everyone below the surface dying because of her, she can't help but feel responsible for standing by while The System experiments on innocent people. When she decides to try and warn everyone living in the bunkers, everything Ezra's been led to believe is uprooted. The youth are ripped from their communities underground... The truth about the experiment Ezra's been living in is exposed... And Ivy finds an ally in the hopes of saving the lives she once helped sacrifice. ⏳ PROMPTS: #67: The war has been going on for over 100 years now. Not that you'd ever seen it, living in a bunker your entire life. But one day, a news war reporter suddenly says, "I can't do this anymore. Everything is fine! They're lying! Th-" And the signal cuts out. #52: There is someone you dream about every night, but you never imagine meeting them in real life. #49: "Master the rules of the game until you can play it better than they can." - Michael Scott