Students Undercover (Part 1)

Students Undercover (Part 1)

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We're not just normal kids, we are Students Undercover. Hindi ballpen ang hawak namin kundi mga baril. Special Force Academy- isang paaralan na kung saan ang mga estudyante ay natututo hawak ang mga baril upang maglingkod sa bayan. Alam ng lahat na hindi sapat ang magkaroon ng pulisya dahil sa mga krimen na dumadagdag buwan buwan ay hindi na nakakayanan ng mga pulis. Dahil dito ay nabuo ang academyang ito upang mas umunlad ang ating bayan, ngunit malalakas lang ang matatanggap rito. Dorothy Falcon- a girl who got accepted in the Special Force Academy by luck. Hindi siya gaano kalakas at wala siyang kaalam alam kung paano gumamit ng baril nung unang umapak siya sa loob ng paaralan, ngunit natanggap siya sa S Class ng walang dahilan. But despite being weak, she was able to accomplish tasks. She wanted to become a hero, and so she gave it her all. Sinong magaakala na ang isang mahina ay puwedeng baguhin ang lahat?
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WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

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