Prisoners of Power

Prisoners of Power

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After a worldwide catastrophe, many parts of the world are struggling to get back on their feet. Many humans have had to adapt and learn to live when they couldn't afford to move to the large cities. These adaptations weren't small things either, they gave the humans in the most damaged parts of the world superpowers that made the world leaders fear for their governments. As a result, the nations decided to create a world safety organization that would hunt down and kill those with powers, but if they had offspring, the agency would have to take them to internment camps where they'd be trained by the agency to use their powers for the "greater good" and become the world's super soldiers that'd restore order to the nations. However, when some of these children want to defy the organization that holds them captive, they're going to have to band together and use their powers against the same figures that have raised them. (Image from Google Images. URL: http://www.ddw-online.com/library/sid32/stem-cell-technology.jpg)
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Runaway

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***

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