The Children's Rebellion

The Children's Rebellion

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* Not My Fic, Original is by Aria_Cinabun on AO3 * His name was Tommy Innes, and he was born to touch the stars. Of course, touching the stars was going to have to wait, because he'd lost that dream the moment his parents had died when he was ten years old-the moment he had watched that starship explosion and felt a bit of his heart die with them. He'd lost that dream when he was transported to prison then to a place called Pogtopia. He'd lost that dream when he watched hundreds of children starve on the streets of Pogtopia. When he and two friends became the lone survivors of the Red Planet's Genocide. When they were rescued, and he was captured again. But maybe-maybe one day, he would regain that dream. Maybe he would hunt down the mass murderer that had executed his friends and gain his revenge-but that day was not now, and now he sat in a prison and stared at the faraway stars. Perhaps there would be people that he could call family again. People he would see again-people whom he had lost years ago. One day. Because he was an Avian, born to be forever alone amongst broken starts. And Avians did not fall unless they wanted to. or a science fiction fic about rebellion
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