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Lost It All: a Story of the Wild Ones
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Ongoing, First published Mar 06, 2015
A world once filled with free thought and expression has been taken over by F.E.A.R anyone under the age of 12 doesn't remember the world before they took over, they where to young. A once bright and colorful world is now filled with browns and the sciences prevail, over every town is a tower where the prisoners and sympathizer live out the rest of your days. To be captured by one of the Minions is to be killed. Above ground in the capital of F.E.A.R.'s reign the citizens comply with there rulers but below ground there is an uprising occurring, underneath the calm monotony.It is led by the Wild Ones who are hidden in the desert surrounding the city, this group are the people who remember a world before F.E.A.R and will do anything to get it back. Led by The Prophet The Deviant The Mourner The Mystic and The Destroyer they get there message across the only way they know how, with the banned art of music the only music allowed is that of the voice, but when supplies start running low how do they get there supplies? This answer is simple a group of teenagers who still live in the Capital are Sympathizers. One night a month they all gather disguised in black with masks covering there faces to give the Wild Ones anything they might need but when F.E.A.R discovers what has been happening right under there noses and one of the meetings is disturbed by minions what happens to the Teen aged daughter of one of F.E.A.R's greatest adviser when she is discovered among the rebels?
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