Shadow of the truth

Shadow of the truth

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[...] After the so-called "bang" a few years ago, society had to redefine itself. Now, the individual units have been divided based on their strengths, each unit functioning completely independently and having its own control as long as they adhere to the given regulations. These regulations are established by the main unit, which is located in the south and is considered the wealthiest with the highest prosperity. As a symbol and reminder of what once was, teenagers between the ages of 16 and 21 are randomly selected each year to showcase their abilities. The chosen ones are brought together in an arena where they are left to fend for themselves unless someone decides to sponsor them. The objective is simple: be the last one standing. The arena is not deadly, and all players are promised a peaceful life in the main unit afterwards. [...]
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{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

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