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Pandemonium

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Parts 9
Time 59m

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TRIGGER WARNING!!! 
[This story will contain graphic content and descriptions of gore, so major trigger warning for blood and guts]

Mars is your typical alternative kid.  A little reserved, introverted, but he has a heart of gold once you get to know him. He doesn't have much in common with his classmates, however, just like them, he is just trying to get by. Like most kids his age, his is trying his best to balance out his home life, albeit less than ideal, along with his schoolwork and social life. As if he needed more on his plate, he starts having strange dreams. Not strange as in a fever dream, but strange in their realism. His dreams grow more and more intense and realistic, graphic images of absolute chaos and mayhem as far as the eye can see, the sounds of bloodcurdling screams fill his ears. This continues for weeks. Night after night, he awakes in a cold sweat, heart racing, breath quick. Until one day, it starts happening while he's awake. 

This story follows Mars. Our reclusive yet observant main character, as he attempts to make sense of his bizarre visions. He knows that they are no ordinary day dreams, they are no coincidence. They have to mean something. This is his story as he battles his own mind, fighting to hold onto his sanity as everyone around him begins to question it. He is certain that his visions are a warning, a prophecy of some kind. He is determined to understand exactly why he is seeing them, and how to prevent them from manifesting into reality. Little does he know, the fate of the entire world depends on it. The real question is: will he be able to stop it in time?All Rights Reserved

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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

Wasteland Conqueror by PowerArmorGuy

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Static

{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