(Original idea, just slightly inspired by Chernobyl and everything so slightly MHA, although there's not really many similarities between the two of them.)
When German Nuclear powerplant Rechnung exploded, German was in anarchy. The government fell, people were dropping like flies, and disease eventually started spreading. The explosion didn't kill people, though, it started something worse, and eventually, the simple explosion brought the entire world down. And it wasn't short lived.
How long did it take for everything to be pulled back together? Oh, only quite a few years, at least, but in that time, millions had died, maybe even a couple billion. At least it solved the problem of overpopulation, I guess.
Even then, the world was never the same, and it wouldn't have been pulled together if it hadn't been for a select few average citizens and a fox. Yeah, it's crazy, isn't it, a fox helped save the world, but after the explosion, that just kinda became the norm. Besides, they weren't completely fox. Anymore.
{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?"
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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.
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Started: 10.06.15
Finished: 3.17.16