Acristine Ascendancy

'Just as quickly as my grin came about, it fades away as i read the next name. Clover Harrisdale. Shit.'

Lennox has always hated the Acristine royal family and their stupid government. He has always hated the rules they enforced, and the ways that they enforced it. A system that ranks people purely on their powers and points is not one that should work. But somehow it does, and Lennox wants to know why. He wakes up one day to find himself surrounded by darkness, no sounds around apart from his heavy breathing. As a light flickers on, he finds himself in a cell. With someone else as well. Lennox is told that in less than ten minutes, five guards, each armed with a gun and sword will be coming to execute him. But why?