Complexity

Complexity

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In a world where there are more worlds than your own. Where there are 12 more versions of you in another 12 dimensions They are called parallels Your parallel’s are like your siblings There is no greater bond than one between parallels But any bond can be broken Children at the age of 17 are driven through a crucial test. They are put against their Parallels. With 13 Parallels from one of the 13 dimensions 7 Parallel families are tested each week 91 people 3 tests One for strength One for intelligence and logic And one for a future You are ranked from the strongest to weakest For Evanlyn Coolers the test means happiness for the rest of her life but a little luck may give her a life she never dreamed of Or will she encounter obstacles she Has never known Face challenges she never even knew Existed Will she become what society wants? What her friends and family want? Or will she choose her own unique path? No matter how blood thirsty Dangerous and inhuman it is.
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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

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