The Someone Army

The Someone Army

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My name is Lena-correction, it's not Lena. I don't go by a name anymore; I go by a number, a sort of serial code. Number 8523-that's me. I've been sent to Russia as a soldier-even though I'm only about 16 years old. You see, it's because I'm different. Not physically different; I look exactly the same as a normal person. It's my talents-correction, my powers. You see, I am part of an endangered species of human, struggling for survival against normal humans. It's for the good of my kind that I'm training for this war against the species that has done so many wrongs to us. It has to be done, for the good-and for the survival-of my kind.
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