MisPrints
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  • Reads 7,184
  • Votes 374
  • Parts 19
  • Time 2h 43m
Ongoing, First published Apr 29, 2013
They call me X4ELY51A, but I call myself Ely.
Because that's what they do to you here in the Xplic, they reduce you to a code, a screen of data. That's all I am to them, and it's all I ever have been.

We don't know why we're here, none of us do. Because this place is all we've ever known.

"The Xplic is a containment area for the populous which has flaws and imperfections, so that they are conveniently separated from the outside world.
We must be separate because we are alien to them and will pollute their paradise." 

We can all say it by heart. 

Be satisfied or you'll get taken away, that's just common knowledge. They all just accept it, this is who we are. The Misprints. We can't do anything about it.

But my name is Ely and genetically faulted or not, I am still alive. 
So I will break the rules.
l will protect the only friends I have, no matter what it takes.
I will discover the truth behind the Xplic.
I'll even trust the boy with the green eyes.

And I'm not giving up, I won't let her trap me here. Not anymore.
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I was so damn naive it's no wonder I've ended up here. Kidnapped by the man who promised me forever, just as I'd begun to understand the depths of his betrayal. It's a sad truth I didn't marry my husband for love. I married him for the life he promised to provide, and if I'm honest with myself, I married him in hopes one day he'd fill the void Lucas-my first love-left behind. Now after so many years, they're both back. And in my desperation to feel loved, to be wanted and chosen I've walked straight into this trap. All because I forgot life's harshest lesson... I'm not enough. No matter how much or how fiercely I love, the choice will never be me. Especially now. Surrounded by danger and at the mercy of my husband's enemies, I'm forced to face one final bit of truth. Much like love, hope is for the weak. I was a fool to believe in the vows and promises they made.