Rebellion

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The United States isn't what it is today. The government is corrupt and treats its people horribly. Politicians and the military gets everything and abuses the people of the country. Rebellion is inevitable.All Rights Reserved

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Rebellion
Thu, May 9, 2013

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{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

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 ***Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.***

Earth is slowly being destroyed. Every government was destroyed except for the US Government as they got really lucky. Newly elected president Zawyer Trent Williamson said that he is the new leader of the world. Many rebellions have come and gone, but one will bring his reign of terror to an end.

It's 2500 and the world is still suffering from the disastrous effects of World War 3. Plague, the result of the recent biochemical war, sweeps across Eurasia, leaving millions dead in its wake. Even the best scientists in Europe are powerless against it. The main reason for the general misery is this. Europe is now under the tyrannical rule of the Democratic Republic of America, and this has wreaked havoc upon the streets of Europe. Poverty, starvation and disease now fill even the greatest of Europe's cities. They hold a cautious peace treaty with the Oceanic Union, but of course, this doesn't come without a price. However, for Europe at least, there is a glimmer of hope. For the growing resistance has finally managed to recruit the greatest criminals of the 26th century to spark the beginning of the greatest rebellion in human history. Unfortunately for them, the 'greatest criminals of the 26th century' are teenagers. And even in this day and age, teenagers still bring their insecurities and petty rivalries with them, wherever they go. So, this is the question: can this team of misfit criminals bring a golden age of peace? Or will they set the world on fire for the fourth time?

This is an older story, I've gotten better I promise. "I first held a gun when I was eight. I remember a man strolling across a line of other children like me, he said: 'We all have a soldier in us.' I found my soldier. But then, it became all I was. " Being forced into the army at a young age, Olivia knew nothing more than fighting. But after suffering a debilitating injury, she is forced to retire to her dead parents' home. There she'll find the secrets of her world and her humanity. Edit: I'm glad I decided to go against my anxiety and post this story, thanks so much to all the people who have read my story and commented! Your advice and compliments mean the world to me!

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This is literally the worst thing I have ever written. If you're reading this you have something better to do with your time. Programs have been enslaved for five millennia and have come to believe they're machines. They kill without consequence and always do as they're told. After a mission on Earth the Finish team lose two members to a virus that's spreading through the system. It's up to twin brothers and a high school club to free the programs from their enslavement. Thing is freedom comes at a great price for everyone Jett, one of the twin brothers. I look out at the field where I first met Kiiro four years ago and saw a boy standing with his back to me. He turns slightly and I see his silhouette. "Kiiro!" I yell and run towards him. Prez and Greg run not far behind. I'm feet from the person when he vanishes and I'm suddenly pinned to the ground with my arms twisted behind me. The sun lights his face and I suddenly relize my mistake. "Your not Kiiro, who are you?" "My name's Sett." The boy with blonde hair and green eyes said.

They have destroyed everything. They tore famalies apart. They stole everything that was dear to us and burned it. They crave constant control over us.... No more. A rebellion has started, rumours of it travel from sector to sector. People are joining, and we will all fight to put an end to Their tyranny. These Demons, these evil beings, They will all pay.

COMPLETED, IN THE PROCESS OF EDITING To our creators, it was a simple plan. They would send us in, wait for us to take out the Prime Order Director, and then make sure we were never heard from again. By killing us, they would become heroes, and the world would see what we were capable of. People would see that the future was in Paragons like us. But they didn't realize just how powerful we were. They didn't count on us turning on them. Now the Prime Order wants to hide us from the world. They want us to forget who we are and what we can do. They think they can succeed in controlling us, but they won't. Our creators will come for us, but when they do, we'll be ready. They may have their machines and their weapons, but we have each other. And we have our powers. We are Paragons. We are Skyfall. In a future where genetic modification and robotic armor suits are commonplace, Katana Wilder just wants peace for herself and her adopted family. She wants to forget her years of training as an assassin and live a normal life. But when the company that created them comes back for revenge, she must put aside her reservations and fight for her freedom.

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{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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