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Fast and furious why do you when need me ( fast and furious fanfic )(on hold )

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Reads 9,672
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Parts 6
Time 17m

IWOULDRATHERBEWERID

when i came to brazil there was cops every where people closeing windows runing inside when the cops passed but i tought why not make this a free country so i found a guy who has guns and speacil wepons i found every family and told them to stay inside that im going make things right and that same night i ran all cops out off town but i told them if they wanted to be bad they would have to deal with me now. and now im the most feared in other countrys. but when a mission comes i will never stand down. because wining is winning even if its in miles or secondes and family always comes first.All Rights Reserved

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Feared and praised by ThePolarBeast1234451

It is the year 2134. America has healed from another Civil war. But America has lost. Now America is a country called Pem. In Pem, they speak Pemian. A language that is kind of like English except a tiny bit different. In Pem, it is kind of like America. Except for one big rule that is very scary for anyone. The rule is called "Eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." The rule allows anyone that saves a life to take a life. So, if you save someone then you can legally murder someone. So, doctors are the most feared and praised people in the world. Feared cause they save lives every day and then praised for the same reason. Jed Limestone is a normal everyday kid. Except this doctor named Doctor Brown has been saving his kills for years. He has now just retired at the age of 75 and some people say he is planning on killing many people. But Jed does not believe that. Until he is walking through a hospital and looks through Dr. Brown's office that Dr. Brown mistakingly left open. Jed looks at a board with tons of pictures on it. On the top, it says in big red letters "TARGETS." And he looks at the pictures again. And his face is the 5th picture. Now it is a fight for survival. #297 in Doctors #61 in Survive #11 in Feared #303 in civilwar #495 in Future

Runaway by Sweetslover8

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Healers blood by Writter6873

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Run to the Unknown by Jana42604

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Feared and praised

It is the year 2134. America has healed from another Civil war. But America has lost. Now America is a country called Pem. In Pem, they speak Pemian. A language that is kind of like English except a tiny bit different. In Pem, it is kind of like America. Except for one big rule that is very scary for anyone. The rule is called "Eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." The rule allows anyone that saves a life to take a life. So, if you save someone then you can legally murder someone. So, doctors are the most feared and praised people in the world. Feared cause they save lives every day and then praised for the same reason. Jed Limestone is a normal everyday kid. Except this doctor named Doctor Brown has been saving his kills for years. He has now just retired at the age of 75 and some people say he is planning on killing many people. But Jed does not believe that. Until he is walking through a hospital and looks through Dr. Brown's office that Dr. Brown mistakingly left open. Jed looks at a board with tons of pictures on it. On the top, it says in big red letters "TARGETS." And he looks at the pictures again. And his face is the 5th picture. Now it is a fight for survival. #297 in Doctors #61 in Survive #11 in Feared #303 in civilwar #495 in Future