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Bridgers_Is_Stolen

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Parts 6
Time 1h 11m

Bridgers_Is_Stolen

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cult distopian dysfunctional foreshadowing insanity my-plot-twists-have-plot-twists pain personality schitzophrenia sixth-sense-level-foreshadowing teen voices

Knock. Knock. Knock.
    They're out there, controlling your every move.
    Boom. Boom. Boom.
    Telling you how to act.
    Thud. Thud. Thud.
    Telling you how to feel.
    Thump. Thump. Thump.
    And whenever you rebel, they plunge a needle into your skin.
    Pound. Pound. Pound.
    And they give you a disease. A mental disease that eats your mind.
    Bam. Bam. Bam.
    You'll never escape it.
    Bang. Bang. Bang.
    They can choose what pain you go through and what you feel.
    Bump. Bump. Bump.
    So answer the door. It's the voice in your head. Listen to it because if you don't, it finds a way. It escapes you in your voice.
    Slam. Slam. Slam.
    So be careful, and make your choice wisely because you can never really know which voice is truly yours.
    Smack. Smack. Smack.
    And which is theirs.
    Smash. Smash. Smash.
    Shh...
    Listen.
    CRASH!
  
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    The things in our own minds are ultimately the deadliest. Saige doesn't know what's inside her, but she could always fight it off for long enough... if she wanted to. But sometimes there's just no other way to feel again.
    And now mental diseases- or better said, their symptoms- are available via injections and ingestion. Saige is transferred to the worst of these poison bearing Facilities, Quithelen.
    Soon, however, she meets Raid, who introduces her to the closest thing to a dysfunctional family. Everyone seems to be getting along just fine until people start making their secrets disappear. Quite literally.
    But everyone there seems so perfect, and Saige can only wonder how such perfect people could be placed there. In a place to break the broken. It's all wrong.
    The Facilities have developed the diseases and cursed the one's lower on the chain. The one's who never deserved it. It's all falling in, yet there's a small whisper of unexplained hope.
       But after all...
  How do you fight what's in your own mind?All Rights Reserved

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Zeus by Lani_love11

Gangs. A girl. War. Fights. Love. Hate. Death. All words to describe the city of Athens. The most dangerous city in the country. But only those who have been there know that. Athens is not a place for tourism. Not many people who visit, make it out alive. Vicki, 16, has finally found a home willing to adopt her after 6 years of jumping from home to home, family to family, foster to foster. Some were good. Some bad. Some could, would, and did the unthinkable. But now she didnt have to deal with that. But she had no idea of the secrets that the friendly "welcome to Athens" sign hides. Or did she? She wasn't ever supposed to end up in the system. Or end up on her meds. She remembered nothing of her life before 10 years old. She had always knew something was missing, but this? This was more than she could ever handle remembering. **** "Wow, I thought it was just you guys and Artemis." "There's a whole world of gangs. There are gangs in every country, some even I don't know as a leader." "Is it tough being a leader?" "Some times. Especially when I have to deal with loss. But I also give some opportunities to people who need it. I've even given a homeless man a small job and it set him up for life." "That's cool. Are the Zusians tyrants. I mean were they?" something about the name doesn't shake me. It's stuck in my head for some reason. "They more are now. There's speculation that a kid got out safe and will one day take back the leadership, but after seeing the wreckage first hand, I don't think anybody left it alive," he says it. But he doesn't sound like he even believes himself. "Did the kid get out? Is it even slightly possible?" "Between you and me. I helped her escape. I know she got out. But I don't think she lived long after we lost contact. Why do you ask?" "Something about the name... It is vaguely familiar but I don't know why. Maybe it's just my meds." "You might have just heard it before." *** Cover by @_scintillas

The experiment. by shrosz

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

The Giant Human by Shashou1987

a Long time Ago there was a Boy who had a abusive farther, the mother of the Boy couldn't do anything to the Farther due to him being a Government agent. but one day the farther went insane, Killing his Wife and one of his two sons in a Drug fueled rage. but the Boy was angered and managed to kill his Farther, But in doing so his left arm was broken beyond repair. knowing he had killed someone the boy ran away, Living and stealing everything he could to survive. but eventually he realised that the world was like his farther but had the capacity for change so he set his sights to the governments of the world. he was intent on stopping the nuclear arms race and instead making them want to unite in order to stop the production lines. there is three Moments in the boys life where he is trained by a Alien, Got a Prosthetic arm, and most importantly. died with a Bang. But no one actually found a body, all they found was a Strange Black substance where his body should of been. The New world order that took over the Governments place have stories of what happened and that he was still alive, just protecting the earth somehow. Just in another version of earth where the Government is actually the good guys and a Bunch of tall Alien Robots fighting a War on earth. Oh yeah and he was nearly as tall as them, a bit short but still taller then every singular human. (Originally the prologue was to be a For Adoption thing for anyone to take a gander and make a story...I am annoyed it only got 50 Reads. So I'm gonna make it a thing...its gonna be tough but hey I can't let this simmer anymore. I had a whole Element specialised for the OC and everything with a Hidden base he made himself and not to mention a Way to get smaller with a...Very brutal trick. So yeah, imma take a nap and a new part will be out with new tags.)

The Boy above the clouds (JJK x Male Viltrumite Reader) by ooga_booga16

Everything comes to life with a purpose. Some exist to do good. Some exist to do the opposite. Existence of a being is the very result of free will. And those with free will can hold free will against the vulnerable. The strong, eradicated the weak. That was how the empire came to be. Only the strong rule. The weak perish. Because of this, results come. ---- A boy bred to conquer. Bred to dominate. Bred to manipulate. Bred to kill. Wired in the very depths of his mind, across billions of neurons, the key element of his very existence was to kill. Kill and assist the empire that brought him to life. Kill and overpower every existing "being" that opposes a threat to the empire. And kill and assist those that are the "strongest." Befriend if have to. Betray if have to. Breed if have to. All for the glory of the empire. <><><><><><><><><> "Yo, Megumi." "What?" "Did you watch the news? " "What of it?" "The American government released news of a...thing that pierced through the atmosphere, and they're not so sure what it is!" "What of it?" "It could be aliens." "Aliens? Are you seriously believing in that crap, Yuji?" "It's a possibility, though!" "Another possibility is that one of their spaceships up there in space failed to function properly and decided to crash back into the crust of the earth." "You're so negative!" "It's the truth. Those journalists are probably faking up that stuff to spread misconceptions, stir up a ruckus, and earn wads. Apparently, you fell for it." "That's not nice at all! Are you calling me gullible?" "Your brain cells served you right."

Static by hattielynn

{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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Crazy Mafia Queen- Part 1- draft 1 by itsakera

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Alkaria - unedited by AkikoHimari

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Zeus

Gangs. A girl. War. Fights. Love. Hate. Death. All words to describe the city of Athens. The most dangerous city in the country. But only those who have been there know that. Athens is not a place for tourism. Not many people who visit, make it out alive. Vicki, 16, has finally found a home willing to adopt her after 6 years of jumping from home to home, family to family, foster to foster. Some were good. Some bad. Some could, would, and did the unthinkable. But now she didnt have to deal with that. But she had no idea of the secrets that the friendly "welcome to Athens" sign hides. Or did she? She wasn't ever supposed to end up in the system. Or end up on her meds. She remembered nothing of her life before 10 years old. She had always knew something was missing, but this? This was more than she could ever handle remembering. ** "Wow, I thought it was just you guys and Artemis." "There's a whole world of gangs. There are gangs in every country, some even I don't know as a leader." "Is it tough being a leader?" "Some times. Especially when I have to deal with loss. But I also give some opportunities to people who need it. I've even given a homeless man a small job and it set him up for life." "That's cool. Are the Zusians tyrants. I mean were they?" something about the name doesn't shake me. It's stuck in my head for some reason. "They more are now. There's speculation that a kid got out safe and will one day take back the leadership, but after seeing the wreckage first hand, I don't think anybody left it alive," he says it. But he doesn't sound like he even believes himself. "Did the kid get out? Is it even slightly possible?" "Between you and me. I helped her escape. I know she got out. But I don't think she lived long after we lost contact. Why do you ask?" "Something about the name... It is vaguely familiar but I don't know why. Maybe it's just my meds." "You might have just heard it before." * Cover by @_scintillas