An eights battle
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  • Reads 1,319
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 30m
Ongoing, First published Nov 02, 2016
The rebels are attacking and won't stop. Madeleine doesn't know what to do anymore but just wants it to stop. She doesn't want Cal to find out about her secrets.
But she's not the only one with secrets, secrets that have been hidden and hoped to never be discovered. But when she starts digging trying to find how to save herself she discovers new secrets. 
Secrets that could help her and destroy her. 
Keeping secrets is like a battle fighting to not say anything but dying when you don't. She's fighting to stay alive and safe but dying to see others putting their life on the line for her. 
After all she is an Eight and she never thought she'd last this long in the selection but that doesn't even matter to her anymore. 
Surviving the battle does.
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