Announced Dead

Announced Dead

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By:  MarcyGPerez24  Ongoing
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*THIS NOVEL HAS CERTAIN GORY SCENES AND MURDERS, PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION* Welcome to Main City, a place where when each child turns thirteen, they must go through a process known as Testing to see which role in society they fit-and it they're deemed worthy enough to live. Jonathan Lee is seven years old when they take him from his home, and just nine months into it, he's announced dead. However, Jonathan isn't dead, testing a bit too well on all the experiments they make him do. Labeled as a threat in the case that if he went rogue, the Higher Ups make the decision to off him. Miraculously, Jonathan survives, and escapes, hiding out in an unknown town far from Main City. Ten years later, Jonathan is still haunted by his past, though he gains a sidekick, a prodigy child by the name of Celia. Everything changes when Destry comes around, seeking to meet a friend in Cyder Hill. Everything changes when he decides to help Celia go back home.

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Accessing the very best

"Our goal is to initiate the very best soldiers, to protect our thriving society. After careful consideration, we've decided that your son, Jonathan Lee has met our standards and expectations. Please fill out the rest of the forms with the needed information and we'll get started right away." My mother beams at the letter, her hand on my head. At seven years old, I knew this was something big. I just couldn't fathom how. As she begins to excitedly talk to my father about it, I peek at the note some more. Re-reading it, I see that it doesn't have a yes or no option; it basically screams we want your kid, and this is when we're getting him. "I thought the training didn't start until he turned thirteen. Doesn't this seem a little too soon?" My father questioned. Despite he himself having gone through the same training, he questioned everything and everyone. He had a better understanding to this life, and that made him one of the best soldiers there was. Standing

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SMILER-X
I love ur work keep it up
2023-01-17 22:03:44
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MarcyGPerez24
Filled with action and thriller
2022-10-11 07:02:08
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MarcyGPerez24
:0 Amazing how this turned out
2023-01-13 04:23:00
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55 Chapters

Accessing the very best

"Our goal is to initiate the very best soldiers, to protect our thriving society. After careful consideration, we've decided that your son, Jonathan Lee has met our standards and expectations. Please fill out the rest of the forms with the needed information and we'll get started right away." My mother beams at the letter, her hand on my head. At seven years old, I knew this was something big. I just couldn't fathom how. As she begins to excitedly talk to my father about it, I peek at the note some more. Re-reading it, I see that it doesn't have a yes or no option; it basically screams we want your kid, and this is when we're getting him. "I thought the training didn't start until he turned thirteen. Doesn't this seem a little too soon?" My father questioned. Despite he himself having gone through the same training, he questioned everything and everyone. He had a better understanding to this life, and that made him one of the best soldiers there was. Standing
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Our condolences...

"He is the one." The squad leader said, handing a chart to his boss. "You were able to determine that from just nine months of him being here?" she replied, going over the chart, doubt in her words. As she scanned through the pages, a frown formed on her face. "We're sure these numbers are correct? Do you test him again, and again?" "I did. Three times each." "Jesus, you could have killed him! He's only seven." "That's the thing, Boss; every time I tested him, he scored higher than the last. I don't know how that's possible but it is." She dropped the folder down on her desk, taking a seat. "You know what this means?" "He's too perfect to be a soldier...but he can be of use." She nodded, tapping her fingers against the desk. "You already have the letters, right?" "I have someone working on it as we speak." "Such a shame, such a shame. What a waste." "We are sorry to say that despite our very best trainers trying to impr
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The truth

10 years later...I pulled my hood up as I walked through the destroyed streets of Umbridge Town. My feet dragged against the cracked cement of the sidewalk, a hunched figure pattering along with me. Stopping, I felt my body shudder as I coughed, shoulders shaking with the nasty sound. The small person accompanying me stopped, placing their hand on my leg. I waved off their unspoken worry, my ears perking up at the sound of someone approaching us. Since the streetlamps were barely flicking on, lighting up the depressed sight of town, three figures emerged, throwing down their hoods, angry steel blue eyes boring into my own. Of course they'd appear; I was easy bait. The ringleader of the group stepped up, standing at 6 foot 3. He had a vest on that was unbuttoned, the color once light blue but so dirty it had turned gray. He had thick bands of muscle with faded bruises and almost healed scars, hair buzzed near to his scalp. I stared at his face, taking in his crooke
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The Markets

The Markets. The most dangerous place for anyone, especially if you're an orphaned girl under the age of eighteen. They're sold like livestock, and the worse part was they had close ties with the School. Celia was lucky to escape, finding solace with us down here. I'd tried my best to keep her away from me; I had to be responsible for myself, now a small kid was getting in the way of that. She'd been stubborn, seeking me out whenever she had the chance, showing off trinkets that were very impressive for someone her age. And after a while, I enjoyed her company. We were just two kids trying to survive against the odds that were given to us. And then she got homesick. Bad. She began to wander off to the Main City, always being brought back by one of the helper bots, or a concerned adult. Until one of the visitors noticed Celia's gloom, and decided to exploit it for his own benefit. His name had been Destry, a malnourished thirty-something year old. He'd been pass
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How her story starts off

I know I should be looking for Celia. But this journal has answers that to the questions I need. It's a diary, Lu's Mother's diary, and it starts off with her first pregnancy, the child before Lu. The dates are smudged, and I struggle to read her swirling letters, as she wrote in an old font that no longer exists. Cursive, I believe the word was. I traced the words with my fingers, trying to get them in the correct order, sounding out each letter until the proper word fits. Lu's Mother, Astra, was pregnant before Lu had been thought of. An older sister name Leah. She had been overjoyed, her husband even more so. The talk about the Tests putting a strain on the marriage. Astra's husband was harsh, forcing Leah to go through rigorous training by the time she was ten years old. She had tried to get him to calm down, but it was moot point; her husband was determined to make Leah into a perfect soldier by the time her 13th birthday came around. Not only that, bu
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The weak points of the System

The book was in my face as I took the stairs down to the lab, ignoring the mildew-like smell that came from the tunnel always being moist. Astra had managed to find out major things about Main City; it was different place to live due to the dome-like structure it had to present itself as what the Higher Ups wanted it to appear like. The sun wasn't real, the climates weren't even real, everything was just faked due to how they wanted to keep us brainwashed. A hidden memory surface in my mind, and then I read about something else that piqued my interests; certain glitches were made in the to see if they could single out the ones that were aware of what was going on around them. That's how they managed to find me at seven years old. It had been raining, when all of a sudden it stopped, the clouds disappearing a little quicker than I thought possible. I'd pointed it out to my Dad who had been distracted reading the news on his wristwatch. He'd looked up disinterested, and went
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More of us

I stare at her dumbfounded, my mouth a bit agape. She closes it, before smiling a bit. "You didn't think you were the only one that could escape despite having a Dead status, did you?" "I mean, at the time, I was seven when they found me, and did a whole bunch of experiments on like as if I was a guinea pig." I replied. "Did they enhance you though? Were you brought up to that level?" she asked, face lost in thought. "The needles? Did they inject me with something?" I asked, sounding more and more unsure. "Don't feel bad. To some they did, and some they didn't." she explained. The tic was back again, and I chewed on my lower lip, lost in thought. "By the way, my name is Nova." she said, with her hand extended out to me. "Jonathan." I replied, taking it and shaking her hand. "Well, Jonathan, get ready to meet a fellow Zomb." she said, as she got up from her seat, and walked away, gesturing for me to follow her.
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My backstory

Funny how my mouth went dry just as I'd finished the water. I ran a hand through my hair, sighing a bit. "Come on princess, you gonna start it or not?" Zomb asked, impatiently waiting. "So, it started when I was seven. I'd be taken from my home by the people who ran the Testing sites. They had me do a lot of physical activity; from running to lifting weights to jumping long distances. This went on for a year though they announced me dead to my parents six months into it." I replied bitterly, hands gripping the couch in a strong hold. "And then?" Zomb asked, but there was no malice in it. Almost like she could feel the impending traumas that I was about to reveal. Instead of answering, I rolled up my pants, all the way up over my knees, revealing scars that ran over both knees, done to my shins, and ankles. Nova covered her mouth in horror, Zomb staring at it thoughtfully. "They were satisfied with the paper results, so they started stealing samples." Zomb
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What now?

When we made it back from Zomb's home, we separated. Nova went back to the lab, and I went back to the bunker house. I collapsed on my bed, letting sleep take over, wishing it would be a dreamless sleep. I'm not that lucky though, and nightmares plague me, forcing me back to the Testing building. A bound woman sits in the chair, panic in her blue eyes. She switches from the woman they wanted me to kill, to my mother. When I refuse, they pick me up like a small child, and I scream, and try to fight back. They have me strapped down on the table, my head moving wildly around but that doesn't matter so as long as the doctor can have a good area of my arm strapped down to inject me. I feel it go in and I convulse, and panic, trying to yank away from the table, spit pooling in my mouth. I'mgoingtodiediedie- I sit up from the bed, coughing wildly, sweat pooling on my forehead, the sheets and blankets twisted around me. I throw them off to the floor, swinging my legs t
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New Girl

I nodded before I walked out from the lab, and Caia followed me, her footsteps quick and sure. She was short, 5'6, and seemed interested in everything, and I showed her around, careful with the others who ran around making a mess of everything. At one point, she pulled out a little notepad, jotting everything down with a pencil. I found this somewhat odd but kept my mouth closed as the area could be a bit confusing until you got the swing of things. "So, how long do you plan on standing here?" I asked here. "Not long. I have family back in Main City waiting for me. Worried about me." and her eyes go misty, doing that strange clicking noise. "What about you? What's your story?" She asked, glancing at me. I chose to ignore that question, a young boy running between us as the children played with one another. Caia seemed curious, looking at them as they ran. "This place...it's so different." She said thoughtfully. "And there's
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