Celia had made it down to overlook the others making food for the entire group. Rations were divided evenly, and the smell made her mouth water. The cooks, Tessa, Jericho, and Lynn, were busy preparing cooked meats, toasted bread, and placing out water bottles around the carved lunch table. Celia talked and smile to the others, though, the gesture foreign on her. She'd been trapped at the Markets for who knows how long, and now just trying to behave normally was...strange. She took a seat, not wanting to bother Jonathan and Nova, and began to eat her food with her fingers. The meat was delicous, thoroughly cooked with a smoky taste, the bread slightly burnt. Celia finished off her plate, belly full as she stared off lazily into the horizon. To be honest, Celia preferred life like this instead of the city. The only sounds here were better than the busy streets. And she didn't feel the need to constantly look over her shoulder. If her life was like this for
When the camp is destroyed, they pack up what they can, and move forward. Their hostage is bound and gagged, being tied with a rope that's connected to her belt loop, and she's dragged along. Twice, Celia catches Jonathan looking back at the hostage with no expression on his face. Nova elbows him, and points forward. It's starting to piss Celia off. She hangs back, grabbing the rope from Tessa, and walking over to where Jonathan is at. There's nothing in his eyes when she hands the rope to him. "Walk her if you're so concerned." she says calmly, and even Nova is stunned into silence. Jonathan doesn't take the rope though, and Celia wiggles the end of it to him, waiting. She clicks her tongue, and hands the rope back to Tessa, snapping her fingers to make the others move forward. This time, Jonathan doesn't dare to look where the hostage is at, staring straight ahead. Celia might be a monster for what she had pulled but it was nothing compare
Tomaz has Nova who has now gone uncincious in his arms. He flaps his long wings, flying straight up, before going in a straight line. Celia waits a couple seconds to see if he'll turn back to say that the air has the same effect in the sky as the ground, but he never does. She motions to the group to keep walking, Tessa draggin the hostage. At this point, Celia considers just abandoning the girl. She's as good as dead here in the chemically filled city, no use in dragging around a corpse. Just as Celia was going to give the order to abandoned the hostage, something in the distance caught her attention. A dart embedded into the side of Tessa, causing her to drop to the floor instantly. Celia ducked down, ordering the others to watch out for stray darts as more continued to rain down on them. Jonathan darted forward and grabbed Celia by her forearm, swears coming out of his mouth. As they ran, she made sure to usher the others ahead of her. Her body was more immun
Astra's POV:The boy had crossed a line. Astra swiped at her hair from her eyes, stomping angrily in the van. Her shoes clicked, and the van stopped back at HQ. Dr. Rogers was still gone. He had gotten out from the meeting with the Higher Ups and promptly disappeared. No one knew where he was, including Astra. But she wasn't worried about that for the moment. The boy. That was her biggest concern. Somehow he had known about Lu, enough to bring her up in this moment for their chance to escape. Astra slammed her palm against the inner wall of the van, pressing her fingernails in the stopper of the tube in her pocket. Celia's own personal trigger scent. She should have used it then. But the shock had glued to the ground. Squeezing the little test tube, she glared out through the front window. She wouldn't hesitate the next time.Celia's POVExhaustion is what made her black out. After everyone was accounted for, she didn't go to where they had
Celia's POV When she awakens, it's to the sound of screams being heard. Celia is up in a flash, throwing off the blankets from her body, the screams not that far from her. It's Jonathan, and it looks like he's fighting a strange creature thing. Something about it looks familiar to Celia, but she wastes no time as she feels her body already moving, her silver fangs snapping in warning, a growl emitting from the center of her chest. The creature overpowers Jonathan, and he's on his back. Celia jumps, colliding with the creature, causing it to fall face forward, as Jonathan scrambles back. Celia is ready to kill it, yanking the creature's head in an odd angle, when a shout catches her attention. "It's Nova!" Jonathan screams, and Celia strikes the back of Nova's head, causing her tor crumble, and black out. There is not a time for peace around here. Celia has Tessa tying Nova up the way they had their hostage, Nova's mouth firmly gagged. Tomza looks startled at the sight of Nova
Celia's POVShe has been overthinking. Nova hasn't gotten better. It's like instead of her body rejecting the process, it has amplified her humanity. Which makes no sense. Her mouth froths as she tries to fight off the rope that keeps her tied to Tessa, the gag almost slipping off. Jonathan always looks worried, and each time Celia is alone with Nova, Jonathan isn't too far away. He probably thinks I'll kill her, she thought, and honestly...she had considered it. Nova didn't act like herself, hell, she didn't even look like herself, and she seemed to lose her words. She made feral, angry sounds, always close to biting off the finger of Tessa when it was time to eat. And it would be an act of mercy, rather than a fight to survive type of situation. But Jonathan looked after Nova stubbornly, refusing to even consider it. As Celia wandered, her eyes scanned the area with a sense of wariness. It was best to not get too comfortable really anywhere. As long as th
Astra's POVShe was losing her mind as she sat in the usual meet up, an old time cigarette dangling from her fingers. The smoke calmed her, and she took her time with it, knowing that this old time thing had costed a fortune since it was something no longer made. Sometimes, old was good, even better than new. In the thicket of nowhere, Astra sat in a wood cabin that was so old, it slanted on it's side. No source of technology was in it, and no electricity for that matter either. This was a safe little place of nowhere away from prying eyes, and her work. A bird sounded then, the call stark, and sharp, and Astra sat up straight, crushing the cigaretter under her heel. A few moments later, quiet steps sounded, and a figure landed in the seat next to Astra. "You're getting better at that. But I still heard you at the last moment." Astra commented, sliding a cup of lemonade to her guest. "If you were my enemy, you wouldn't even know what hit you." the guest replied
Celia's POV Celia decides to let Tessa have a break. After all, she's also a highly skilled hunter. And someone needs to watch over Jonathan, as something in her told her that he had no experience whatsoever. But who knows, he could always surprise her. At the news, Jonathan's face falls, and he walks up to Celia. She can tell that he's nervous about her being alone with Nova, but she promises no harm will come unto her-at least from Celia anyway. She can't really speak for the damage Nova does for herself. As they depart early in the morning, Celia sits across from Nova who's asleep on her back. Her arms are in front of her, bounded by rope, her ankles tied together. Nova twitches, and groans, before opening her eyes and snarling at Celia. It makes Celia feel like her hackles are raised, and she snarls back, flashing her metal canines at the girl. Nova blinks, sitting up then, as she scoots herself to the closest tree, a growl rumbling from her. Celia can't re
The country Anthem was founded in the year 2099, after the collapse of the British Empire. Due to several wars that had been breaking out, an uneasy truce forming. Though famous for their trades, their science was blossoming, advanced technology coming out almost every year. Until they caught wind of what was going on in Main City. Instead of being appalled, they were intrigued, dipping into the funds for Anthem's cities building being put into purchasing young children, and being wired to their desire. Secretly, they were being sold off into distance countries used as either bodyguards or assasins needed for shady governments. Some were even experimented enough to be kept as pets. Once the animal DNA came into play, they did whatever they wanted to those poor chidlren. Until an escape was planned and half of them went missing. Now, catching the attention of a certain team, Anthem's most ugliest secrets are coming into the light. And
Rumors have been going on around a country not far from Main City. Anthem. A prosperous country with even more advanced technology-and even more secrets hidden within the Capital Tower. Children and young teens are going missing. The Officers are coming up empty handed, but even they cannoy deny something strange is going on over there. And that's where Celia and her team come in. Contacted by Anthem's leading lady Saoirise Renn, she's desperate to get some answers and hopefully get the children back home safe and sound. Something is taking the children. Someone has plans. Celia and her teammates are determined to take down the kidnappers.Jonathan's POVTruthfully, I don't want Celia and the others to join in on this mission. Not that I don't need them; more of a I want them to lead as much normal lives as possible back home. Their childhood has been taken from them; they don't need to witness the disaster in another country. But I know when we're
Jonathan's POVWe're in the main building of Main City. The cameras are facing us, and the smallest groups of kids that I've seen. The survivors. They are the only ones that made, desperate to stay alive, and be reunited with their families. But after everything that's happened, they look like empty shells of what they use to be. It's Celia who's talking into the cameras; the feed is being shown to every available screen in the city. She looks more like an adult than the child she is, and I feel a wave of sadness. "We have no government, and we have no one to lead us. The time to choose what we do and how we do it is now. We ask that each person vote on someone they trust to be the leaders. No one that approved of the Testing trials, or experimenting on children may enter." and when she says this part, there's fire in her eyes, as if she's daring them to do it. "We're on our own now." she says, as the cameras cut out. Several months later...I wake up sore fr
Astra's POVThe hurt in her chest is what makes her go through the ruins of her old office. A keycode there would fix all her problems.She limped, touching the tender spot on her head, feeling a wave of dizziness hitting her. She needed to grip her broken down desk for support. Opening the drawers, she found it at the very bottom, still glued after all this time. Perfect. Pressing the buttons with the numbers she had remembered by heart, the keypad pinged, before going green, the walls sliding down and exposing another room. Lights flicked on one by one, and at the end of the hallway protected by a glass case was exactly what she was looking for, They will all pay. She walked forward, and made slow steps to the concotion that had started it all. This had been the very first testing of the product, one that had long ago been perfected. And she was going to take it. Shattering the glass case, and grabbing it in her hand, she rolled up her coat sleeve,
Jonathan's POV"Did you kill her?" I asked when we grouped up with the others. Celia takes her time looking at me, shaking her head side to side, before looking back at the ground. It's a small bit of comfort after all; that is Lu's mother, someone that we know and is within the group. "Did you find her uncle?" I ask, Tomaz, Nova, and Tessa making sure we weren't followed. We have no idea if Lu is going to join us or not, but I still think we should wait just in case she changes her mind. Celia cocks her head to the side, as if she's listening in on the distance, and then relaxes. "Her brother is in a different country, a small place called Aponeal. He has no memory of the life over here." she stops, looking unsure as if she should keep talking. "Yes?" Nova asks gently. "He has a family. And a daughter the same age as me. He has his own life. Why can't she be happy that he's happy, even if it's away from her?" Celia asked, glaring at her shoes. "It's co
Astra's POVIn the end, when the bodies were stuffed in body bags, Astra felt nothing. Just the usual craving for a cigarette. It was the only thing she felt besides nothing. The worst part about her craving, was that it wouldn't be fufilled. She didn't want to go to the unmarked land, and search through old stores for what she wanted. They probably weren't that good anyway. So there she stood, feeling nothing but that annoying craving. When the ceremony is said and done, Astra wanders off to the Rejects and Runaways. Some are trying to hold her hand, and thank her. Others call her the angel of justice. Most don't come up to her; they probably fear her which she is okay with. She sees one of the oldest of the groups standing off to the side, graying brown hair braided down her back. The woman gives Astra a curt nod, and Astra heads over to her, noticing that Lu is still not among them. "Have you seen my daughter?" Astra asks quietly, making it look like they're j
It feels like they've been warped back in time, as the las tliving Higher Ups stand there with nooses around their necks, flimsy chairs underneath them. Astra thought about having their face covered, but she didn't want to miss the fear in their eyes as they realized that their life was going to end. She raised her eyes to the crowd, bowing as they cheered, some booing. Officers were crowding the front, and she held out her arms, and spoke into the mic. "Welcome everyone, to the once in a lifetime show!"Jonathan's POVWe're running fast down the halls, Lu leading the way. I've managed to recover by eating a lot of food, and chugging some water from a cafeteria we passed by. There's not any Officers waiting to ambush us, and I wonder where everyone is at, when Lu disappears down a hall. I follow, noting that this is a dead end, and I glance around, searching for some sogn of where she went. A pebble hits my ear, and I grab at it, noticing that a painting is
Jonathan's POVWhen I wake up, I'm strapped down on a hospital bed, the room spinning. An I.V is in my arm, pumping me with liquids-or drugs. I'm alone, feeling sicker and sicker the more I move my head around. At one point, movement catches my eye, and a figure stands at the edge of my bed, reaching out for me. "Who are you?" I say out loud. I sound drunk when I speak. "You're safe." The voice says, turning around and walking out of the door. My head leans back, and I fight off the nausea. I need water, I need these restraints off, I nedd something. I pull my arms, and legs, feeling the leather bite into my skin, and my stomach rolls. I lurch upward as I try to expel the contents of my stomach. There's nothing, so I make loud dry heaving noises, spit landing on my blankets. The door opens, and someone walks in, making a disgusted sound. I know that voice, though I hadn't heard it in a while; she steps closer into the light, confirming my train
The truth is what broke them. Lootings, and havoc began. The middle and poor to break into the homes of the rich, taking their food, and value. Theu took objects, shoving the people that were still in their homes into their basements, and locking them away. "Down with the System! Down with the Testings! Down with the Systems!" They chanted, swinging their fists in the air, and screaming at one another. They are not fighting one another; they simply attack the rich, and steal the objects. Drones with cameras fly by, but no Officers are on the scene. They're all with Astra, who still continues to play her little game with the Higher Ups. No one is coming to help. Businesses are getting destroyed, people running for their lives. A finely dressed woman stands in between a random man, and her daughter, a the man holding a knife as he points at the jewlery on the little girl. "People of Main City, may I have your attention?" the screens ask, and for a mome