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Announced Dead 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
Announced Dead 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
Announced Dead 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
Announced Dead Back to where I once came from
Stress settles on my shoulders as I realize I must be responsible for not only myself, or Caia, but now Nova. And she was treating it like it was a trip. Val was no help but to be fair she had other things to worry about. And Nova admitted that she did have a way to hide my facial features from the cameras of Main City; I simply had to trust her. Which I did. Somewhat. And then Nova insisted that one person DID have to come with us; the person that didn't want any part of this whatsoever; Zomb. I'm going to be honest, I couldn't see how much help she would be, since she detested both since everything that she had gone through. Another thing was she rarely left her room, Nova would either have to use magic to get her out or something else. Caia didn't really seem to care who all went as long as we were going. Every time Nova spoke, Caia's face went blank, and she'd click her tongue, bored. Nova tried her best to ignore her, but I could tell she was having dif
Announced Dead Part II: Celia
"The world is cruel, and takes and takes and takes. It's when you realize that you have nothing left to take, that you realize they will figure out how to take more."- M.G. Perez Celia has metal canines in her mouth. They click when she closes her mouth, and shine when she flashes them at any light. She hates them. When they first inserted them in her mouth, yanking out four perfectly good teeth, and placed them in, her cheeks swelled up, and instead of looking intimidating, she looked like a chipmunk with chubby cheeks for a week. And when the swelling went down, she picked at the canines, wishing she could yank them out with her fingers. She soon realized she couldn't, when they began to monitor her more closely, they being the scientists. They keep Celia in a dog kennel cage made for Great Danes. It's big enough for her to walk around, and sleep on her side. A small hole is in the corner of the cage where she can relieve herself, and flimsy toilet paper on the side. But lik
Announced Dead The life she leads now
Dr. Rogers deemed her ready for the missions. It had been three weeks since the enhancements had been added to Celia. As he was drawing up her anatomy, and then her bone structure, heels clicked against the floor. He didn't need to turn to know who it was, but she didn't say anything, until he zoomed out on the bone footage of Celia. "What do you want, Astra?" he asked, pulling out his tablet from the charger, and typing some notes in it. "She won't make it, you know." Astra said, her blonde hair with gray streaks braided to the side. She wears the usual lab coat, black shirt tucked under gray dress pants and white heels. Her steel gray eyes were cold and hard, lines appearing on her face. Dr. Rogers always admired that she had never decided to partake in cosmetic surgery. She was aging perfectly, and in another life, he would try to court her. However, he still suspected she had something to do with Lu being able to escape. He didn't care what the Courts
Announced Dead Hunting spree
When she trains, she remembers how at first she didn't like to kill. How the people that came in, despite the crimes they committed, she wished no harm on them, especially from her. But now when they have her do it, she goes into a trance, pushing the real her into the farther corners of her mind. Nothing really snaps her out of it; not even the splashing of warm blood on her face if she isn't careful. She stretched her arms out, taking even breaths as the new enemy appeared into her observation room. It was more of a gym, secluded from the rest of the people, with a onew way mirror glass lining up all around it. Sometimes, the scientists watched her form the other side, making sure she never hesitated to give the killing blow. She almost never did. This time though, they had her doing something different. They placed on an adhesive glove with small pockets at the fingertips. She looked at one of the people that were placing it on in confusion; they were
Announced Dead Healing stage
They lift Celia up like she's a sack of meat, her skin peeling off into the Handler's gloved hands. She cries out, and bares her canines, but they have her muzzled, the manacles dragging her out of the tub. Using a chain that connects her manacles to is, she's tossed on a metal table. It's agony to lay down, the texture of the blanket rubbing her slow healed body. A doctor walks in, holding a needle that glistens in the distance, and Celia's eyes widen in horror. It is the biggest fucking needle she had ever seen. If she fights, it will hurt. If she doesn't move, she will get a giant shot inserted in her arm. She cries, the salt in her tears hurting her face. The doctor shows no emotion as she plunges the needle into Celia's arm, a sudden cold feeling spreading throughout Celia's entire body. Numbness creeps along, and an exhaustion overcomes her. She closes her eyes, and sleeps. "What have you done?" A voice says, making her eyes open. She's not sure if she's awake or asleep, b
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