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Unnamed - Prologue

Prologue

    Almost a century ago, the Earth began to die. A chemical spill polluted the air, causing the unlucky ones to fall ill and quickly began to rid the world of living beings. The water became unsafe to drink for anyone and anything. Wildfires sparked due to the chemicals in the air, leaving most of the Earth charred. Humans were forced to move to underground bunkers anywhere they could to avoid the air and fires.
    Moving underground forced all nations to convene a meeting on the issues at hand. In the end, the final verdict was to move the people to outer space to live on multiple space stations. Some countries were opposed to the idea, calling the others cowards. Most of the countries (such as Haiti, Bangladesh, Cambodia, Afghanistan, Rwanda, Liberia, Tanzania, and many more) didn’t have the funds to create their new homes and, as much as they wanted to leave, were forced to endure the filthy air. Thes
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Endgame-Ch.1
Vanna Hunt
September 4
Grand Central Station
1534 hours

The train station is filled with people. My older brother Luke, donned in his Marines uniform, pushes through the crowd, holding my hand tightly as he weaves through the sea of people. He was supposed to have seen his commanding officer about an hour ago, but he said I needed to be on a train before he could leave me and since his commanding officer is our father, he knew that this was the best thing to do to keep me safe and that dad would understand if he doesn’t report right away.
Just hours ago, a nationwide state of emergency was announced, talking urgently about a virus outbreak across the country and into some parts of Mexico and Canada. Airports and marinas have been shut down to help prevent the spread of the disease. The news anchor said that the early symptoms of this virus are vomiting blood and migraines. No one’s died of the disease, at least not yet. The woman said that the safest quarantine in th
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Paper Hearts-Ch.7
Jeremy and I reached the boardwalk festival and paid for our paper bracelets to get into it. Well, he actually paid for both of ours. I offered to pay for my own, but he wouldn't have it. Since he seemed to be just as stubborn as I was, I just crossed my arms and let him do whatever. When he paid we headed into the semi-crowded fair. Jeremy stopped me once we got past the admittance booth and put the bracelet on my left wrist, and I put his bracelet on him.
Once we were done and threw out the sticker paper, he looked at me with a small smile playing at the edges of his lips. Part of me wondered what they felt like when they were pressed to my own, the other part wondered if he ever did stop smiling.
The sun was setting behind the rides, casting an odd shadow against his cheekbones. I lifted the camera and took a picture of him. After I snapped the photo did he actually do his full-teeth smile. I looked at the picture when it came out of the Polaroid and smiled when the light leak did h
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Prodigy-Ch.6
~Shane~
I wake up on the shore of a desolate beach. I sit up and look around, confused. How did I get here? Then, everything hits me. Shooting Charlene to help Beca, betraying my father to show Beca that I'm on her side, to show her that she can trust me.
Anxious, I stand up and frantically look around. "Beca!" I start shouting her name, hoping that she's nearby. "Beca, where are you? Please, answer me! Beca!" Against the smooth texture of the sand, I see an unusual lump washing up on the shoreline. I run to it, and find that it's her.
I look up at the sky. The moon is rising, so the tides are getting higher. I finally reach her and carry her up onto the beach. I place two fingers against her neck, feeling the steady beat of her pulse and breathe a sigh of relief. She's alive...
I gently shake her, "Beca, wake up. Please, open your eyes." Nothing. "Beca..."
I lay her flat against the ground and start pumping her chest with my fists. "You are not dying on me! Rebeca! Wa
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Prodigy-Ch.5
~Beca~
Cool wind hits my face. I look around and realize we're on the roof of the facility. Far off to my right, I hear waves crashing. Then, it's brine water smell hits me.
This is the first time I've been outside in nine years. There's a small window in my cell, but not much of a breeze comes in and it's far too small for me to fit through it.
I take a moment to let my body take in the fresh air. I  close my eyes and lift my face to the sky. Momentarily, I forget where I am, what I'm doing, who I'm with. It all just fades away.
"Beca," I hear. I look at the boy. His gray orbs gaze into my hazel ones. "We have to go. Now." He tugs on my arm and starts walking. I follow him before stopping again. I listen carefully. "What is it?"
"Shh," I hold a finger to my lips. Suddenly, the doors we just exited from burst open and men in black uniforms, the same uniform that the boy is wearing, and they surround us. The boy gets a firm grip on my wrist and we run towards the e
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Prodigy-Ch.4
~Shane~
I stand in the room as a guard on the opposite side of the one-way mirror next to the door, a gun in my grasp. I look through the glass at Audrey Shaw and watch her as she fiddles with the slim bracelet on her tiny wrist and takes small sips of her coffee.
The director of this facility fiddles with knobs on a soundboard so that we can clearly hear Audrey and the other girl, Beca, talk. Off to the side, two of the researchers talk about what to do with Beca after her meeting with this woman.
Just then, the door opens and Beca and Miss Winthrop enter. Audrey seems startled by their appearance. I watch her then, Beca, and see the anger relay on her slender face.
"Rebeca-" Charlene starts, but she cuts her off. That's when I see that one of her cheeks is darker than the other one. Did Beca hit her? Or did she simply run into something? The latter seems highly unlikely.
After Charlene leaves, I watch her sit across from Audrey. You could practically see her a
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Prodigy-Ch.3
~Beca~
We finally stop at a door, one that was different from all the others. The door was still made of metal, but there was a narrow window above the door handle. Next to the door was a small keypad. Charlene punches in four numbers, 0923, and I hear a small click. We walk into the room, which strongly reminds me of an interrogation room. There's a mirror on the far side of the room, which I would bet is one-way glass, and a table with two chairs. One chair is filled. A young woman sits in the chair with brown hair and hazel eyes, flecked with green and gold, much like my own. My inherent hair is a shade darker than hers, but it's nonetheless brown. She sees me and smiles, but it doesn't reach her eyes. I narrow my eyes at her.
"Rebeca, this is-" I cut off Charlene.
"It's Beca."
She gives me another one of her famous hard stares. "Beca. This is Audrey Shaw." I sit down the seat across from her when Charlene clears her throat. "I'll be out in the hall if you need anyt
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Prodigy-Ch.2
~Beca~
I remember when I had first attempted to escape this hell hole. Just before my fourteenth birthday, my escorts were taking me to see one of the major scientists, Dr. Riley. He's usually the one to perform all of my genetic changes within my DNA.
We were almost to the large metal doors when I decided to feign sickness and I dropped to the floor. One of my escorts leaned down to help me up when I quickly turned and kicked him in stomach as hard as I could. He doubled over, caught off guard. My other escort grabbed a hold of my ankle and that's when I twisted my body, brought my leg around and kicked him in the face. I took their handguns and ran down the hall, away from the examination room, away from Dr. Riley.
I had barely turned a corner from my escorts when the entire facility went into lockdown mode. Sirens blared throughout the premises and I recognized Dr. Riley's voice through the intercom: "Do not let her escape." His words had echoed throughout my head,
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Prodigy-Ch.1
~Shane~
I had stood outside the door to the examination room with my father, the head of the research facility. Inside the room with its metal double doors was a girl; she was eight years old, and I had turned ten a few days back.
"Someday," my father started, "you'll be head of this facility. Of course, I'll be gone."
"Dad, what are you doing with her?" I asked.
He looked down at me, his gray eyes showing no hint of emotion. "This girl is special, my son. You'll understand one of these days." Then, he turned on his heel and walked down the narrow hallway, his shoes echoing off of the walls.
I turned my gaze from him to the door of the laboratory. That's when a flash of light came and then a bloodcurdling scream reached me through the door. Instinctively, I had thrown my small body against the door, hoping to help the girl on the other side, but it was no use. They were locked securely shut. I banged my fists against the door, screaming for the people to stop torturing
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Paper Hearts-Ch.6
I got to the food court and saw Jeremy before he saw me. I stood there for a minute and just looked at him. Over the food court is a skylight, and the sun was just peeking through the clouds, making a spotlight of sunshine right where he was sitting. The sunlight turned his dirty blonde hair a golden color, making it look like he had a halo, and somehow, him looking like that made my stomach flutter with butterflies.
He finally noticed me, smiled and waved me over to him. When I got to the small table he was sitting at, I realized he had two smoothies, one sitting in front of him, the other across the table where I was standing. I placed my tote bag on the back of the chair and sat down, taking a sip of the smoothie. Strawberry banana. My favorite. I eyed him suspiciously and put the cup down.
"Scott helped me out a bit," he admitted sheepishly. I nodded in understanding.
"So, now that you lured me out here, is this the part where I find out that you're a serial killer and that you're
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Paper Hearts-Ch.5
Every day, minus weekends, I work a part-time job at F.Y.E., an entertainment store at the mall. Sometimes, the manager will have me work the cash register, other times she'll have me re-organize the merchandise.
Today happened to be the day she had me do the merchandise and take inventory and whatnot when I accidentally knocked over a pile of Pink Floyd CD's. I got down to pick them up when someone came over to help me with them. His hands swiftly and smoothly stacked them in a pile and he handed me them. "Here," he said. Within that one word, I recognized his voice.
I looked up at him and found myself staring into Jeremy's eyes. I snatched the pile of CD's from him and stood up. He was on his feet at the same time I was. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
He clutched his heart dramatically. "Oh, Sierra, you're wounding me." I smiled a bit. "I came to remind you of our date."
I crossed my arms. "Today?" He nodded. "But I'm working right now." He shrugged.
"When do you get out?" He as
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Paper Hearts-Ch.4
The next day when my long time best friend and cousin Scott Pearce picked me up so that we could drive to school, I asked him about Jeremy, since they sat and joked together at lunch.
"What do you know about Jeremy Croft?" I asked bluntly.
He didn't take his hazel eyes off the road, for obvious reasons, but he did make a strange face. "Why? Did he do something to you?"
"Not really, but I ran into him at the restaurant last night," I said, leaving out the part where he's been pretty much flirting with me, even though he knows nothing about me. But since Scott has known me since we were born, he knew I was leaving parts out.
"Okay, spill it. Is he bothering you?" he asked. I knew the tone that he was using well. He used to handle the kids that picked on me in elementary school on the playground, and he stood up for me back in middle school when people noticed I started wearing contacts to hide my heterochromia. The tone he used blatantly asked, "Do I need to punch someone out for you?"
I
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Paper Hearts-Ch.3
To be completely honest, between the time that I threw Jeremy's stupid flower back at him at lunch to the time I finished my homework around four thirty, I hadn't stopped thinking about Jeremy Croft. I kept thinking of ways to apologize for my unnecessary behavior in the hallway, but then it occurred to me: why does this matter so much? It's just Jeremy Croft, not the Queen of England.
While I was laying on the couch, channel surfing, my dad walked in and stood right in my view of the TV. He had an oddly happy look on his face.
"What happened?" I asked, a skeptical look on my face.
"I got a raise at work, so tonight, we're going out for dinner," he announced excitedly. I kid you not when I say he was like a little puppy that got a new chew toy for Christmas. Just then, my mom walked in, her brown hair hanging around her face in a glossy curtain.
"C'mon, Sierra, this'll be fun," she encouraged, "We'll even go to your favorite restaurant." By that point, I finally got up, went into my ro
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Paper Hearts-Ch.2
After gym, since there was ten minutes left of class, I took a shower to get rid of the sweat on my body. I got out and dried myself off and put my clothes back on. When I went to pick up my backpack, another flower was lying on top of it. I gritted my teeth and snatched my bag off the floor, the flower fluttering like a bird to the ground.
Leaving the flower, I stormed out of the girls' locker room and went to my locker. When I got there, Jeremy was leaning against it. I narrowed my eyes at him. As usual, he smiled at me, ignoring that fact that I hated his entire being.
"What do you want?" I asked impatiently when I reached him.
"Nice to see you, too, sunshine," he said.
"Don't call me that, and get off of my locker."
He stepped away from it and I hastily opened it, taking books out of my backpack and shoving them onto the shelf.
"Who's that?" Jeremy asked. He was referring to the one picture I have on the inside of the locker door. The picture is of me, with my dark hair slightly hi
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Paper Hearts-Ch.1
"The love is a sound we can not hear, yet, within our hearts, it's as loud as thunder. It's a word we can not speak, although, it is branded upon our very souls."
I never believed in true love. I thought it was only for the pretty people in our society and I just knew that it would never find me. My mother is beautiful, with her brown hair and green eyes flecked with gold. My father is epitome of black hair and blue eyes. Together, they make the most perfect couple you could ever imagine.
Then there's me, with my black hair and my eye disorder. I have heterochromia iridum, which means my eyes are two completely different colors. My right eye is green and my left eye is blue. My father's mother, my grandmother, also had this disorder and she's the person I had inherited it from.
I always thought of my heterochromia as ugly and strange. I labeled myself as a freak despite the comments people made about my eyes.
In english class one day, our teacher, Miss Bradford, made us think ab
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    So I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing rn. I've actually been checking my dA more often lately but I didn't submit anything until a few minutes ago. I've been writing a shit ton but I haven't posted any of it anywhere mostly bc I feel like I'm too small here for anyone to really notice the work that I put into my novels and whatnot, and I don't mean for that to sound depressing, I'm just being genuine. 
   I might submit more of the space novel that I'm working on currently if the prologue actually gets good feedback and whatnot, but for the time being, I'm just going to continue to work on it and submit whatever I can later. 
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Prologue


    Almost a century ago, the Earth began to die. A chemical spill polluted the air, causing the unlucky ones to fall ill and quickly began to rid the world of living beings. The water became unsafe to drink for anyone and anything. Wildfires sparked due to the chemicals in the air, leaving most of the Earth charred. Humans were forced to move to underground bunkers anywhere they could to avoid the air and fires.
    Moving underground forced all nations to convene a meeting on the issues at hand. In the end, the final verdict was to move the people to outer space to live on multiple space stations. Some countries were opposed to the idea, calling the others cowards. Most of the countries (such as Haiti, Bangladesh, Cambodia, Afghanistan, Rwanda, Liberia, Tanzania, and many more) didn’t have the funds to create their new homes and, as much as they wanted to leave, were forced to endure the filthy air. These countries weren’t happy with their fate, but some decided they needed to do something about the pollution. They came to the conclusion that they needed to find a way to get rid of it all and dedicated their lives to finding the solution.
    The nations that were forced to stay made a deal with the others. When it was announced that they were pooling funds to create these space stations, the people were given a choice: stay and help create a solution to the chemical spills or leave to live full, albeit different, lives. Surprisingly, a good portion of people decided to stay to help in any way that they could. These people had hope in their hearts, saying that maybe eventually, the Earth could be liveable again for everyone. They all had the same mindset that they were building a new world for future generations.
    The rest of the countries that could inhabit space built allegiances with other nations to create one space station for their people to live on in harmony, such as the US, Canada and Greenland. The countries in Northern Europe merged as well as Southern, Eastern and Central Europe. Very few nations decided that they were better off alone, such as Russia, China, Japan, France, and Australia.
    Years later, scientists made incredible history by sending shuttles with the first groups of humans to live in space. Starting out was difficult for most. The laws weren’t very different from how they were on Earth, but new laws were enacted.
    Families aren’t allowed to have more than two children per household to create population control due to oxygen levels. If a woman ends up having twins after having a first child already, the youngest child is to be taken away. If the woman willingly has more than two children, the child is taken away and she is sentenced to an execution. Once their children reach the age of 18, they are to take a mandatory test and based on their answers, they are assigned their careers.
    A certain amount of rations are given out to each family that will last them the week. Stealing any more than what they are given is a punishable crime unless they are under 18; if that be the case, then they are put in holding cells until they become of age, then they are to be put on trial.
    Our lives are a little more barbaric than everyone thought it would be, but there’s order to help keep this new world sustainable. There’s peace now, which is way more than anyone could ever ask for back on Earth, or as we call it now, the Black Planet.
Unnamed - Prologue
Alrighty, so I don't have a title for this piece yet, hence the reason it's called Unnamed. But once I do figure out a title for it, I'll try to remember to come back to edit it, I make no promises though.

But for now, enjoy my rough draft 
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    So I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing rn. I've actually been checking my dA more often lately but I didn't submit anything until a few minutes ago. I've been writing a shit ton but I haven't posted any of it anywhere mostly bc I feel like I'm too small here for anyone to really notice the work that I put into my novels and whatnot, and I don't mean for that to sound depressing, I'm just being genuine. 
   I might submit more of the space novel that I'm working on currently if the prologue actually gets good feedback and whatnot, but for the time being, I'm just going to continue to work on it and submit whatever I can later. 
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this is mae btw, just so you know, i don't use dA but I use skype

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hee we haven't talked in like..a  year.. 
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You know French??? YOU'VE BEEN LYING TO ME THIS WHOLE TIME?

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I know limited French lol and the comment was me saying to find me on Omegle, but my laptop was being stupid
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