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black out. I feel this instinctive sense. It’s so strong it pulls and takes over my whole body. All I feel, see, or want is to protect, and I do.
Especially, Zach and Stelle. I think that’s the only reason I would kill someone in my Clan. If Zach or Stelle was being threatened, they’re DEAD. End of story. I wouldn’t even mean to. It’s the Sense. It would control me. I wouldn’t have a choice.
Gosh, why am I being so depressing! Excuse me, I apologize.
So I told you we’re on our way to raid a Blood Farm. Hmmm… Maybe I should explain that too…
Well, after the Fall-Out (sounds cooler than Apocalypse, I mean we’re still here.) the Vampires took control of the government. Uncle Will talks about how great and wonderful America use to be. How it was the only place in the world a poor man could be president and a homeless man could become an actor. How Freedom was the base of everything.
I’m sorry to say it’s no longer like that. America is the Blood Farm capital of the world. Countries all over send Humans here to be raised, drained, bought, sold, hell Torched is a better word in my opinion. They put the humans in cells, big cages according to age groups and drain them daily. Some Humans live their whole lives like that, born and raised as animals. Uncle Will says if you’re put down your whole life, told your less, one day you start to believe it. He says they take something more than just the lives of Humans; they crush their spirits. A man without a spirit is a hollow shell left to walk earth until it’s days are over. That seems like a fate worse than death to me.
That’s why I’m amazed at how uncompassionate Vampires can be. Drew said something one day, when we were younger just starting to see the world and train. Uncle was telling us about Blood Farms giving us speeches. Drew stood up crying and yelling: “Why doesn’t someone do something! Why doesn’t someone stand up and stop it! It shouldn’t be up to a group of teenagers to save the world! Where the fuck are peoples souls! Don’t they feel!?” Uncle looked at him. “What do you suppose they do Drew? Fight a losing battle?” Drew looked disgusted. “I expect them to do more than sit by and watch it happen!!!” Uncle stared him down coldly. “They speak out they get killed. You know that just as well as I do. There’s nothing they can do.” Will opened his mouth, but it was Zane who spoke. “So what are you saying old man? We’re wasting out time? The bull y’all have been feeding us since birth is a lie?” Uncle turned to Zane, but Zach spoke first. “So, you’re saying there’s nothing to be done? We’re fools fighting a dead man’s war?” Uncle tuned to Zach, but Pan spoke. “Cause I don’t believe that.” Nevaeh spoke. “I’d rather be a fool than a coward!” I’d laughed. “Rather go out swinging, than with my tail between my legs.” Ever patient, quiet Estelle had spoken up then with the biggest grin on her face. “We’ve gotta die sometime, might as well die kicking ass.” Zach looked at her surprised, and we all laughed except Drew, who was still deadly serious. “We are going to do something. There’s no excuse for being a coward.” Isaac started clapping from the doorway. “Bravo.” Drew smiled then; he’s always craving Isaac’s approval. Uncle was smiling to my surprise. “Your passion rivals mine and at such a young age. One day, you’ll be unstoppable.” Zane laughed then. “I’d love to see them try.”
I got out of the car and slammed the door. We parked a ways from the building and started preparing.
“Check your weapons everyone. Tighten your pads. Zach fix your ankle brace.” Isaac said calmly
I nodded and made sure my gun was locked and loaded. I tightened my straps holding my Silver Kiss in place. (A silver kiss is a dumb-downed version of brass knuckle.) Vampires are allergic to silver, just so you know. It like eats their skin. Shoot one threw the heart or cut their heads off with silver, and they stay dead.
The only problem is: getting silver.
I checked my daggers. One in my boot, one up my sleeve, one on my belt, and a very small one triggered by a button on my bracelet, just in case. Being a Breaker gives me super speed and strength, plus my dark gift. But all the power
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Especially, Zach and Stelle. I think that’s the only reason I would kill someone in my Clan. If Zach or Stelle was being threatened, they’re DEAD. End of story. I wouldn’t even mean to. It’s the Sense. It would control me. I wouldn’t have a choice.
Gosh, why am I being so depressing! Excuse me, I apologize.
So I told you we’re on our way to raid a Blood Farm. Hmmm… Maybe I should explain that too…
Well, after the Fall-Out (sounds cooler than Apocalypse, I mean we’re still here.) the Vampires took control of the government. Uncle Will talks about how great and wonderful America use to be. How it was the only place in the world a poor man could be president and a homeless man could become an actor. How Freedom was the base of everything.
I’m sorry to say it’s no longer like that. America is the Blood Farm capital of the world. Countries all over send Humans here to be raised, drained, bought, sold, hell Torched is a better word in my opinion. They put the humans in cells, big cages according to age groups and drain them daily. Some Humans live their whole lives like that, born and raised as animals. Uncle Will says if you’re put down your whole life, told your less, one day you start to believe it. He says they take something more than just the lives of Humans; they crush their spirits. A man without a spirit is a hollow shell left to walk earth until it’s days are over. That seems like a fate worse than death to me.
That’s why I’m amazed at how uncompassionate Vampires can be. Drew said something one day, when we were younger just starting to see the world and train. Uncle was telling us about Blood Farms giving us speeches. Drew stood up crying and yelling: “Why doesn’t someone do something! Why doesn’t someone stand up and stop it! It shouldn’t be up to a group of teenagers to save the world! Where the fuck are peoples souls! Don’t they feel!?” Uncle looked at him. “What do you suppose they do Drew? Fight a losing battle?” Drew looked disgusted. “I expect them to do more than sit by and watch it happen!!!” Uncle stared him down coldly. “They speak out they get killed. You know that just as well as I do. There’s nothing they can do.” Will opened his mouth, but it was Zane who spoke. “So what are you saying old man? We’re wasting out time? The bull y’all have been feeding us since birth is a lie?” Uncle turned to Zane, but Zach spoke first. “So, you’re saying there’s nothing to be done? We’re fools fighting a dead man’s war?” Uncle tuned to Zach, but Pan spoke. “Cause I don’t believe that.” Nevaeh spoke. “I’d rather be a fool than a coward!” I’d laughed. “Rather go out swinging, than with my tail between my legs.” Ever patient, quiet Estelle had spoken up then with the biggest grin on her face. “We’ve gotta die sometime, might as well die kicking ass.” Zach looked at her surprised, and we all laughed except Drew, who was still deadly serious. “We are going to do something. There’s no excuse for being a coward.” Isaac started clapping from the doorway. “Bravo.” Drew smiled then; he’s always craving Isaac’s approval. Uncle was smiling to my surprise. “Your passion rivals mine and at such a young age. One day, you’ll be unstoppable.” Zane laughed then. “I’d love to see them try.”
I got out of the car and slammed the door. We parked a ways from the building and started preparing.
“Check your weapons everyone. Tighten your pads. Zach fix your ankle brace.” Isaac said calmly
I nodded and made sure my gun was locked and loaded. I tightened my straps holding my Silver Kiss in place. (A silver kiss is a dumb-downed version of brass knuckle.) Vampires are allergic to silver, just so you know. It like eats their skin. Shoot one threw the heart or cut their heads off with silver, and they stay dead.
The only problem is: getting silver.
I checked my daggers. One in my boot, one up my sleeve, one on my belt, and a very small one triggered by a button on my bracelet, just in case. Being a Breaker gives me super speed and strength, plus my dark gift. But all the power
Imprint
Text: Breanna Gillard
Images: Breanna Gillard
Editing: Brian McDowell
Translation: Google?
Publication Date: 02-04-2012
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