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If given the chance to expose one of the three letter organization's In the us, would you do it?


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The Outcast

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On Saturday April 1, a group of ex CIA agents leaked top secret information to the public. Charged with treason, they are on the run and no one can be trusted.
 
Nearly two weeks since the group of former CIA agents had become fugitives, on the run from the very government they had sworn to serve and gone through training to become agents. He wasn't sure what had happened to the rest of the group that had helped leak top secret info to the public but the young man who had been running and hiding knew that the sentence for treason was death...and he had no desire or wish to die. He remembered one of the men, Lucas, but hadn't seen the man or the others since...in fact he couldn't even remember where he'd left the others or if they had escaped at the same time he did...the days blended into weeks and it was hard to remember...he coldnt even remember what it was they had uncovered and leaked to the public. Perhaps...perhaps if he found the others...then maybe...maybe they could help.

The day was overcast, dark clouds rolling in on the breeze and the man shuddered as a clap of thunder sounded over head, the clouds releasing their stored water in the form of rain as lighting flashed and thunder boomed. In the thunderstorm that had sprang up out of the blue, a young man whom went by the code name Zenith staggered towards a bench and sat down, his lungs feeling like they were on fire and about to burst out of his chest as he took a breather. He wasn't sure where he was going to go or how to find the others...would they come to him or would they meet up somewhere? He wished he knew where somebody was that he could trust but even with the others...could he trust them?

The bench he had come across and was now sitting upon was in a shadowy aclove of a church in the middle of town, some trees sheltering the area, a fountain in the middle of the grounds and a cemetary...there was always a cemetary at a church. The church itself was nothing impressive, a white stone building with a place for a bell...though he couldn't begin to say what the stone was made of. Limestone maybe that had been whitewashed for all he knew. The Outcast The Outcast
 
Mike(or lucas) had ben running for two weeks, but it seemed that the government always knew where he was, from the bosten port to the city of L.A. it pissed him off that he could not live in a normal home ever again. But at the same time every now knew what the cia was doing. He was now in just out side a town, but he couldn't remember what state he was in, maybe Illinois? It didnt matter if any of them where found, they would die. He was in deep thought when he entered town. It was raining so he wasn't likely to be spotted by anyone unless they came close. Mike saw a church maybe a block away and walk to it. Seeking shelter inside as his body shivered and water dripped in a puddle from he decided to sit. A connor about 10 feet from a window. He now began to wonder avout the others. Were they alright? With is they are all caught and it was only him? He couldn't handle thay and pushed the thought from his mind and soon drifted to sleep.
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(Do you know what real life even this is inspired from?)
 

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