justpeachy
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The bus
rattles quietly as it rolls down the dirt road. There are a few teenagers on the bus, all looking around thirteen-fourteen. They were the new Saviors. They were the freshmen.
The Camp appeared soon after, guarded by nothing but an iron-wrought gate. No one cared about America's fate but North Korea, and they didn't dare touch Hawaii. Why that was, no one knew, but they were all grateful they'd had yet to be threatened with another nuclear bomb.
Slowly, the bus doors opened, and the teenagers filed out of their seats quietly. They stayed in a single-file line, the reason unknown. They all knew to pass the gate, and they all knew that, once they did, there was no turning back.
Not that there was any turning back by now anyway. They were genetically modified; they didn't fit in with the humans anymore. Not with their parents or siblings, not with their friends or even their human enemies. They didn't fit in anywhere but here. This was where they belonged.
The group passed through the gate, and the tension they'd all felt from the ride here disappeared. Though it was called the Camp, it looked nothing like it. It looked like a large mansion with smaller, lesser buildings surrounding it. It looked like a manor, not a military training camp.
Despite their shock, they were also relieved. They were led inside, to lobby decorated with art of battle and gore, nothing they hadn't seen in their textbooks, though. It wasn't new. Gore was the only life they knew to expect.
A man jogged down a white marble, spiral staircase and smiled warmly at the freshmen. "Hello, Saviors! Welcome to Hawaii's Savior Camp! This is the only camp so far, but we plan on spreading them soon enough." The man had a white lab coat on, and his hair was gelled back so as to stay out of his way. No doubt he was the main scientist behind all the work. No one bothered with his name, and none of the freshmen cared now. Especially not with three dark, mysterious women silently making their way down the staircase behind him.
When the scientist noticed the teenagers' interest, he turned and introduced them as soon as the three woman stood beside him. "Ladies and gentleman, you are standing before Detramine, Demni, and Demina; the first of the Saviors."
The freshmen gasped in awe. But they were truly shocked with the three girls knelt before them and smiled. "We are truly honored to see such brave Saviors to take our places." The women stood once more, and gestured towards the teenagers to follow them. "We'll show you around!"
Detra led the team of freshmen around the campus, showing them where the physical training would take place, where they would continue their core classes, the library, the pool, and took them to the basketball, volleyball, and tennis courts before taking them back to the dormitory.
"Welcome to the Camp, freshmen!" Detra, Demni, and Demina cheered. But they all disappeared before the teenagers could thank them.
rattles quietly as it rolls down the dirt road. There are a few teenagers on the bus, all looking around thirteen-fourteen. They were the new Saviors. They were the freshmen.
The Camp appeared soon after, guarded by nothing but an iron-wrought gate. No one cared about America's fate but North Korea, and they didn't dare touch Hawaii. Why that was, no one knew, but they were all grateful they'd had yet to be threatened with another nuclear bomb.
Slowly, the bus doors opened, and the teenagers filed out of their seats quietly. They stayed in a single-file line, the reason unknown. They all knew to pass the gate, and they all knew that, once they did, there was no turning back.
Not that there was any turning back by now anyway. They were genetically modified; they didn't fit in with the humans anymore. Not with their parents or siblings, not with their friends or even their human enemies. They didn't fit in anywhere but here. This was where they belonged.
The group passed through the gate, and the tension they'd all felt from the ride here disappeared. Though it was called the Camp, it looked nothing like it. It looked like a large mansion with smaller, lesser buildings surrounding it. It looked like a manor, not a military training camp.
Despite their shock, they were also relieved. They were led inside, to lobby decorated with art of battle and gore, nothing they hadn't seen in their textbooks, though. It wasn't new. Gore was the only life they knew to expect.
A man jogged down a white marble, spiral staircase and smiled warmly at the freshmen. "Hello, Saviors! Welcome to Hawaii's Savior Camp! This is the only camp so far, but we plan on spreading them soon enough." The man had a white lab coat on, and his hair was gelled back so as to stay out of his way. No doubt he was the main scientist behind all the work. No one bothered with his name, and none of the freshmen cared now. Especially not with three dark, mysterious women silently making their way down the staircase behind him.
When the scientist noticed the teenagers' interest, he turned and introduced them as soon as the three woman stood beside him. "Ladies and gentleman, you are standing before Detramine, Demni, and Demina; the first of the Saviors."
The freshmen gasped in awe. But they were truly shocked with the three girls knelt before them and smiled. "We are truly honored to see such brave Saviors to take our places." The women stood once more, and gestured towards the teenagers to follow them. "We'll show you around!"
Detra led the team of freshmen around the campus, showing them where the physical training would take place, where they would continue their core classes, the library, the pool, and took them to the basketball, volleyball, and tennis courts before taking them back to the dormitory.
"Welcome to the Camp, freshmen!" Detra, Demni, and Demina cheered. But they all disappeared before the teenagers could thank them.
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