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GBR Productions
Author: Wolf
Co-authors: Antah and Zé
English is not our mother language, so please if you don't understand us so well, please again, talk to us, give us suggestion of how can we improve our work, that's very important to help us, talk in the comments or in our e-mail:
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OBRIGADOOO!!! (Wolf)
THANK YOU!!! (Zé)
ARIGATO SAYONARA!!! (Antah)
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Slight introduction, when a character's name is envolt of a "* *" that means it is not a speech, but yet its thoughts. But when there are only sounds, it's an onomatopoeia. Enjoy!
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CHAPTER I: Pilot
*Cough...! Cough...!*
???: Well... hm... is it on? Okay... let's start...
Said a man, sat on a dark room, iluminated only for a lamp with a chair and a desk, the chair is his seat place, and on the desk there is a fold, and by its other side there is a camera recording him.
???: September 21st 1981. I am the doctor Christensen Portmond, PhD in Biochemistry, Genetic Medicine and in Neurology but it doesn't matters a lot... actually I'm 51 years old, I am project's "Eden" general director, this recording is a documentation made by myself to myself, in case of other global organizations find out the project and if the Pentagon... if the Pentagon betrays me... I was designed by the Pentagon to create "super-soldiers", weapons of mass destruction, human weapons to facilitate conspiraces in the Middle East... and I did it! Haha... it's... my life's work pratically... and I've done it... I created the first super-human.
44 YEARS LATER - CRISP CORPORATION'S LAB - SOMEWHERE IN THE US - 6am
*Ding! Dong!*
An alarm sounded, inside of a full white bedroom, white walls like snow, floor as clear as the sky, and inside it, a person, a young man, 1,72m, black hair trimmed in a military cut and ambar eyes. The boy woke up at the sound of a voice who said.
???: Everybody who is at the age of 14, head your way to the G training room to warm up and train before your breakfast.
And the door opened up, the boy left the room, and, there were others dressed exactly like him, white T-shirt, white pants, and white shoes, the hallway and doors are also white looking like an asylum.
*???:* New day, new life... haa... c'mon! I hope I meet Aid-!
Then a voice yelled.
???: Damien! You're going to G room now? Let's go together!
Said with a smile a young and beautiful girl with beautiful white hair, which quickly nestles closer to the young man.
Damien: Out my way, creep.
???: Stop being a jackass, you're only afraid to lose to me again... fuu... that's because you don't train.
Damien: What do you mean I don't train? You... you... you are not worth the stress, Erika.
Erika: Idiot.
Then leaving a closer training room, a also young, but a little bit older boy, has his clothes dirty and with minor burn injuries, he's very sweaty, and when Damien loook at him, the young man retorts saying.
???: Not. a single. word. Damien.
And passes by them.
Erika: Wow... not even for Aiden to say a good morning?
Damien: Chill... he wakes up every morning at 5am to train, for God's sake.
Then all the other young people form a straight line, where every 10 young people are formed into 5 pairs, where they entered the G training room for stretching and morning combat training, normally a couple of boy and girl together. And then, Erika and Damien enter.
Damien: I am not taking easy on you, dum-dum~
Erika lightly frowns her forehead and says with a higher voice tone.
Erika: You're asking for it, asshole.
And the practice starts, with simple stretches exercises, to intense fisical and endurance trainings to the hand-to-hand combat and power control. However.
*BOOM!*
An explosion caused the building to shake completely, security alarms began to be sounded and red lights would appear everywhere, the smell of smoke could be smelled even inside the G training room, until the lights went out, and outside the room only screams and sounds of gunshots could be heard. The door to the room opens, and the lights come back on, at the door, a very large man, must be at least 2.10m tall, wearing black military clothing, with a bulletproof vest and ballistic gloves for protection, and wearing a completely yellow Kevlar mask, making it possible to see only the iris of his eyes, a red and aggressive iris.
The security guard who was inside the room supervising straightens up, and uses his power, in which he wraps his fist with steel, he then attacks directly the man's face, who does not defend or try to dodge. He only receives the blow directly, and the power was so great that all the young people in the room could feel it, but the masked man said.
???: Pathetic.
He touched the security guard's head, and his body exploded, the skin, bones and organs went straight to the air, the blood stained the man's mask, who showed no physical reaction to having killed. And everyone present looks terrified, including Damien and Erika, and others, they are even crying.
???: You are hostage to terror... worms.
THE END