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I Am Bionic

Miles Jordan, a sixteen year old boy lives in a world now overruled by alien machine race called the Salvation, his life changes unexpectedly after his friend James sells him to be an experiment in a rebel town called the Outlands... Miles obtains a power even the Salvation don't have a power called Venom, the Freedom Fighters Army recruits him to train under them and be part of the secret government program called the Super Soldier Program in short SSP.

Yakusoku_Fantaji · Sci-fi
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23 Chs

1.A New Beginning

Years ago our world suddenly changed. No one knew what happened nor could they remember, but out of nowhere the whole planet was covered by a force field and a new alien race came to us and took control of everything and everyone.

They called themselves the Salvation a new upgraded generation of alien machine, they took over our towns, cities and most importantly our freedom now we were separated into twenty five districts where we were placed under based on our status between the rich and the poor.

Humankind now under this new law we payed taxes and protection fines to machines, this went on for years and years if I'm not mistaken for about hundred years. But when we were on a verge to lose hope, new hope arise we as humankind decided to fight back. A new group of secret government called Freedom Army fought against our oppressors though we never won but we did get new hope, every single one of us decided to join in different race, culture and beliefs became one and created a program called the Super Soldier Program in short (SSP).

My name is Miles Jordan and I'm a sixteen year old boy from the slums, and this is my story of how I became a super soldier.

My day started out as normal if I said so myself I wouldn't be able to tell you the forecast not because I don't want too, but because in my sixteen years of living I've never seen the clouds, the sun, the blue beautiful skies, the rain and what I hear is the most beautiful of them all a dark sky filled with so many stars millions of them and what I hear is the moon. A big pure white ball that it's so beautiful it lights the whole world.

There I was in my smaller than a matchbox house we call huts a small circled house the only thing that fitted was a bed, a chest of clothes, a basin and a toilet a stove would have fitted but we weren't allowed to have it or even have cooked meal, our food was delivered by slaves of the Salvation every day, three times a day between the time 10:00am, 14:00pm and for dinner 19:00pm. Not only were we not allowed to eat cooked meal also we were allowed only processed food only they chose but one thing I can tell you our food wasn't healthy we were only swerved dog, rat meat and sometimes insects like roaches, grasshoppers and some other days dried out crushed worms.

They did everything they could to oppress us and they made sure our resources were insufficient as possible because every movement we made we were monitored and there were also some certain rules to follow as I'd like to call them the do's and don't's, these were rules weren't meant to be broken cause if you did a fate worse than death fell on you.

Many have tried to do the impossible it would give me great honor to say some succeeded but it's pure lies, no one succeeded and now as a warning to the rest of us our fallen were hunged to every rooftop of the decaying buildings burnt, cut into halves the unlucky ones their flesh was skinned alive and left what's left for vultures to eat. And their flesh swerved as food for their families.

Now to tell you my story there I was waiting in an alley where those who wanted freedom resided as homeless people laying down on the ground, fighting for what appears to be a blanket but it's not, starving children so weak they didn't have the strength to chase the flies that surrounded them. While I was waiting an old man stared at me did not blink even once, he stood up all dirty you barely could tell the color of his skin, his eyes all red they looked deadly, his beard so scruffy like a barb-wire meant to keep racoons out of the garden as for his clothing he wore a green coat only the military wore half naked you could see his undies.

He walked pass everyone in the alley I don't know what but my legs began to move backwards he saw my movement he began to pickup his speed, I didn't know what was happening so I didn't take it to mind he kept coming straight to me. His mouth opened and drool dripped to the ground his eyes suddenly changed he looked at me like a monkey staring at a banana his eyes saw me as meat he last tasted years ago he even changed his formation to four legs and when I wasn't looking he leaped forward and he bit me.