Hello. My name is Aurora, but I'm mostly called Aura. This is my story, and my fate. I am a 12 year old girl in middle school. Just so happens, this is the biggest middle school in this half of the country. It's also home to the Network. Nobody really knows how it works, or what made it and who leads it, but we all know what they do. It's run by students in every possible group. They have kids covering up their tracks on the internet and others spying on teachers. Every student knows about the Network. And the only teacher who does, he's gone.
They cover their tracks extremely well. The school hasn't had a reported death, though 5 have happened in here. Everyone sees it as normal, when a million punches are thrown in there a day. 999,999 hit the target. Per day. It's not actually that bad though, unless you're in the Network.
The Network's members can be divided into 4 classes. The Leaders, Guards, Enforcers, and the Pawns.
The Leaders control the school more than the staff, and the staff doesn't even know it. They are the ones with the strategies, they are the ones who recruit more members, and they are the Leaders.
The Guards are responsible for the secrecy of the Network, but also for it's reputation. They cover up the tracks that the Network leaves. They make sure no defectors escape, and they are the Guards.
The Enforcers are the Military of the Network. They have spies, and they have soldiers. The soldiers handle the dirty work. They execute anyone who leaks information. They bring the data to the Leaders. They are the Enforcers.
The Pawns are the manipulated. They know nothing of the Network, but they help out the Network nonetheless. They are used for distractions. They start fights with other Pawns. And they are the Pawns.
Enough about the Network. The rest of the school is better, but not that much better. Everyone's seen porn before, everyone knows about sex. But the Guards cover that up too.
You either have a weapon, or you have 2. Nobody goes in without at least a syringe. Not for medicine, for stabbing. Most students have knives. The Network has 100 pistols, 500 knives, 75 Swords, 15 Sniper Rifles, and 25 Automatic Rifles. The Network ensures nobody but them has anything better than a Pistol.
They also happen to have 5 Drones, 3 Grenades, and 10 Sticks of TNT. Some say they have a small missile and 3 RPGs. They have a secret tunnel called the Crusher. Probably because it crushed 100 convicts in the Medieval Times. The Portcullis of Death still stands. Sharper. Faster, and Silent.
So why am I writing something that'll get me killed by the Guards? I'm probably gonna die here anyway. I don't have any intention to infiltrate the Network or something. Might as well let people know about this shit.
So there, Fear the Network.
And the Network might not kill you.
Not yet, at least.