Fanfiction
Characters: Max, Alec, Zack, Ben
The thin black strands stuck to her skin in a mixture of sweat and blood. The girl's mouth hung open, her thick, bee-stung lips exposing perfectly rounded pearl teeth, her deep brown eyes, once inspired by the wife of a great man, hanging open with no energy to even close; even though lured by the call and promise of permanent peace. The legs that had once, through a short but long lifetime trekked through forests when just 7years of age, lept over rivers and lake, jumped and kicked their way in a search for freedom, light as the air beneath, were now heavy. Her arm dangling losely by her right leg, without pain but full of purpose, she barely marked the dewy grass as she allowed her lithe body to fulfill one more mission. For years she'd searched for her family and now they were in sight. She would not die alone. The girl, known in the world as "transgenic," let her body fall. Her hair flew down gently, following her lithe body down to join her brothers, her sisters, who lay on the dewy green hillside which had once housed a large complex which after years of overgrowth, lay layers beneath the earth, unseen but not forgotten. Out of a testube, alone, they'd created "family" without even being taught. Manticore had done a good job. Made them so human indeed. From the heavens, God looked down and saw the rolling green valley, a picture of natural perfection. And in those "elisian" fields, 12 young bodies lay in a circular shape, seemingly asleep. Lifeless. In life they had been split, in rest, they would remain unbroken.
The thin black strands stuck to her skin in a mixture of sweat and blood. The girl's mouth hung open, her thick, bee-stung lips exposing perfectly rounded pearl teeth, her deep brown eyes, once inspired by the wife of a great man, hanging open with no energy to even close; even though lured by the call and promise of permanent peace. The legs that had once, through a short but long lifetime trekked through forests when just 7years of age, lept over rivers and lake, jumped and kicked their way in a search for freedom, light as the air beneath, were now heavy. Her arm dangling losely by her right leg, without pain but full of purpose, she barely marked the dewy grass as she allowed her lithe body to fulfill one more mission. For years she'd searched for her family and now they were in sight. She would not die alone. The girl, known in the world as "transgenic," let her body fall. Her hair flew down gently, following her lithe body down to join her brothers, her sisters, who lay on the dewy green hillside which had once housed a large complex which after years of overgrowth, lay layers beneath the earth, unseen but not forgotten. Out of a testube, alone, they'd created "family" without even being taught. Manticore had done a good job. Made them so human indeed. From the heavens, God looked down and saw the rolling green valley, a picture of natural perfection. And in those "elisian" fields, 12 young bodies lay in a circular shape, seemingly asleep. Lifeless. In life they had been split, in rest, they would remain unbroken.