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Maybe you won’t believe this. Maybe this is a wasted effort. Maybe I shouldn’t ethically be doing this. Maybe this is too much for the public at large to deal with. So many maybes. Maybe if I hadn’t walked down that particular road that night. Maybe if I had fought harder. Maybe if I hadn’t trusted him. Maybe if I hadn’t fallen in love. Maybe, if none of that had ever happened, things wouldn’t have ended up the way they did. Life is full of maybes, but I will not believe it is my lot in life to forever wonder about the what-if’s. I did go down that road. I did fight as hard as I knew how. I did trust him. I fell hopelessly in love. And things are the way they are. I know what happened will haunt me for the rest of my life. It isn’t in my nature to kill. It’s against everything I am, everything I’ve always been. But I can honestly say that that decision was the only one I can feel I was completely right in making.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. No doubt I’ve completely confused you. Sorry, the emotions are still a little too raw, a little too recent. That’s why I’m writing this, to bleed it all out. Then, maybe, I can go on, without that poison inside me.

I’ll start with an introduction. My name is Jasmine Love Devine. Not that many would know that anymore. I was only seventeen years old when it all begun, afraid of driving, innocent and trusting of everyone and everything. Too innocent and trusting. I believed too much in the good of people.

Back then, I believed everyone had something in them worth saving, that no one was deserving of hatred. I believed that there was always something you could do, some way to escape from horrible things. I believed that old saying that when one door closes, another one opens, whole heartedly. But, most of all, I believed in people. That, as a whole, we were capable of anything, of conquering any evil.

I was young enough, back then, to think I could take on the world, without losing any of who and what I was. And, with the idiocy that comes with said youth, I believed myself invincible. I believed no one could destroy my moral system. No one could change my mind.

I was stupid.

The only excuse I can offer for such an idiotic attitude is the innocence of youth, the blindness of hope, and the enthusiasm of the adventuress in me. Take it, for what it’s worth.

But, you’re probably wondering what happened. Well, it’s all very simple. First, though, I have to tell you about a corporation called TFA. The Future of America. A top-secret, military funded corporation that no one has ever heard of. Or, at least, they probably never would have if it weren’t for me.

This corporation, although I can personally attest to their existence, has never been entered into any formal listing within our country’s databases. To all intents and purposes, it never existed. But you can’t erase what impact it had on so many lives. Lives that, like TFA, never existed.

You see, TFA was working on a project, a very important project. They had a contract with the U.S. government, although it was never put in writing, nor mentioned in any official ordnance. But, fifty million dollars mysteriously appeared for the corporations use every month. Not to mention, there was a new barracks made for sixty soldiers that didn’t exist and hasn’t been used by anyone for two years now.

And sixty teenagers vanished during the week after it‘s construction.

But that was only after so many other things happened. So many horrible deeds were committed before my story actually began. And, before I tell that story, I have to tell this one.

Let’s begin this story with what, exactly, this contract and this project were all about.

The contract was simple, actually. The U.S. government would pay for all research, turn a blind eye to all “mysterious” activities TFA engaged in, and, in return, TFA made them the perfect soldiers. The perfect, most efficient killing machines ever known to man.

People.

I don’t believe that that was the first human experimentation in the history of man, nor do I believe it to be the last, but I think that it was the most horrific to date.

Again, I’m going too far ahead. Let’s go to the beginning. After all, that’s where every good story should start. You see, at the very first of TFA’s contract, they built no barracks. In fact, TFA had no idea where exactly to begin. They had ten separate ideas that looked very promising, and ten that looked only marginally promising. So, twenty different teams were developed, each working on one of the separate ideas. At first, only animals were used in the experiments. As can be imagined, the results were horrifying, disgusting. And positive.

Five of the very promising ideas was found to be capable of use. None of the marginal possibilities were found positive….except for one. That one was, in fact, the most important of all of the ideas, for that experiment made the rest far better than they ever could have been. That one experiment took TFA’s plans and skyrocketed them to the clouds.

But, first, let me explain what the first five ideas were. Ideas number one and two were not useful for anything beyond animal experimentation. The first made animals into extraordinary monsters. In fact, if you’ve ever seen the movie Alien, the end product of this experiment was very similar, and, in fact, had been inspired by just that movie. Their blood was turned to acid, their teeth to pointed incisors, their claws dripped poison, their eyes were blood red, their skin almost impenetrable and completely immune to acid, and their personalities were altered to only wish to tear something apart. The second made their breath into a noxious gas. All you had to do with one of these was let a cat, or dog, or rat go inside of a chosen site, and spread the gas with every breath it takes, killing everyone it comes near. The reason these were found unusable in humans, was it made them uncontrollable, and, in fact, destroyed all other brain cells that weren’t stimulated by the procedure.

Now, the next three were found acceptable for human use. They had scientific terms for them all but we all personally named them in an easy to remember way. These three were the pres, the upgrades, and the splicers. The splicers were quite simple. You just splice another animals DNA with the other ones. A certain amount of splicing could be administered without killing the patient, but it would not get you very far that way. Only a certain amount of abilities could be given to any one patient. They tried and tried to get it beyond this point of use without killing patients, but found it impossible. Now, as for the next one, the upgrades were a lot like the mutants in X-Men, with only one particular special ability, but were still essentially human. The pres were never quite clearly defined. In fact, they were quite mistakenly stumbled over in the research of their idea. Their idea was to make people incredible like those in fairy tales. Like fairies, ogres, that sort of thing. And, in fact, they did just that, with some strange…side effects. You see, you never could figure out what a person, or animal, would become when you administered the serum. They could turn into anything. Eventually, they found out that there was a direct link between their personalities and what creature they became. For pres are in fact creatures, no longer human in any real way. Their entire DNA is restructured, something that almost kills the person administered with the serum, and did kill many before they perfected it. But, even then, it became a fifty-fifty shot.

And the last of all the ideas was what we call the nanoes. Nanoes are what those given the shot with nanites inside are called. Essentially, they become perfect. All brain functions are restored, so you are no longer using just ten percent of your brain, but a full one hundred, plus there’s the added bonus of having the ability to heal any cuts or abrasions. Poison is instantly sought out and destroyed, nanites go after any kind of virus, cancer, anything that could possibly go wrong with your body, it seeks out and destroys. And it has a learning mechanism, so any new viruses or threats can be quickly analyzed and summarily destroyed.

With these nanites, the scientists finally had the key to unlocking all the hidden potentials in all of the other experiments. But, the thing of it was, was that when they thought of combining two of their experiments, logically, the next step was to combine all of the experiments.

And, voila, their sixty soldiers were thought up. Sixty figuring to be the perfect number because, that way, you have forty-nine soldiers, nine healers, one leader, and one secret weapon. Of course, these all have to be perfectly chosen for their personalities. So, you have to watch them before getting them, learn them, understand them.

And sixty teenagers were kidnapped.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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