It was a normal day like always. Then out of the ordinary a fleet of planes swept in on us. Screams rushed through out the neighbourhood. Bombs crashed down on us. It was dark, smokey. Silent. Stealthily I crept outside. Is that a nuclear bomb shell I thought to myself. Americans. A tear came out my eyes. The land was flat on for miles. “Mum, dad. Hanzo! Is anybody there! What the…” I roared like a raging beast wanting to avenge these deaths.
I am the only one left. Thats how it begun…
I was on my way to my A level geography class. Bored, I took out my iPhone. “Is that the latest I phone Z3?” I ignored the question and carried on playing. Finally she’s here. Now we could begin our mock test. What is the current population I thought. 5.8 billion people, yes that’s it! Next question, What is the most populated city. This was an easy one, New America. Done. “We’ll done Smith, your dismissed.” I rushed through the steel gates and was on my way home.
The smell of food enlightened me, my foster mum was a great cook. Nobody was home, that’s odd. Anyway I enjoyed my food and was ready to train. I took part in a special type of training for one particular reason. I researched on this, and hacked into government secret databases. Geography was something to do at school, I have no interest in it. There it laid on the table. My silver curved knife. Slowly, I grasped it, observing the target dummies in the garden. With quick speed I lurched forward and threw the knife. It soared through the sky making a devilish singing sound. Bang on the middle it pierced right through the plastic. Each year the government gets more secret and more corrupt. Hidden in the shadows of our citizens they plan secret missions to what they say help the world. They cast a spell on us, but it isn’t affecting me.
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