I know that in my last novel and even in my chat story that I did not write bios for them. I believe that I really messed up, so I will make sure that from now on that to sum up confusion, I will write bios about the Main Leads!💙 Now, on to it!

Kassidy Roberts

17

Straight

Cancer

Likes: Reading, Writing, Drawing.

Dislikes: Fighting, Socializing, The color orange

Background: Find out in the story!! *w*

Lukas Edwards

18

Straight

Libra

Likes: UNKNOWN

dislikes: UNKNOWN

Background: Who knows??? hehe *w*

Alrighty guys! I hope this will help stop the confusion. Plus, another reason why I'm doing this is so there wont be too much mystery, Just the right amount. This novel will be almost completely mystery, especially in the beginning. If this isn't your thing, I hope you can give this a chance. All critism/advice is welcome! I need to know what I need to improve on, seeing that this is my first ever time making a mystery story. I am very new to this, so don't go too hard on me *´·´ .

I thought maybe for you guys who are looking for a BL or a GL I could recommend some. I just got done with 'somewhere in time' which is amazing! I also have one of my own called 'Forever Mine'. Its a nice plot, if I do say so myself ^w^. For girls love, I have dont really read to much of that, but I have a novel called 'Never Again' if you're interested in sad romances. I really hope you could check them out! it would mean a lot from me! I know that maybe some of you are from one of them. I want to say thank you to the ones that are!

Speaking of the ones who are from my other creations, If you are from 'Forever Mine', I really hope that you can participate in my QNA. It hasn't been getting much attention. I really want to do this, and not just for my boredom. I think this would help in some areas, like things you guys want more of, or if you think less of this, etc. It would mean so much if you guys could check that out! I really want to do this, and i hope you guys can help me with that. I love and support every one of you. As for people who dont want to read any of this, my explanation is that I have to reach 500 words in order to post this *^^. sorry! As I was saying, my QNA isnt getting much attention, as isn't my GL. I'm guessing its because I don't have much uploaded, but I am really working on it. Its hard to write novels, especially since the word count has to be 500. Plus, I'm about to be juggling three stories at once, so for those who want more of 'Never Again', please have patience. If you get bored, know that I have 'Forever Mine'. I really am working hard to satisfy you guys. If you have requests, please say so. Bye everyone!

I sit in silence. complete and total silence. What is this? what has our world become? I can't remember when the world was full of life. Bustling with noises. Silence is now the only thing we hear. What is life? Is this new age here to remind us of who we are? of where our place is among the gods? I could have been spawned in any era. Yet I was created in this awful timeline. Silence. I am left alone with my thoughts. Like I usually am. But I feel different. Like someone, somehow... I quickly turn around. My ears must deceive me. Silence as usual. My wishful thinking that someone might want to sit together tricked me. It is true I am becoming mad. The people's gossip has become reality. Silence. When I attempt to socialize, to share my thoughts, people think I am crazy. As if I'm talking to my self. I don't talk to my self. I think to myself. Im simply a strange person.

It is now evening. I have crawled out I'm to the real world. and what for? To be wronged? to be fed watery, scarce soup? to be put out into the war zone and fight for my life in order to prove my allegiance to this crud place people call a society?! I contain my anger and line up for food. today is chicken soup. Though usually, there is only one piece of tiny chicken. The rest is simply bone broth. I get my tiny tin and quickly scurry away before- "Oi, Roberts! We need you in the zone. We are short a few from last week." This must be one of the gods punishing me for my ancestors. "Yes." I turn around and follow the guard into what I believe is a total and complete trash truck. It reeks, it has trash everywhere, and the people driving it are only doing it so they can scrap up enough change to buy a decent hut. The shaky roads my stomach turn. The gun in my hand feels wrong. Though this isn't my first time, it feels like it. Just less tears and sweat. We get to the gates, and quickly get placed. this is how we kill them off so we don't have to deal with them in the future. The Chief beats the gong. We all position our guns. He takes many scraps of animals and placed them in the catapult. we take deep breathes. Someone yells. The catapult is fired. Seconds later, what you would think is a million monsters swarming at you comes our way. Zombies, scorpion men, goop monsters, mega bunnies, you name it. The all start dropping as we all start firing. I never let go of the trigger. As I reload, others take my place. The mini gunners are overheated. That's where the bombers come in. I never fail to flinch at the first boom. I can hardly see what I'm aiming at through all the smoke, but I never quit shooting. Sweat is puring out of me and onto my gun. I don't quit. Someone gets their finger torn off at the entrance. I don't let go. Rage is pouring out of me. I feel every atom in my body rush. I got trigger happy. My gun needed to be reloaded. The commissioner was yelling at me to go. I looked around and realized; The Snake people were slithering in through a gap someone forgot to fix. I didn't hear anymore. I felt my world was ending. If they got any further... I couldn't move. I was stuck from shock. while I was loading off, people were risking their lives to try and get my dumbass out the field. I was the reason Uma was dead. Because I went trigger happy. I was the cause of someone's death. I killed a non- mutant. I murdered a human being. Silence.

It's 4:24. Dinner is about to be served. I am still in my hut, far away from everyone else. I decide I don't want dinner. at least not from them. You may say this is a cowardly move. And it is. I'm not courageous. I'm no where near brave. I am just me. I wander upon a convenience store. There are plenty of rats. I head to the back, where the freezer section should be. I grab a drink. It seems to be spoiled, but its not like I haven't tasted that before. I turn around. I could've sworn- I shake my head, in what may be an attempt to shake the thought that I'm not alone. I quickly grab something of the dusty, abandoned shelf and run. I run back to my hut. I stash my leftover food in my hole when I'm done, and then I shimmey into my burrow to think. What was that? Were my senses telling me the truth? was it simply a misunderstanding? From what I could tell, either it was a fast human, or an animal. If someone was that fast... I have an assassin on my hands. What could I have done wrong? Besides my incident today, I recap through all the things you could have said was my fault. None of them seemed serious enough to have an assassin hired on you, though. Except... My father.

Three years ago, when I was fifteen, my father and I were extremely poor, like everyone else, except worse. We could hardly get any food, because you had to do work for it. You gained points for all the work you did, and then you exchange them for food. I didn't do work because the only thing that was usually available was fighting. My father couldn't do anything due to his age and health. One day though, He had an idea. I asked him over and over what this bright idea was. He always told me it was a surprise. So I waited. I waited and waited. He did little work, and he gave it to me. If this was his plan, I thought, then he must be very dull minded. Though it turns out he was just putting meat on my bones. So he could sell me. To thousands of men. "twenty points and she's yours!!" He had me tied up. I cried so much on that day. But thankfully, I was saved. By who? I couldn't tell. My eyes were drowning in my tears, making my eyesight blurry. But I know one thing; if i ever find him again, I will thank him with my life. The boy gave him the points, and when he freed me, he told me two things. "Run. When you get old enough, do me a favor; kill that son of a bitch." Of course I tried. But I failed. No matter how awful he was, I couldn't do it. I made him fall on my trip wire sets. He always recovered. I put parasites in his water. He always recovered. I'm sure someone saw me do those things. But I know for sure no one saw me attempt the last; I almost stabbed him. He was using the toilet. And I almost stabbed him in the neck. For a boy I knew nothing about. I thought he was sacred. I thought he was more important then our savior, Mortius. I thought I had to do whatever he wished for, even if that was- A strong breeze knocked me out of thought. It must be the gods getting tired of hearing me ramble through my annoying self conscious. Oh well. I need the rest. But I do know one thing for certain; if I do have an assassin, he better hit me with all he's got, because I wont back down without a fight.