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deathbyheartbreakHmm, I'm wondering if I placed the years correctly
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Elizabeth Jakes The Clone System 19- I'm A What?
Liz stared at the lieutenant then at her two friends, who were rubbing the area where the needle had protruded their skin then at the staff behind her, who met her eyes squarely. “How long have we been-” “Eight years out there,” one of the guys…who knows which one is Silver and who is Mac, interrupted Randall’s question. Liz scoffed and leaned over, in disbelief. She’d been chopping heads off for eight years? “Yes, Ma’am- Liz,” the girl who had offered her the chair said, scratching her face. “Listen I know it can be a shock because you lost count on the outside. Relax it’s fine.” The lost count of months wasn’t the issue- she had lost years. “Yea Liz it’s fine, even I was thinking four, maybe five years,” Randall confessed as he patted her back to comfort her. “Eight is cool.” Eight? It’s more like three for Liz. What…how? She knew she had a memory loss of some sort but five years missing? The blood drained from her face. She tried to track back now- home, teenage pr
Elizabeth Jakes The Clone System 20- Clone- pt 1
She stared at him as the ‘dinner’ alarm went off then and Sharp pushed her away from him, waiting for her feet to steady before saying, “Go eat, I’ll meet you tonight- when your room ‘bunkies’ are asleep.” Nodding absentmindedly, Sharp left her with a warning. “I mean it Elizabeth, eat.” Liz forced her food down for she had lost her appetite, but she wasn’t stupid. She knew she would need her strength for what Sharp was about to tell her. They had gills? Should she tell her friends what they were, now or when she had more information? Tomorrow, she’ll tell them…hopefully she would have processed her being dead by then. This must be a sick joke- or maybe she’s asleep. This is a nightmare- pinching herself proved she was awake when the pain scorched her flesh. Gills? How does that work because she remembers how much she dislikes water with depth. Touching her faded scars- no gills he said. How far did science reach...was that the reason for the apocalypse- science study? A surge
Elizabeth Jakes The Clone System 20- pt 2
“Marcus Sharp, hmm. Has a nice ring to it. How long was I- ugh- a clone?” “Three years ago, you escaped. On the fifth day. You were Liz-C5. C3 died on day one. She drowned in the dam while attempting to escape. But you got out.” “So, he’s dead?” She reverted to Marcus Min Lee, a deep frown shaping her face. The previous three versions of her being dead sort of caused an acidity build up inside her. “Marcus? Yea. I’m sorry. Oh, he died naturally of course. Peaceful- Liz erm- well, she had cancer and passed before him.” His tone is quiet now. Quieter. “Oh…how sad. His mother then his wife? Why didn’t he make another her then?” It was a cold thing to ask but then again, she isn’t really human is she, Liz thought then. Sharp raised his head to the sky before answering slowly. “I guess he did try but he didn’t want a different person. See, Liz and him grew old together so making a clone version of her would create a different person, not the same Liz he knew.” Yup, that made se
Elizabeth Jakes The Clone System 22- Adapting To New Surroundings
After an unrestful night, and still undecided, Liz held back in telling her friends the truth, a bit. She figured she might ease it in…day by day …perhaps weeks? It took another day to settle that it took three months to create a clone replica and that she’d died and died and died again. Just why had her clones attempted to escape from here really? Is it what Sharp had said- that they’d been confused when awaked with the assault of memories? Was this place friend or foe? The next morning Liv signed up for garden duty because she needed to eat. That’s it…at least until she gathered her bearings and figured out her place here. Who knows maybe they might need her skillset, elsewhere. It was a good tactic done by Bio Lab- ensure everyone works for better production but limit food as it is now the most important thing after survival. Matt and Randall followed her example although they still whined about being out in the field- the wrong field that is, but less. More food has a wa
Elizabeth Jakes The Clone System 23- The Truth About The World
Moving along with her tray, the next day, she smiled when the mashed potatoes plopped down onto it, talking in a low murmur that only the man next to her could hear. “War with whom?” She had an entire night to think and the morning period as she picked fruit again. Who knew fruit picking could help clear the mind? With too much to digest now and a thousand more questions, Kia was far from her, newly occupied with information, and thoughts. “Isn’t the world in need of peace now?” she questions again without receiving an answer for the first one. “More than 75% of America died within the first month,” Sharp whispers back to her as they take their seats, sitting isolated from the others. Randall and Matt were both glaring at him from two tables down in the cafeteria. “What? What do you mean America?” Frowning at his strange words, seeing her boyfriend Marcus, yet not having much memory of him- or of Liz’s time with him. It was mostly blurred but …that feeling…that emotional pull is t
Elizabeth Jakes The Clone System 24- War
Liz At early dawn, they saw them returning and hurried back to their room before the others noticed. They were all the first to shower in their rooms except Lane and Matt who got bunked together. Then came down to breakfast as if all was well and pretended to not know what was happening. Lieutenant Sharp and his team were leaving when Liz arrived, having the option of eating first. Her zapper was also part of the team. Troy. She had been the first to get there out of her friends, she realised and wondered if now was a good time to let him know her intention. Nobody was injured or bloodied she notes but not surprised one bit. She knew what they were capable of. But the lieutenant left after giving her a once-over look. Sharp came to find her as breakfast was over, pulling her into an empty room. “Are you okay? You look like you haven’t slept?” He folds his hands, crossing his ankles as he rests his head on the wall. How observant. “I’m fine just tired, “she returns with a furrow o
Elizabeth Jakes The Clone System War- pt 2
“What? How did you get here?” he gasped as he pointed a gun at her. Huh, he’s cute, she thinks as she took in his chiselled jawline and narrow nose. His thick eyebrows were an asset to him too as well as his full lips- what she could make out anyway, for half of his face was hidden by the darkness. His navy-blue attire; jacket and trousers but hatless. She wondered about his rank when she saw the many pins on the jacket. Liz didn’t know a lot about a lot of things for her mind was more than a hundred years behind the times but he looked important. Maybe she should take him back so Sharp could question him. “I swam- duh,” Liz gestured to her wet black attire and rolled her eyes. A gunshot was then heard, and she saw the fire and the smoke from the barrel of the gun. ‘Well, someone doesn’t like my humour.’ Then in the next split second, she realized he was fired at her but Liz felt no pain. She freaked for the next few seconds. ‘Am I bulletproof too?’ Glancing down and not seeing
Elizabeth Jakes The Clone System 26- Only Just Begun
Lieutenant Sharp Hours later they were exhausted and laid sprawled on the sand breathing heavily. The three ship’s crew and radio- were all dead. The young lieutenant had a deep vertical frown set between his eyebrows. Liz was soft-bellied- she wasn’t like them. She hadn’t killed anyone, just thrown them overboard or broken their bones, leaving them. Sharp had to be the clean-up guy after her, so the others wouldn’t notice and report back to the commander. There’s no telling what they would do to her- run more tests? Day after day, month after month, year after year like the rest that was locked away? Or end her ‘miserable’ life, as ‘they’ would normally say when a clone was declared useless to ‘them’. By they and them, he meant the doctors and scientists who worked to give him- them the clones, an existence. Liz might not be able to endure it. This was the reason why she ran the first time. Sharp was beginning to see just how inhuman it all is. He- they all might be clones…rep
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44- Failed escape
The failed escape attempt was a disaster, more chaotic than anyone could have anticipated. The night air was thick with tension as Liz and Marcus Sharp crouched low on the rooftop, watching the flickering lights of the compound below. Everything had been meticulously prepared, down to the smallest detail. Sharp and Liz had scoped out the rooftop earlier in the week, calculating the exact distance they’d need to climb down and drop to each platform to reach the ground undetected because they had no rope. Angela had been set to free the frail man from his containment cell, with Matt and Randall stationed as lookouts to warn them if anything went wrong. Everything had been set in motion—until it wasn’t.The plan had seemed foolproof on paper: Angela would slip into the containment area, bypassing the guards and freeing the frail man they suspected might be a vampire- with the aid of the nurses- Polly-Ann. Randall and Matt were to gather the remaining supplies and prepare the escape rout
43- Adrian Frost- the caged man
Inside the glass containment chamber, the man lay still beneath the weight of the silver bars that bound him. His body, usually pulsing with a cold, inhuman strength, was weakened by the silver. The memories of his capture flooded back, vivid and raw. He had been in the middle of a hunt, tracking a group of survivors who had crossed into his territory. They had been careless, leaving behind signs of their passage, and he had followed them with ease. But something had felt off that night. The air was thick with an unfamiliar scent, a blend of technology and something else, something dark and potent. But he did not know it was a trap- one laid out by BMA. He had ignored his instincts and continued, confident in his centuries of experience. But then they had come for him- armed soldiers, not the usual ragtag band of survivors but a well-coordinated team. They had moved with precision, their weapons loaded with silver bullets and other tools designed to subdue creatures like him. They
42-Chapter scoping places
The days leading up to the escape were fraught with tension, planning, and a constant undercurrent of fear. Angela, Liz, Sharp, Randall, and Matt knew that if they were going to pull off this escape, they had to find a safe place to lay low once they broke free from Camp BMA. The area surrounding the camp was vast and overgrown, filled with remnants of a world that had long since crumbled into decay. It was a world where nature had reclaimed its territory, where civilization's ruins were hidden beneath a blanket of green. Matt was glad Blake was on board. He felt as if- if she could accept what he was, they could probably have something. Who knows. Among them were two soldiers as well. Mei and Troy- the one that zapped Liz. Randall and Matt still wanted to murder him for it but they put it on pause for now, seeing as Liz had other more important things to worry about. Humans who were on board as well were, all from the group that they’d taken under their protection except Polo. Nob
41- Genesis of Cloning
Almost a century ago In the cold, sterile corridors of Facility X, where the air hummed with the quiet whirr of machinery and the faint scent of antiseptic, the pursuit of immortality had long been a silent obsession. The capture of a vampire- an ancient being whose very existence defied the natural order- had catalysed an evolution in their research that no one had foreseen. Dr Addison Carter, the Head of Genetic Engineering, sat at the helm of this clandestine project. Her sharp blue eyes were fixed on the digital readout of DNA sequences on the screen before her. Each line of code represented the unravelling of millennia-old mysteries buried within the vampire’s genetic makeup. The creature’s cells, unlike any human’s, held the secret to rapid regeneration and a kind of cellular immortality that had eluded scientists for decades. Addison’s thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of Dr Marcus Min Lee, the Chief Biochemist, whose mind was just as consumed by the potential of their
40- Coming To Terms
Matt and Randall sat in the dark corners of the bunker room, the air thick with silence and the weight of their newfound knowledge. The revelation that they were clones- replicas of people who had lived and died in another time-had shaken them both to their cores. They had always known that their lives were anything but ordinary, given the post-apocalyptic world they inhabited. But this? This was something neither of them had ever imagined. Randall leaned back against the cold, concrete wall, his brow furrowed in deep thought. The moonlight from the single window, cast long shadows across his face, making him look even more haunted than he felt. Matt, sitting across from him, was no better. His usually easy-going demeanour had been replaced by a quiet, troubled expression as he stared at the floor, lost in his own thoughts. To make things worse they couldn’t even talk freely because the room had others in it. "I feel fine, you know," Matt finally said, breaking the silence. His voi
39- Carrying out the Plan
The next few days were a whirlwind of covert activity. Liz, Marcus, and the rest of the group worked in silence, each of them fully aware of the gravity of their situation. Liz found herself spending more time with Randall and Matt, trying to gauge how they would react to the news she had yet to break to them. The air was thick with anticipation. She could see the tension in Randall’s shoulders, the way Matt’s foot tapped nervously against the floor. “There’s something we need to talk about,” Liz began, her voice steady despite the nervous flutter in her chest. Randall looked up, his brow furrowed. “This sounds serious. What’s going on, Liz?” Liz took a deep breath, glancing at Marcus, who gave her a small nod of encouragement. “We’ve been planning the escape for a while now, but there’s something you both need to know. The man we’re trying to free…there’s a chance he’s not human. Marcus thinks he might be a vampire.” The reaction was immediate. Randall’s eyes widened in shock, wh
38- The Truth About the Frail Man
Marcus Sharp paced back and forth in the brightly lit room, the rubber flooring silencing his boots. His thoughts were a whirlwind, and his normally sharp focus was clouded by suspicion and doubt. Liz watched him from the corner, her arms crossed as she leaned against the wall, waiting for him to speak. She could tell something was gnawing at him, unsettling his usually unflappable demeanour. The lieutenant had visited the frail man again some nights back and he had reacted the same way as before. “He despises me,” Marcus thinks. It was as if he could have sensed what he was and it repulsed him to know that Marcus was created from his DNA. “Marcus, what is it?” Liz finally asked, her voice cutting through the tension in the room. “You’ve been on edge since we started planning this escape. If there’s something you’re not telling me, now’s the time. Marcus stopped pacing and turned to face her, his expression grave. He took a deep breath before speaking. “Liz, there’s something you n
37- Matt and Randall Know
They spent days meticulously going over the plan, discussing every detail, every possible scenario. They would start hoarding supplies gradually- nothing too noticeable, just a few extra rations here and there, some medical supplies, and tools. Sabe would be in charge of disabling the security systems, and Angela would help with gathering information on guard rotations and routines. Liz would take on the most difficult task- telling Randall and Matt the truth. She knew it wouldn’t be easy, but it was necessary. They deserved to know that they, too, were clones. But unlike her and Marcus, they weren’t built the same way. They didn’t have the same capabilities, the same resilience. That knowledge could break them, or it could make them stronger. As the days turned into a week, the tension within the group grew. Liz could feel it in every conversation, every sideways glance. They were all on edge, waiting for the moment when they could finally put their plan into action. Randall and M
36- Planning
Liz leaned against the cool metal wall of the storage room, her fingers drumming lightly on a nearby crate. The flickering light above her cast long shadows, amplifying the tension that had been simmering for days. Marcus Sharp was crouched across from her, his eyes narrowing as he sketched a rough diagram of the compound's layout on a piece of paper. The trapped containment area was their target, the place where a man- a fellow clone, Liz suspected thought, had been confined for reasons still unclear. What could a clone have done to deserve such punishment? Marcus and the others told her that once they were no longer in use by the humans, they were discarded. So why was this guy locked away from all? Intriguing. Getting him out wouldn’t be easy, and the plan had to be airtight. They had been quietly monitoring the medical staff here, for weeks, and Liz could feel the weight of their decision bearing down on her. Marcus stated that their leader was a group of six made up of milit
