Run. || Alex Gaskarth A.U.

Why I Ran

They kill ten of us every day.

It's a quick process.

Ten of us are called from the Black List, ten of us are lined up side by side, ten brown sacks placed over each of our heads, ten ropes used to bind our hands together behind our backs.

Then all ten of us are shot dead, one by one.

It's because of overpopulation they tell us.

It's because they need to control the numbers.

Bullshit.

I know why they kill us. I know why they track us down if we run.

It's because of power.

They're scared of us. They're scared that we'll rebel someday, just like they did many centuries ago, so they kill the ones with hope, the ones with a voice.

Dad taught me how to hide my voice, he taught me how to fit in, how to be quiet, and how to hold my fiery tongue that I inherited from my mother.

I was good at blending in, good at being a Normal.

But that was before my name was called from the list.

And that was before I met Alex.

And that was before I ran, before I was caught.

Now, I am alone.

And it's all his fault.

It's.

All.

Alex's.

Fault.

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a/n: guess who's back, back again.
Yassss okay, so yes, this is the new plot to my brand new Alex fic (squee!)

Guys, I've missed you so much and shiz, and I'm posting this to tell you that this story will be starting in June after all my exams are done :)!
So, just tell you that I'm not dead, enjoy this little introduction/blurb.

So again, June will be the time when this officially starts, and I'll be posting chapters (hopefully) frequently due to free time.

So for now, enjoy this spark....