badlands ✄ ot4

1. sick of all these cameras flashing

song: castle by halsey.
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Hello.
My name is Luke Hemmings.
I am 19 years old and belong to the Lost.
However, I have not reached them yet.
I live alone with no family among Machines.
I have the power of flight and I am the controller of thunder and lightning.
No, I don't look like Thor, oh no, and I don't have a hammer, but I do have his abilities.
My home is a facility away from where the Machines live.
These Machines are similar to those in the Giver; the don't know feelings and they have a routine they follow every single day.
I lived like that for a while; it was quiet a bore.
Today, I bring you along to the Runaways.
It's self explanatory.
We are the Lost and we run.
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"Hemmings."
"Present."
If you want me being honest, it's that kind of agonizing wait.
We come here every day, they call our names out, and then we train.
That day, I was worried sick.
My boyfriend, Michael, had not shown up that morning, and it was almost noon.
Sure, it's normal for Losts to be taken, but when its your boyfriend, yeah, you're going to be worried.
"He's fine, Hemmings." My best friend, Bryana, assures me as we're practicing with the bow and arrows.
"He's probably late. Ashton is late as well." She says, concentrating on what she's doing.
And just as she says this, Ashton and Michael come through the door.
"Told you so." She says with a giggle.
"Bryana, you can see the future. Why would I not believe you?"
She sets down her bow,
"Lying comes natural, love."
Michael gives me a hug and a kiss, greeting me morning and asking how my sleep was.
"You should be proud of me, I came in before Kylo."
And at the moment Michael speaks his name, he walks through the door; looking exhausted and beat.
I frown and walks towards him, "Kylo, what happened?"
"Melanie happened, that's what!" He nearly yells.
Michael walks over as well, with a smirk.
"I fully believe in the saying that the quietest are the kinkiest."
I stifled a laugh and Kylo lowers his voice to a whisper, "I have scratches all over my back, mate."
"That sounds like a personal problem."
Ashton says with a laugh.
Kylo flicks him off, and then we all go to eat breakfast.
This is what life used to be like.
But after the American government fell to its knees in debt, soon every country, too, we resorted to this.
No feelings, no war, and you follow strict rules.
"Bryana, where's Melanie?" Kylo asks her.
"Um, she's about to take a shower."
He just nods as a thank you and keeps eating.

A few minutes into breakfast, and everyone is silenced by our leader, Ashley.
"Now listen up, all of you, this is very important. This week you must train long, hard, and efficiently. Next Friday at 4:30 am is when we depart for the Badlands."
Everyone bursts into mummers and whispers, but we are soon shushed again.
"As you know, this is an extremely dangerous task. We must be prepared for better and for worse. We will lose friends. We will fight for our friends. We will fight for our families and as a family."
She then sends us off to keep training.
"I love how she said it so nonchalantly" Kylo says with a laugh.
"I know right, jeeze." Michael says.
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After a full day of training, I lay down on the floor, exhausted.
"Tired much?" I hear Michael say.
I nod. "Didn't get any sleep last night."
"Awe why?"
I shrug.
Ashton, Bryana, Kylo and Melanie soon come over and sit with us.
I'm still laying on the floor as they talk, and I drown out what they say.
I'm scared for some reason; worried, too.
I'm not leaving anything behind, I have no family and the people sitting next to me are my only friends.
I look up and see Ashley standing there.
"Hey, Luke, I got some news for you."
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aaaaand that's the first chapter! this goes out to you fam krunkcalpal :-)