A small jolt is sent into the back of the two Accelerators' necks.
Lisa: "Huh?"
A Demo member steps out from behind them.
Demo Member: "It's to prevent them from jacking into your nervous systems from a distance."
Chase and Lisa rub the backs of their necks.
Chase: "Thanks."
Boss: "Well, good to know that they've lost the deadliest weapon in their arsenal."
Chase's father turns around.
Boss: "Why don't you take them to the barracks?"
Demo Member: "Right away."
The member leads them out of the room.
Lisa: "O-Okay."
The Accelerators leave the room.
Demo Member: "Follow me."
They're being lead through the crowds, getting stares.
Crowd: "(whispering) Did we just get the Cyan Blur on our side?"
Chase: "Guess I really am quite the the Accelerator."
They people are in awe that Chase is on their side.
Lisa: "It... feels strange."
A large building labeled, "barracks," stands before them.
Demo Member: "You can choose whatever beds you want."
The member walks away.
Lisa: "O-Okay."
They step inside to find dozens of soldiers all over the bunk beds inside.
Soldier 1: "You..."
They look at Chase with disgust.
Chase: "Huh?"
Soldier 2: "I don't care if you're with us."
Soldier 3: "That body killed my closest friends without a second thought."
They all look away from Chase.
Lisa: "That shouldn't be surprising."
Chase and Lisa head to a bunk in the corner.
Chase: "Why?"
Lisa: "Well uh, I'm a second generation Accelerator."
Chase: "(darkly) So you saw what our bodies did?"
Lisa: "Y-Yeah, and it wasn't pretty."
Chase lies down on the bottom bunk.
Chase: "(in head) The only thing I saw for those four years was that day on repeat."
Lisa: "But we're going to end this Accelerator program!"
Chase: "Yeah..."
Chase falls asleep, thinking about everything that had transpired that day...
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Accelerator
Science FictionChase Arrows, among millions of minors were your average children inside the world government in the year 2234 a.d. They went to school, made friends, and had their dreams. That all changes when the representatives at the top develop M.O.N.O. (Multi...