The AncientsThe AncientsI burst through the grove of trees, breathless and shaking. Ignoring my burning legs, I kept running, and running. I never wanted to stop running. An ominous white light lit up the black sky, blinding me momentarily. I wandered about for a few seconds, unsure what to do. I realized what was happening, and immediately tensed and prepared to run again. Just before I could take a step, two cold, sinister hands grabbed my shoulders, pulling me down. I landed on my back, looking straight into a pair of icy green eyes.My name is Valerie Nightingale. And this is the story of how my life changed. Anyway, let’s start at the beginning. It was a normal day, July 12th, 3016. The third world war had just ended, the Republic of Madagascar now united with the Antarctic Forest Colonies. The world was at peace...at least that’s what we thought. I had woken up uncomfortably early, holding my black coffee, staring at the sunrise in northern Manhattan. The black sky erupte
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