Genre: Science Fiction
About littlesparkLocation: Wakefield, West Yorkshire, UK Home Region: Age:15 Favorite novels: Century Rain, Pushing Ice, The House of Suns; Alastair Reynolds, Harry Potter Series; J.K.Rowling, LOTR; J.R.R.Tolkien, The Edge; Alan Gibbons Favorite writers: Susan Cooper, J. K. Rowling, Cornelia Funke, Alan Gibbons, Marjorie Blackman, Alastair Reynolds. Favorite music: Linkin Park, Skillet, Indigo Girls, 80's, Three Doors Down, Three Days Grace etc etc etc Non-noveling interests: Gaming, Babbits/Monkeys/Polar Bears/cuddly things, My Girlfriend and Skype. |
Joined: October 2, 2007 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 45 NaNoWriMo buddies: 13
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Brief Author Bio: I'm Fifteen years old. In the second year of my GCSEs and originally thought that my mocks were going to be in the middle of NaNo, however thanks to someone smart at my school they are now in January. I have an amazing girlfriend named Michelle that I begged to join York and Leeds as her region even though she lives in Arizona. She did it and I love her all the more for it! |
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Synopsis: The Geneva Convention
Waking up in the darkness they struggle to survive, but what if they were actually never meant to be alive? What if their existence is something that should never have happened? How will they survive when someone, or something, is trying to kill them.
Excerpt: The Geneva Convention
Excerpt from the Novel: Geneva Convention.
Prologue: Cold and Dark,
It was a cold and dark place to wake up in the end. The walls radiated the coldness inwards all the way through the large metal construct, it bounced off the walls as if it were rays of light reflecting off of the mirrors that always seemed to make people squint and close their eyes. The air was a suffocating mixture of something that was much too dry and something that had way too much moisture. It made the lungs feel as if they were breathing water and sand at the same time. For all the good that it was doing them they might as well be breathing water and sand, they gasped for breath as if they were drowned and dehydrated at the same time.
It was a claustrophobia place for them to wake up also. It was a place where the very walls seemed to be closed in around them and making them gasp for the breath that they couldn't get. It was a place where the metal dripped down into their bodies and prevented them from being moved away from the things that were closing in around them. The metallic mass that surrounded them tightened with every breath that they took and then – then it released them into the air. They took deep gasping breathes before falling to their knees on the hard ground.
Wild eyes looked around the construct, blue and green blurred appeared where the eyes once were, it made them look almost inhuman. However their cold, naked, shivering frames re-enforced the fact that they were. The soft contours of their bodies shaped like a Greek goddess of old, perfect in their shape and size. For all intents and purposes like looked like babes born outside in the shiveringly cold barns from farms of old. The farms that had once occupied the world that humans used to call Home, Earth. Earth was a world long gone though, the world of barns and cars had disappeared hundreds of years before and now most of the laws of the old planet had disappeared as well to exist no more.
Harsh breathes were heard in the otherwise silent world of the inside of the metal barn. Two beings born out of the darkness and the cold, their eyes locked in the distance between their bodies and they were no longer so alone.
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Chapter One: Awakening.
She reached up for the side of the other coffin like arrangement as soon as she was within distance of it. She grabbed the edge and used it to drag herself to her feet. Her legs wobbled underneath her and started to give way but she held herself on her arms; she looked down into the coffin, trying to look through the glass at the person that was held inside. All she could manage to see was a vague outline but still she reached down and tried to touch the person that was there.
She saw the blinking red light that had been on the inside of her coffin as well and reached towards it. Her fingers pressed down on the little button that was on the outside of the casket - she hadn't known it was there - and the top of the case started to part just like hers had before. It opened to reveal another person inside the case - the blue eyed girl wondered if that was what she was looked like - the pain of her body fading into the background of her mind as she gazed at the other person.
The boils that were all over the blue eyed one's body were all over the other girl's body as well. The first looked down at the side of the casket and read the number "Seventeen" from the side, then she turned her head and looked back at her own and saw the number "Nine" on the side.
"Hello Seventeen." She spoke softly, not realising that she had down so until the girl's head snapped up and she looked up at her. The girl's green eyes connected with Nine's own blue eyes, Nine's face scrunched up as she saw the amount of pain that Seventeen looked as if she was going through. "I'm Nine."
"Hi," Seventeen ground out reaching her hand out to Nine. "Please, make it go away." She groaned out painfully. It was as if her very voice was speaking the amount of pain that she was in.
Nine tried to calm the girl but in the end she wasn't able to with her words and so instead she pulled herself up into the same casket that Seventeen was laying in. Nine wrapped her arms around the girl's waist and pulled her back into her body from where she was laying behind her. "Its going to be okay. I'm here." She whispered softly into the girl's hair trying to comfort her as best she could.
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