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I watch as the three kids run across the wastelands. I want to let them go, let them run home to Chicago. But my role is crucial – I need to stay perfectly, undeniably in character. I sigh, before pointing and yelling.
"They're getting away!" I watch as Samuel, Hetta and Gar charge after them, their muscled legs pounding the earth. I keep a straight face as the trio drag the children back to the cart, this time binding their wrists and feet. Allie looks up at me beseechingly, and it's all I can do not to pick her up and place her on my lap. For thirteen, she's incredibly small. Still, I saw her run.
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Resistant - an Allegiant Continuation (FanFiction)
Fanfiction"I'm sick of Jak and Allie - all they do is talk and sleep when we need to be focusing on escape. What I really need is a plan..." Tris is alive, against all odds, and is captured while journeying home to Chicago. Can she escape and reach Tobias bef...
