I am not a hero. I never had a family, never had friends, and never fell in love. My first memory is of a military training ground getting yelled at to keep running to keep doing push ups sit ups to keep going. I didn't ever learn my true name only the codename that was assigned to me “atlas” I didn't have a name simply because I wasn't supposed to exist I'm the sole survivor of a super soldier program named “ lightning” it is a terrible name. We started off with 30 people myself included but over the years and over the many missions many people died until it was only me. The only thing that kept me sane well somewhat sane, through all the torture the slaughter and the deaths was my love, to the point of obsession over guns. I've been in the military for all of my life and now that I turn 16 I finally left it no they didn't willing let me go in fact they fought so hard to keep me there but there was a whistleblower and the whole project was shown to the public including the missions and at what age we had to do them it is a long list since the people thought that it was too inhumane to keep me in the army all my life they let me go. Now i'm in highschool even though I learned everything there is to learn here they decided it was better for me to stay and communicate with people my own age. That's when I heard it that voice.

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