Episode 1

Hello, my name is Patricia Jones and I want to tell you my story. I was born well after World War III, most would say I'm very fortunate but I don't think that's the case. I don't know the date on which I was born, I never met my mum so my dad raised me for as long as he could until.... haha until he so pathetically just couldn't anymore (so he said) and just like that he left. Six years old on the 28th of

June, 7 pm I vividly remember him taking me to nans, he crouched down and said, 'Honey you are going to have to stay with your nan from now on. I'm... I just don't know what to to do I..... I', He took a breath and stayed silent for at least 30secs 'I want you to know that I love and that I will never give up on you, no matter what. Look at me Pat' then I looked at him while he stared into my eyes, his eyes were watery and this was so weird to me so I just shut my mouth. 'I don't know if we'll ever see each other again but I will always be there for you, now you need to man and take care of yourself. Remember never ever' and I finish off the sentence he always tells me 'trust anyone, but where are you going?'

'Don't worry about me ok, as long as you keep in mind that I love you most I hope this will make sense to you one day.'

'Does this mean we will never see each other again.'

'Maybe, maybe not, I don't know.' Then he hugged me for about 2mins, his breaths were very heavy and he said. 'I love you so much, you are the most important person to me you know that. I love you, I do.' He was still hugging me and I didn't know what to do so I said, I love you too then he let go and left. I have never forgotten that I remember it like it was yesterday.

Once upon a time technology had developed greatly since the 21st century. When they first attempted holograms, flying cars, self-driving cars and personal butler robots. We thought a breakthrough in this field would help the world. In some ways it did and the results were extremely beneficial to the human race. Now that all this had been developed further and further, we now began to see the consequences. At first only a few could see the flaws but now even the blindest eyes notice the effects. Not only around them but inside them as well. The change we so desperately needed laid behind the answers to the fixing the 'Imperfections Of Our Perfect' world and the secrets of this generation and the ones before.

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"Hayden Cocker, 10yrs,  IQ 230"

"Asha Ginnie, 13 yrs, IQ 241."

"Lizzy Tatya, 14 yrs, IQ 250"

"Joy Norfolk, 15  yrs, IQ 267"

"Joyce Norfolk, 15  yrs, IQ 267"

"Joyleen Norfolk  15  yrs, IQ 267"

"Natasha  Merai, 16 yrs, IQ 268"

"John  Buster, 17 yrs, IQ 285"

"Kevin Potter, 19 yrs, IQ  288"

"Patricia Jones, 20 yrs, IQ 300"

"Right! All the ten of you will be a team from now on. You take care of each other, look out for each other and most important of all work well with each other. Are we clear ?"

"Sir, yes sir!" We all say in unison.

"Hayden is the youngest, we usually recruit teenagers 13 and up so I expect you to be tolerant of him..... Patricia!"

"Sir!"

"You're the oldest and have the highest IQ too. You will be the team leader. I expect a lot from you especially responsibility. Don't fail me or else..."

I lift my hand and put it on my forehead face up with my other hand stiff by my side like a soldier. There was no need to finish the sentence, we all know the consequences of our failure. It's the only reason we are co-operating with this shady organization in the first place.

That's me, Patricia Jones. You can already guess I'm a girl. Oldest in the group and the only African American here so far, not that I've seen. That doesn't make feel inferior though but instead superior. With the highest IQ I'm proud of but the only problem with that is, it also comes along with a higher EQ as well and in this age, that's the last thing I want. I use exactly 79.34158967% of my brain abnormal yes but normal since the 21st century. Life was good back then at least I believe it was. Because really, they didn't kidnap teen recruits for some mysterious 'Project Quest.'

We've been here for a week now. All we do is attend a bunch of different classes, eat and sleep. We were arranged to sleep in an apartment split into boys and girls. Time seems to move slower here and as soon as we finish training I flop on my bed and think about why we're here. It bothers me a lot, sometimes I wonder if it bothers anyone the way it does me. I have questions and there's no one to answer them. We are told very little about what goes on here, apparently the less we know the safer we are. My feelings are strongest in my team and I hate it. I hate the feeling of helplessness, I hate myself for thinking the worst possible reason for being here, I hate these people for taking me away and I hate the world for the fact that I'm not a human being but a human-machine.

Early this morning we were called for assembly. Everyone's here. Funny thing is this place feels like the army. Well, I think it is from what I've seen in movies just less lively. Point is we don't talk unless we have to, we salute everyone with a higher rank to us and we do hard out training day in day out, of course including mental training as well. We've been standing here for a while though it looks like most of us are focused on something and others looking around curiously but here I am lost in my thoughts like the norms. I feel like they want to control us but I'm not easy to break as they think I am. I've seen things with my own eyes, heard things with my ears and you wouldn't believe what I know. When the time comes I hope to share it with someone. Maybe then.....

"Greetings"

"Good Morning Sir Arnold"

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