• Project orange


    Chapter one
    Mark Marshall


    2 years after the explosion
    Oct. 23rd, 2002


    Have you ever loved some one who was important to you, wishing that person would come back? My name is Mark Marshall the year is 2002, me and my sister Liz moved to New York because mom and dad died in a car accident in Washington D.C. but as soon as we moved here we found out there was a new drug called “project orange”. A deadly liquid that can be shot into your veins giving you super human abilities. People have overdose on it and eventually die. Cops can’t stop project orange from being used a lot of people have died from using it. In 2000 my sister Liz died in a plane crash over the Atlantic Ocean, she was heading to Japan. After seeing her death on TV I began to lose my grip on things. I would see her in the store on the streets but when I rubbed my eyes or run up to her she was gone. After 4 days of the plane explosion I met Cal he told me about being a hired gun. Killing people for money I thought for a long time about it but I joined. He said it would help me forget about my sister, after joining I found out there are a lot of people who work there. Sully a 6’2 man and built he uses the sniper with a silencer, josh he is 6’1 also built he doesn’t believe in guns he uses daggers to make it quick, Anko is Japanese who uses Uzis with silencers; he believes that snipers are for the weak. And my friend Cal my next door neighbor he is 6’1 also, he handles the money and uses a revolver. And the man who controls all this is Ted parker he has killed more then 36 people. Lets go back how this all started.









    Chapter 2

    Welcome to New York


    2 days before the explosion.


    “Mark wake up” Liz said gently. When I opened my eyes I was still in a car but we were in the big city. “Finally it took forever” Mark said looking at the tall buildings. “Yup we are in New York, the city of millions of people” Liz said smiling. As I turned around I looked at Liz, she looked happy but something in her eyes told me she was hurting inside. We drove for awhile trying to get to the apartments, our apartment number was 81. In about 15 minutes he found the apartments. “Okay Mark our things should already be in there” Liz said smiling. Liz hired people to move our things in then when we get there every thing should be in place. Liz opened her car door I did to we walked up the stairs to our apartment. As we reached the top of the stairs we saw 81 and 82, we walked to 81 then we heard a “hello”. We turned around to see a man with a blue jacket, black hair, jeans also. “Hello! My name is Liz, this is Mark and we are going to be your new neighbors” Liz said proudly. “My name is Cal Washington it’s nice to meet you Mark and Liz” Cal said. He held out his hand Liz grab his hand and shook it. i did the same.