My blood kills cancer.
Yep, you read that right. The big bad C-word that scares just about everyone these days. My blood kills it. Dead. Dead Kennedys' invitation to the White House dead. Disappointed George Romero dead. Doesn't matter what type of cancer. It quickly finds itself outmaneuvered, surrounded, and mercilessly crushed by an iron-red phalanx. Just a few drops of my blood - drops mind you, and miracles start happening.
I'm settled but not satisfied. I'm supposed to be the world's best hero, not detached and away from society. Well, that's gonna change starting today. Cancer victims, get ready for my phalanx blood.
I enjoyed this one thoroughly. It strikes the right balance of bringing a new listener up to speed while breaking new ground, and sets the pace for what will hopefully be a long and thoroughly satisfying ride.
The narrator has the right tone of voice to match the writing style, which I completely believe is your average excessively-intelligent snarky teenager. Having been one myself, I can really relate. In the series he starts out stuck in the monotony of school, extracurriculars, and facing a world he's expected to be part of but sees so many faults in he would really rather keep his distance. Then the world turns upside down and he learns the blood in his veins is potentially the most valuable commodity on the planet, and his wants are worth nothing.
Now our ordinary teenager has to figure out how to do the most good with his blood, retain his independence as a human being, and wage war on the pharmaceutical conglomerates hunting him like dogs.
Three installments in and you can tell this one is going places.
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