Publisher's Synopsis
Jason White is a simple young man of fourteen years old, with your typical teenage issues. When events in his life place him into situations he never thought he would be in, he has to react based on the training his grandfather had given him. Jason is a half Indian, half White who becomes the victim of a hate crime in his new school. His mother was taken from him before her time and now he has to live with his aging grandfather. After he meets, who he believes is the love of his life, he finds out that he is not even who he thinks he is, but the result of a multi-generation breeding program started by an alien race from the other side of the universe! His forefathers were sent to this world to take part in a very specific breeding program to produce a targeted result. Jason discovers he is the one the aliens have been waiting for. After 1500 generations Jason White is the one who the fate of the world rests upon! Book one in the saga is titled, "Rise of the Death Walkers" Jason White is a teenager who learns he has a destiny in life. Jason is destined to become "The Savior of Mankind". This destiny follows Jason no matter where he goes and he is not sure he is up to the job. When he begins losing the people he loves to the enemy he runs away. Where does he run? The army of all places. He choses the most dangerous job he can think of, a grunt on the front line. The ulterior reason for this is that he wants to die. He can't kill himself because coded into his genes is a safety mechanism that prevents him from taking his own life. Even placing himself on the front lines does not make the task easy because the survival instinct buried deep within him makes him the optimal grunt for the front line. With reflexes off the scale and the ability to tap into animalistic traits, Jason is as close to a super soldier that the army has ever been able to train. Prologue I waited until I saw the signal that everyone was in place before I turned to my second and commanded. "Move out. If it moves and it's not ours it dies." The entire process would take no more than twenty minutes and as I had commanded nothing survived on the opposing forces. We were using electronic pulse guns that would trigger a hefty shock to anyone hit. It was a tribute to the training my men had received that I had not lost a single man in the entire operation. We had reached the objective and were back at our base camp waiting for further orders from the training personal responsible for rating this final exercise in our advanced urban warfare course. I would be notified at the conclusion of the operation if we had received a pass or fail. If I passed I would be given my orders as to my first assignment. "Corporal Whitemar, report to Captain Blake immediately." I flinched as my assumed name was bellowed over the announcement system. Jason White was no more and Jeran Whitemar was who I was and would remain. Jason White was wanted for escaping custody Jeran Whitemar was an unknown in the sea of millions of Americans and thousands of soldiers who volunteered to defend the American way of life.
