Jackson Scott
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Full time single dad.
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Love Not Lost
Fire rained down overhead. Explosions were heard beyond the horizon. Uriah Thyman stumbled over another corpse as the last explosion sounded closer. It seemed the battle was nearing him or he was nearing it. Uriah continued on entrenched in sweat and ash. Clothes ragged and his boots wore out, he knew in his heart he could not stop. A driving force was pushing him, leading him, guiding him. He had felt the rush of excitement just two days before. This was journey he was waiting all his life for. And it was not for the ongoing war. He had no side or use in it. A revolution had brewed over the Global Partnership’s over reach of civil and basic human rights for decades. It had started out as a mere pact between nations. One by one it gobbled up every country and its people. The United States had been infiltrated during World War I but was the last to withstand the GP’s grasp. Finally after the Last War, the Global Partnership announced its triumph declaring peace and fairness. The only fairness is no one had anything. It first beheaded any resistor then chipped away at its citizens rights and property. Now everyone lived in factory villages. Major corporations became one under the Partnership policy an by a select few globalist. With climate change and prying of land from commoners, the entire world was owned. You could hide but starvation would soon follow. The elitists at the top enjoyed climate controlled islands and real fruits and delicate meats while factory villages deteriorated underneath the dimmed sun in a smog. Nothing grew, the lush wildlife that once roamed almost gone. If you wanted to survive you had to go to work to ensure the elitist’s lifestyle. The world was caught between survival and desperation. Many wailed for mercy and forgiveness as they believed the Partnership’s lies. Commoners blamed themselves. Generations were now born into this slavery. The only education provided was how to work a machine in insane conditions and that the Partnership was here for peace that the people could not be trusted with freedom for the generations from before had doomed us with cars and a thing called the internet to say the least. Anyone who spoke out was killed and hanged in front of their village for indefinite to be made of an example. All daughters were taken at age 9 and only some were returned once they were deemed clear by the GP years later. Then they were allowed to breed. Any child with a deformity or serious disease was terminated upon birth. Suffering had became the new normal for everyone. But a small group of resistors now dubbed the Mutineers had began a revolution, first meeting in off grid places. They had a leader Slyvestor Grandor they called him. Uriah had never met him or even laid eyes on him. Some said it was myth to draw out unloyal commoners to test the people. Mr. Grandor had apparently found a book, a book that told of all the lies the GP told the commoners. Literacy was not a common skill among villagers.
By Jackson Scott3 years ago in Humans