Rebellion

The golden Pheasant.

Someone once told me, The moment that you've been knocked down is the moment that it counts. And the moment that you've lost yourself if the moment that you're found. You can see the world much clearer when your eyes are filled with tears. The only wav to not be afraid is to learn to face your fears. You're not really afraid of the dark. You're afraid of the lack of light. It's the fear of falling when you say you're afraid of heights. The only reason you know you're sad is because you've been happy before. You may see the world as an ugly place but you're only seeing the view from your door. I never really understood him growing up. But now it all makes sense.

I guess that this all started a long time ago. The end of the war. There was a nuclear war that destroyed big cities all around the world. In the middle of the war many natural disasters were accruing due to global warming. Most land was uninhabitable. It didn't take long for people to start dying off due to poisoning in the air and exposure to radiation. It became top priority to come up with a way to survive in this new world. With in one year the government had built factories to produce masks that allowed people to breath clean air. This was a temporary fix to the problem and they were working on a more permanent fix.

Three years later a new plan was made and the four corners of the world teamed up and build four major cities that would not be on land. We were going to live on the ocean in what is known as The Golden Pheasants. That's all we know. We don't have any documentation of what the world was like and all of the different cultures before The Golden Pheasants. Each one of The Golden Pheasants as it's own ocean. The one in the north has the Arctic ocean, it's name is November. The one in the south has the Atlantic ocean, it's name is Sierra. The one to the east is known as Echo and is found in the Indian ocean and the one to the west in the Pacific ocean, is called Whiskey.

Since the Golden Pheasants were created and everyone was boarded we stayed here. There have been no wars between the Pheasants. Systems have been changed in order to keep everything peace full. Death is something we avoid. We do not like to kill people to try and have long happy lives. Most jobs are not done by humans. It saves money for the government to keep the Pheasants in good condition. Life is good for most of us. I live on the November Pheasant. My Dad works in a high position for the government and my Mom is a doctor. We live in a rich part of town with all of the other people with good jobs. My best friend Chase lives across the city from me in cheaper section.

Chase only lives with his mom and never sees his dad. He never told me why. I don't pry. Now that you are caught up on the history lets move on to the story. Every story starts at the beginning...

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I was by my self when the phone rang. My parents were off November and in a trip to the waste lands to do an investigation. I picked up the phone and slid my figure across the tine glass answering it with a brief hello. It was cold to the touch. A man on the other end spoke, "Are you Derek Green?" His voice was deep and rough.

"Yes." I didn't recognize his voice.

"What are the names of you parents?"

Confused I responded, "Bill and Sarah Green."

He quickly stated, "Two men will be at your home an one in the afternoon. Be home. Don't tell anyone." Before I could ask any questions he hung up and the phone made a high pitch beep noise. I hung it back up on the wall by the door. It was ten in the morning. I have time to go out and do stuff. I picked up the phone and called Chase.

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Life isn't easy for us here in the pile of trash. We are known as outcasts or law breakers. We are the people that aren't good enough to be on the Pheasants. Food has always been scarce but Gardens are doing better now. It's been two hundred thousand years since the great war that destroyed everything. people that are new to this destruction were old masks that were created right after the war. We collect them from people from the Pheasants went they come with supplies every year. They bring machines, doctors and some men that look at things and mess around with people. We don't need them. Sometimes they come with people that are meant to live here with us. We have some structures that we made and some that were able to stay standing. We live on and island that is a huge mountain in the northern part of the world. There aren't many places left that haven't flooded. Population isn't a issue because many people die. we can't do anything about it when snow comes.