Empire

Prologue

My grandfather tells my brother and I the stories his mother told him of the world before the Great War, people living in harmony with less crime. Everyone craves that harmony, today the world is run off fear, that fear being the laws which could mean the difference between your children surviving to be an adult or not. Welcome to Zafor.

Zafor was founded by my people after the Great War. When it began the easiest way to create a successful society was to threaten the people, to control them through fear. A system was set up where if you are caught doing something against the law you're sentenced to death, and your children were taken into the custody of the empires if they were under 22. No one really knows what happens to the children taken by the empires but they've never come back. Our world is harsh yet simple to survive in, keep your head down, follow the laws and live life like the Great War never happened is what we are taught in school.

We were split into 6 sectors Tar, Barvich, Pomid, Wintard, Cula and the sector I lived in Yearth. Each sector has an empire, a thin fence separates each sector, touching this fence is one of the biggest laws. It is compulsory to go to the school in your sector if you're under 22, so we can get jobs once we graduate, unemployment is also against the law. The laws are controlled by heavily protected men who carry intimidating weapons, my father was one of these men. My mother was a doctor who worked in one of the more run down areas of my sector, I often helped her in emergencies. My brothers name is Theo, born on the 27th of February right before his twin sister, Opal yes that is me. We are currently 17.

You're probably wondering the reason I am telling you all of this, four years ago my father was caught smuggling food across sectors and him and my mother were sentenced to death. That is where my story really begins....