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Monday, October 19, 2015

After Space

Some people call me an outlaw, some call me a hero. I like to think of myself as a very gifted salesman. I can convince even the best of negotiators to do what I tell them to. I stop the villains from taking what isn’t there’s and either selling it to the good guys or destroying it depending on what it is. I guard and protect those who can’t protect themselves. My name is Bore, and I am a Guardian.
                I live in refuge in an abandoned warehouse on Earth. I am not sure where on Earth I am, a lot has changed since you last knew. Allow me to fill you in on what happened 400 years ago. There used to be peace between humans and those who lived beyond our solar system. We found life on Mars in 2017, and when we did the alien life was friendly and peaceful. So the discoverer, whose name was Fawn, brought the Martians back to Earth. Only to realize that they were not peaceful, in fact the whole thing was a trap. The aliens came to Earth and destroyed everything, except for a small town in Florida. That’s where all of humanity fled to during this crises. All of the humans that made it to that small town in Florida, wanted to find a way off of Earth. So Fawn came out to them and said, “We only have enough room for 6 million people. The rest of you need to find refuge and seek shelter, or you can stay and fight.” So Fawn took the majority of human kind to the moon, but that was a trap as well. The aliens new we were going there and flanked Fawn. We hadn’t heard from them in a while so the only explanation was that Fawn and the others had died. So after Fawn left we had seized order and peace with the aliens. Since we were the only humans left we had to find out a way to repopulate. So we ended up reproducing with the aliens, and in return they learned English. So we found out they called themselves Nixers, and that they had originated from an all mighty being who lived several million years ago. Reproducing with them was weird and gross at first, but later we realized that our children were obtaining special powers because of it. The DNA mixing with both of our species made a super human. Our children were not getting sick, they had the blood cells of a shark. The Nixer’s bone material mixed with our bone marrow created a super hard, thick bone collagen which made them nearly indestructible. Soon our children were growing up faster. Instead of the normal 20 years of growing up and becoming an adult, it hanged into a quick 6 years. Each year they would go from new born, to toddler, to child, to pre-teen, to young adult and finally to adult. The life span grew as well, instead of humans getting older at 50 years old, they didn’t start showing signs of old age until 125 years of age, which means they died around 175 years. Those kind of men and women are still here today, there just aren’t that many of them. Let me tell you why that is, it started with a nickname. Pure blooded people started calling the mixed blooded people Mixers, as a funny little joke. It turned into so much more, it went from a nickname to an insult. Skip ahead 275 years, 125 years ago from today. The Mixers and Pure-bloods are living happy together on earth. Until something very traumatic happened, Fawn came back to Earth. When he saw that we had mixed bloods with his enemies, he became disgusted. He hated the fact that we mixed our genes with the Nixers and made families with them. So he began killing all who weren’t Pure-bloods, and ended up coming close to making the Mixers extinct. Alas he was killed by the son of the first Nixer king, who was a Mixer. After his death all of the Pure-bloods feared the Mixers and fled back to the moon where they have lived since.
                Up until recently, the moon was becoming brighter and hotter every day. Even during the day time you could see and feel the heat of the moon. The Mixers began to question if the Pure-bloods were the cause of this. So they started to form an army known as the Guardians, which were made up of only the most skilled and most powerful DNA Mixers. They split into 2 groups, the Hunters and the Heavies. The Hunters were sort of a spec-ops and spy kind of class of Mixers, they were silent and stealthy. The Heavies were a soldier type class that carried lots of armor and heavy machine guns. So the son of the first king of the Nixers, who’s name was Argog, sent a group of 4 Hunters to the moon to secretly find out what was going on. The groups name was the Taragarns, they left for the moon in 2164 and came back in the year 2168. The group came back with only 3 Hunters left, something happened during those 4 years on the moon. They said during one of their information raids one of the Hunters saw a beam of light so he went to it to see what it was, unfortunately he didn’t realize that it was a heat ray that was being shot from a building into the moon’s core. He showed the other Hunters and they all came to the conclusion that the Pure-bloods were trying to melt the moon from its core. The one Hunter stepped a little too close to the beam and then slipped into the beam and was melted from his skeleton. The Hunters brought back the conclusion that the Pure-bloods are trying to destroy the moon. If the moon was destroyed not only the Earth’s oceans would stand still, they would dry out by the sun’s heat. During the night there would be absolutely no light, and a day on Earth would be much shorter. Instead of 10 hours of daylight there would be only 6. The biggest thing that would happen if we lost our moon is that within 200 years of losing the moon, Earth would collide with mars. So Argog decided to create a team of Hunters and Heavies that would go and stop the Pure-bloods from destroying the moon. Now it’s 2417, and they still haven’t comeback. After 150 years of them leaving, Argog’s nephew Adric had seized control of becoming the leader of the United Counsel. After 50 years of Adric being in control, he became corrupt and power hungry. He started taking away all of our freedoms, and he brought back taxes so he could pay for his own pleasures. All who tried to resist his rule, including me, were exiled. Cast out into the apocalyptic Earth, where the only hope of survival was to steal and raid food and supplies from our own people. Once Adric found out that we were stealing from his people, he started to hire men and woman to act as a form of police or guards to patrol the city and the country roads in search for us. We call them the exterminators, they carry heavy machine guns and wear heavy armor. It was about 1 month after Adric had sent those police out to kill us that we had decided to stop them. So our rebel leader Kahn sent 10 of us to go take out a group of scouter Exterminators. We went to go do that and came back triumphantly, we had taken 4 heavy machine guns and 6 heavy armor sets and 1 COM Radio. With that COM Radio we could now hear what the guards were saying, and if we found the right codes from Adric’s main partner we could hear what Adric is planning.

                One day in planning the COM codes heist a man came back from a raid, only instead of supplies he brought back blueprints and the supplies for a military tank. Kahn was so pleased that he made that man, who’s name was Crota, his right hand man. Adric sent me and him and 5 others to go on a raid to get the tank’s ammo. The raid went off without a hitch, the only thing that went wrong was that unexpectedly, Adric was there. Adric killed all of the Guardians except me and Crota, we made it a few miles out before we were flanked by Adric. When Crota saw Adric he shot me in the legs causing me to fall to the ground. Crota ran at Adric and was able to stab him in the side, but Adric punched him in the face causing him to turn backwards. Allowing him to get the knife out of his side and was able to put it on Crota’s throat. Crota fell over and began to bleed out, I knew that it was my only chance to get away. One thing I didn’t see was that Crota had a grenade in his hand and had pulled the pin. So as I was walking away a huge explosion happened behind me. 



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