BigBoss
Your Local Scrub
Well guys, since my book's second chapter his a brief halt because I was forced to pay the hospital/emergency room a visit, I felt bad for holding you guys off for so long. So I wrote a type of poetic short story. The short story takes place upon Earth. In the year 2109, the ozone layer had been completely destroyed due to the world's governments neglecting the environment and continuing to use eco-hazardous fuels without worry. Apparently, the sun creates a massive radiation wave every one hundred thousand years. In the year of 2109, Earth was due to be hit by the sun's 100-decade release of energy. However, unlike in our own modern time, Earth had the ozone layer to protect it. Now humanity is forced to pay for their carelessness. Scientists discovered the sun's one-hundred thousand year energy release just a decade before it was due, and to late to do anything about it. Scientists also found out that this was exactly what happened to Mars. On March 15th, 2109 the sun scorched the Earth. Humanity however, managed to survive this. They didn't do so without paying the ultimate price however...
NOTE: Before I present this, I must say that the credit for this does not all belong to me. While I took the time to write this up and create it's backstory and poem for it, I was influenced to create this, I did not make it purely off of my own imagination. Taking the time to turn it into a poem and create a backstory however, I did do. Also, this is NOT, I repeat NOT meant to be a apart of the Fallout universe nor is it Fallout fan-fiction.
[One Hundred Years Later...]
Introduction
In the infinity of known space on the radiation-bathed planet of Earth, the inhabitants leave a dull and harsh life, attempting to survive among the ruins of a dead civilization in a search to carve out their own existance and happiness. In one particular part of the world, there is a ruthless and organized gang of slavers known to the locals as the 'Slavers of the Core', whom take slaves in order to mine the precious medal Ultra-Alloy Z2. They watch over their workers, ensuring they perform their functions or pay the price for disobediance.
Slaver Labor Camp
Slave: Get up Chris they're coming over here man.
Chris: I can't, I... I won't. I just can't go on.
Slave: Don't do this shit to me man, come on!
Slaver Guard: Prisoner 4432 stand and commence working or be terminated in five seconds!
Slave: Man they're about to kill you, come on! Get up man, hurry!
Chris: I've, I've thought this out. And I'm truly ready. Just remember that I once existed too...
Chris: Just, just get out of here I, I don't want you to see this. Just remember me for who I was and not what I'm about to become.
Slaver Guard: [Talking into radio] Prisoner 4432 has failed to comply, commencing termination... now.
[Slaver Guard fires several laser beams at Chris, who lies dead on the ground]
Slave: Nooooooo!!!! You fucking bastards. [Man crying] You killed him!
[Slaver Guard points his laser rifle toward the man]
Slaver Guard: Prisoner 3014 you will also commence working or be terminated.
Slave: Terminate this, you bastards!
[Slave fires several gunshots at the Slaver Guard, which fail to hurt him and deflect off of his armor, however the force of the gunshots push the slaver toward the ground. Still on the ground Slaver Guard takes out his radio]
Slaver Guard: Riot control, we have a renegade prisoner with illegal weaponry, commencing termination process now...
[The Slaver Guard begins to stand up as the Slave turns around and runs. The Slaver Guard fires his laser rifle three times which miss the Slave, instead hitting the ground directly in front of him opening what seems to be a tunnel in which the Slave falls in and drops straight down into. Alarms are now going off as the Slave falls through the tunnel, and finds himself inside an underground cave]
Slaver Guard: Riot control, prisoner 3014 has fallen into an unknown tunnel caused by laser fire. Commencing pursuit, beginning tracking device now. We have lost visual on target and are in pursuit. Engage when found, adjust sensors for heat signature...
[Slaver Guard's voice fades away]
The Cave
Down into the tunnel maze of darkness I flee, ultra violent slaver guards, they nearly found me.
They seek and destroy, their crimson eyes scan the void... choke upon the dust as I avoid.
Zero's my score as I chose to appose the God's of War,
I'll never see the solar sun of Earth's surface here-to-fore.
I've seen the killing routine of all my friends,
Nothing left in this world except my need for revenge.
Phantom lives live a lie as we work upon the rock, do or die as we strive to survive this paradox.
Soulless eyes of the core are always watchin' us, we slave across this broken landscape, dawn to dusk.
For beneath the red sun we die a slow death, soon the time will be upon me to take my last breath.
I fearfully roam, as I hear my heart's erratic tone, because I don't wanna' die beneath these darkened catacombs.
[Slavers of the Core]
We are the unmerciful slavers of the core.
Powerful remnants of our fathers destined to rule the inferior.
We force the lesser amongst us to mine the dry Earth,
We feed off it's fertility.
Initialized tactics prove avoidance a futility
Terminate the lives of our slaves for no compliancy.
Holding our ancestors advanced technology,
Older weapons are classified obsolete.
Lasers stand by to pulverize organic meat.
Isotronic optics analyze molecular disturbance.
Track the lifeform then deploy for deliverance.
[Voice Play's Over Slaver Guards Radio] We have lost the target's signature, requesting additional supplies and troops. Prisoner has escaped into underground tunnels of unknown origin. There is no escape, we shall find and terminate all units who rebel. Engage when found with positive ID check. Targeting systems are now [voice begins to fade].
The Inner Cave
Crypt of death - I feel the weight upon my chest,
Dead man walkin', death row whos' short of steps.
Even though I stand alone the thought is ever dreary,
I grow weary as I feel the end near me.
Then I see what must be a simulacrum ahead,
A strange glow where the darkness is shed.
Like a moth to the flame drawn toward the eerie light,
Wonders be told there it floats in my sight.
A gleaming crystal in the shape of a skull,
Ancient relic giving out a wicked death call.
[The Thirteenth Skull]
I am that which was and will be again,
A vessel of power from which time transcends.
Proceed fourth to recieve true enlightenment
As your mind becomes linked with the omnipotent.
[The Slave]
Words fall from its hallowed jaw like a mannequin,
I backpedal trip and spin like a harlequin.
Can it simply be my mind is spun?
Pray to my diety I don't become undone...
[The Thirteenth Skull]
I am neither evil nor your notion of good,
I am beyond all comprehension I hope that's understood.
Now to your mortal mind this may appear obscene,
But you have been summoned here for a greater scheme.
[The Slave]
How can that be when it's not a possibility,
Because I was chased here by the means of hostility.
Though I can't deny that your powers do divinfy,
I choose my own destiny and I'll be---
[Thirteenth Skull] Shut Up.
Damned if I...
[Thirteenth Skull] Shut Up.
[The Thirteenth Skull]
You must see a vision for your time is brief,
Mortality sneaks upon you as a thief.
It is of a world made by a god's grace,
Far removed from this tormented place.
Close your eye's so that you may see,
The utopia where you truly wish to be.
The Vision
[The Slave sees Earth. However, it is no longer in ruins, or covered in an ever-expanding desert. People are not sorrowful and/or depressed. People are not killing, stealing, and fighting amongst eachother for scraps to survive. Radiation does not blanket the world. Instead their are cities filled with technological wonders, working electricity, motor vehicles. Children are laughing and playing in the streets, families are living peacefully and happily. People are not just surviving here, but instead are thriving. The people in these cities are living peacefully and happily, love is plentiful, ever-essecnt, and in full bloom among Earth's inhabitants]
[The Slave is floating above the buildings, people seem not to notice he is even there. He passes children laughing and playing in the street, then an ambulance with sirens driving by. He is lifted up to see the outskirts of the city, a beautiful green majestic field with high canopy trees and a harmonious, crystal river in which one's own reflection can be seen clearer than any mirror]
Where am I?
What is this place?
Marvelous...
So free...
So alive...
I fly beyond a blue hemisphere,
Feelings of fear quickly disappear,
Spiraling down to a dream sublime,
Never have I seen such a place divine.
Green canopies grow endlessly,
Around cities, that rest upon the shores of seas.
Fabricated mountains glorify the sky,
I see soft white clouds, floating by.
Cool dark waters ripple in the breeze,
Dancing rain, whispers tranquility.
A calming comes when the night unfolds,
As snowy winter winds, do blow cold.
Stone highways disappear in eternity,
As animals are abound in the geography.
People seekin' their own happiness,
In this majestic garden of the truly blessed.
Sounds of laughter brings tears to my eyes,
As music ascends the spirit to new highs.
To live one day in this paradise,
My empty life I would sacrafice.
For a day in this paradise,
My life I would sacrafice.
For a day,
I would sacrafice.
[The world then begins to rip away from him, as everything starts growing further and further distant, while the realm he was originally in is now growing ever near until he is back in his own reality]
Where's it all going?
Why is it fading away?
Please!
Bring it back!
No!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Cave
Why do you tempt me, what have I done?
You show a fantasy that could never be had nor won!
[The Thirteenth Skull]
Lunacy's a myth by those who can't see,
What you consider fiction is often a reality.
I am the watcher of this oscilating universe
I see even those hearing this verse.
To be true, others watch you,
There's indeed a greater purpose to this interlude.
Now lay to embrace the sleep of the benign,
As your cyce of life repeats throughout time.
[The Slave]
Fatigue takes me as I try to hold on,
While the skulls eyes are staring back from Babylon.
The Dream
[The world he saw slowly returns to him.]
In my dream the world does manifest,
Passin' through city streets that are luminous.
A woman goes by with beautiful eyes,
If only I could be in this world and not alive!
I feel a dark presence as I try to withhold,
I toss in my sleep as my body grows cold.
I see the shimmer of an eden so sweet,
As I sadly smile and begin to weep.
[As the slave is flying through the world in his dream, he is reunited with his friends and family, whom are both healthy and happy]
As I sadly smile....
And begin to weep...
[As the slave is lying on the cave ground, seemingly unconscious several shots from a laser rifle pierce his torso. His vital signs cease, however his "dream" continues]
Slaver Guard: We have found the prisoner. Our CTC has been achieved. Escaped prisoner has been terminated. All units return to Sector 36013 for new orders.
NOTE: Before I present this, I must say that the credit for this does not all belong to me. While I took the time to write this up and create it's backstory and poem for it, I was influenced to create this, I did not make it purely off of my own imagination. Taking the time to turn it into a poem and create a backstory however, I did do. Also, this is NOT, I repeat NOT meant to be a apart of the Fallout universe nor is it Fallout fan-fiction.
[One Hundred Years Later...]
Introduction
In the infinity of known space on the radiation-bathed planet of Earth, the inhabitants leave a dull and harsh life, attempting to survive among the ruins of a dead civilization in a search to carve out their own existance and happiness. In one particular part of the world, there is a ruthless and organized gang of slavers known to the locals as the 'Slavers of the Core', whom take slaves in order to mine the precious medal Ultra-Alloy Z2. They watch over their workers, ensuring they perform their functions or pay the price for disobediance.
Slaver Labor Camp
Slave: Get up Chris they're coming over here man.
Chris: I can't, I... I won't. I just can't go on.
Slave: Don't do this shit to me man, come on!
Slaver Guard: Prisoner 4432 stand and commence working or be terminated in five seconds!
Slave: Man they're about to kill you, come on! Get up man, hurry!
Chris: I've, I've thought this out. And I'm truly ready. Just remember that I once existed too...
Chris: Just, just get out of here I, I don't want you to see this. Just remember me for who I was and not what I'm about to become.
Slaver Guard: [Talking into radio] Prisoner 4432 has failed to comply, commencing termination... now.
[Slaver Guard fires several laser beams at Chris, who lies dead on the ground]
Slave: Nooooooo!!!! You fucking bastards. [Man crying] You killed him!
[Slaver Guard points his laser rifle toward the man]
Slaver Guard: Prisoner 3014 you will also commence working or be terminated.
Slave: Terminate this, you bastards!
[Slave fires several gunshots at the Slaver Guard, which fail to hurt him and deflect off of his armor, however the force of the gunshots push the slaver toward the ground. Still on the ground Slaver Guard takes out his radio]
Slaver Guard: Riot control, we have a renegade prisoner with illegal weaponry, commencing termination process now...
[The Slaver Guard begins to stand up as the Slave turns around and runs. The Slaver Guard fires his laser rifle three times which miss the Slave, instead hitting the ground directly in front of him opening what seems to be a tunnel in which the Slave falls in and drops straight down into. Alarms are now going off as the Slave falls through the tunnel, and finds himself inside an underground cave]
Slaver Guard: Riot control, prisoner 3014 has fallen into an unknown tunnel caused by laser fire. Commencing pursuit, beginning tracking device now. We have lost visual on target and are in pursuit. Engage when found, adjust sensors for heat signature...
[Slaver Guard's voice fades away]
The Cave
Down into the tunnel maze of darkness I flee, ultra violent slaver guards, they nearly found me.
They seek and destroy, their crimson eyes scan the void... choke upon the dust as I avoid.
Zero's my score as I chose to appose the God's of War,
I'll never see the solar sun of Earth's surface here-to-fore.
I've seen the killing routine of all my friends,
Nothing left in this world except my need for revenge.
Phantom lives live a lie as we work upon the rock, do or die as we strive to survive this paradox.
Soulless eyes of the core are always watchin' us, we slave across this broken landscape, dawn to dusk.
For beneath the red sun we die a slow death, soon the time will be upon me to take my last breath.
I fearfully roam, as I hear my heart's erratic tone, because I don't wanna' die beneath these darkened catacombs.
[Slavers of the Core]
We are the unmerciful slavers of the core.
Powerful remnants of our fathers destined to rule the inferior.
We force the lesser amongst us to mine the dry Earth,
We feed off it's fertility.
Initialized tactics prove avoidance a futility
Terminate the lives of our slaves for no compliancy.
Holding our ancestors advanced technology,
Older weapons are classified obsolete.
Lasers stand by to pulverize organic meat.
Isotronic optics analyze molecular disturbance.
Track the lifeform then deploy for deliverance.
[Voice Play's Over Slaver Guards Radio] We have lost the target's signature, requesting additional supplies and troops. Prisoner has escaped into underground tunnels of unknown origin. There is no escape, we shall find and terminate all units who rebel. Engage when found with positive ID check. Targeting systems are now [voice begins to fade].
The Inner Cave
Crypt of death - I feel the weight upon my chest,
Dead man walkin', death row whos' short of steps.
Even though I stand alone the thought is ever dreary,
I grow weary as I feel the end near me.
Then I see what must be a simulacrum ahead,
A strange glow where the darkness is shed.
Like a moth to the flame drawn toward the eerie light,
Wonders be told there it floats in my sight.
A gleaming crystal in the shape of a skull,
Ancient relic giving out a wicked death call.
[The Thirteenth Skull]
I am that which was and will be again,
A vessel of power from which time transcends.
Proceed fourth to recieve true enlightenment
As your mind becomes linked with the omnipotent.
[The Slave]
Words fall from its hallowed jaw like a mannequin,
I backpedal trip and spin like a harlequin.
Can it simply be my mind is spun?
Pray to my diety I don't become undone...
[The Thirteenth Skull]
I am neither evil nor your notion of good,
I am beyond all comprehension I hope that's understood.
Now to your mortal mind this may appear obscene,
But you have been summoned here for a greater scheme.
[The Slave]
How can that be when it's not a possibility,
Because I was chased here by the means of hostility.
Though I can't deny that your powers do divinfy,
I choose my own destiny and I'll be---
[Thirteenth Skull] Shut Up.
Damned if I...
[Thirteenth Skull] Shut Up.
[The Thirteenth Skull]
You must see a vision for your time is brief,
Mortality sneaks upon you as a thief.
It is of a world made by a god's grace,
Far removed from this tormented place.
Close your eye's so that you may see,
The utopia where you truly wish to be.
The Vision
[The Slave sees Earth. However, it is no longer in ruins, or covered in an ever-expanding desert. People are not sorrowful and/or depressed. People are not killing, stealing, and fighting amongst eachother for scraps to survive. Radiation does not blanket the world. Instead their are cities filled with technological wonders, working electricity, motor vehicles. Children are laughing and playing in the streets, families are living peacefully and happily. People are not just surviving here, but instead are thriving. The people in these cities are living peacefully and happily, love is plentiful, ever-essecnt, and in full bloom among Earth's inhabitants]
[The Slave is floating above the buildings, people seem not to notice he is even there. He passes children laughing and playing in the street, then an ambulance with sirens driving by. He is lifted up to see the outskirts of the city, a beautiful green majestic field with high canopy trees and a harmonious, crystal river in which one's own reflection can be seen clearer than any mirror]
Where am I?
What is this place?
Marvelous...
So free...
So alive...
I fly beyond a blue hemisphere,
Feelings of fear quickly disappear,
Spiraling down to a dream sublime,
Never have I seen such a place divine.
Green canopies grow endlessly,
Around cities, that rest upon the shores of seas.
Fabricated mountains glorify the sky,
I see soft white clouds, floating by.
Cool dark waters ripple in the breeze,
Dancing rain, whispers tranquility.
A calming comes when the night unfolds,
As snowy winter winds, do blow cold.
Stone highways disappear in eternity,
As animals are abound in the geography.
People seekin' their own happiness,
In this majestic garden of the truly blessed.
Sounds of laughter brings tears to my eyes,
As music ascends the spirit to new highs.
To live one day in this paradise,
My empty life I would sacrafice.
For a day in this paradise,
My life I would sacrafice.
For a day,
I would sacrafice.
[The world then begins to rip away from him, as everything starts growing further and further distant, while the realm he was originally in is now growing ever near until he is back in his own reality]
Where's it all going?
Why is it fading away?
Please!
Bring it back!
No!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Cave
Why do you tempt me, what have I done?
You show a fantasy that could never be had nor won!
[The Thirteenth Skull]
Lunacy's a myth by those who can't see,
What you consider fiction is often a reality.
I am the watcher of this oscilating universe
I see even those hearing this verse.
To be true, others watch you,
There's indeed a greater purpose to this interlude.
Now lay to embrace the sleep of the benign,
As your cyce of life repeats throughout time.
[The Slave]
Fatigue takes me as I try to hold on,
While the skulls eyes are staring back from Babylon.
The Dream
[The world he saw slowly returns to him.]
In my dream the world does manifest,
Passin' through city streets that are luminous.
A woman goes by with beautiful eyes,
If only I could be in this world and not alive!
I feel a dark presence as I try to withhold,
I toss in my sleep as my body grows cold.
I see the shimmer of an eden so sweet,
As I sadly smile and begin to weep.
[As the slave is flying through the world in his dream, he is reunited with his friends and family, whom are both healthy and happy]
As I sadly smile....
And begin to weep...
[As the slave is lying on the cave ground, seemingly unconscious several shots from a laser rifle pierce his torso. His vital signs cease, however his "dream" continues]
Slaver Guard: We have found the prisoner. Our CTC has been achieved. Escaped prisoner has been terminated. All units return to Sector 36013 for new orders.
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