As I walked towards my room sun from a nearby window caught my face, blinding me. I stopped at it and closed my eyes, basking my face in its warmth. The world had been divided into 5 regions, and instead of countries, cities, all united towards earth, although even that didn't stop the wars. In the east was what used to be Asia, now known as the United Democracy of The Ministers, had an election for the eastern council every seven years, it was one of the more peaceful areas of the globe, its' regions were divided by their best recourses.
The West, or the old United States as well as south America, had suffered the most damage from the wars that its previous rulers had helped cultivate. All descendants of past settlers had moved away, not bothering what had happened to a place they once called home, leaving the land to the remaining plants and animals that dared to roam. They had grown the place, not as modern, but now it was full of life. What once was desolate became the most beautiful place in our Solar System, however it was uncharted, any pods and/or drones, machines and/or humans alike had not returned from that place. Therefore, the name, because they were borderline uninhabitable.
Then there is North, which was most of an area previously known as The Soviet Union, the top half of Europe, The Arctic Region and Canada. It was freezing with hardly any sunny days. Just rain followed by rain, despite this, the area was popular to bureaucrats, critics, artists, and more because of the region's rich history of trade. It was also home to thieves, underground fighting rings, con-artists, pickpockets and more. It was where the American's fled to from The Borderline. This region is now known as Magni Sever (The great North) and was most likely where we were headed to.
The South, now Piva, consisted of the Pacific Islands, Australia, Antarctica, and the rest of the old Asia-pacific. This place was known for its widely spread area and was envied by other regions for being the hub for overseas and interplanetary travel. It is also where the U.N.M.P. C's are.
The U.N.M.P.C is basically all the nine divisions. It stands for, United Nations Military Population control. 1st division is the intelligence division-where they study ET's and create defences for future threats, 2nd Division is where the world's best pilots are trained. 3rd and 4th division are containment units-3rd is for holding cells and 4th is for training the guards- 5th is for the navy. 6th is weapon storage, 7th is for transportation storage (where do you think they keep the planes and boats?) 8th is for repairing weapons, transport or anything really, and 9th is for missions.
The final piece of the puzzle is the Centre. Zaltana was the place that took up all of Africa and the South of Europe. Although being the smallest region, they were by far the most prosperous. A closed off society with high end technology and rich in minerals, they created a jewel empire, ruled by the patient monarch, King Hadar. Sadly after the passing his wife, Queen Thamyin, all borders were closed, leaving him and his daughter (Name: Unknown), known as the weeping princess, in solitude for the past 10 years.
A snapping sound woke me from my trance. "Are you gonna stand here or are you gonna pack. I suggest formal wear like a suit or a dress, and one pair of clothes to make you look tough." I turned around and rolled my eyes. Her white, blonde hair cut shorter, now just above her middle back. Her olive eyes carried a glint of mischief, while her voice was calm and confident. "I'll pack a suit, I know one of us is going to have to, and let's be honest, you only look good in dresses." We glared at each other before she pouted. "Always so mean, why am I still your friend,8?"
"Because I'm the only one who gets you out of trouble. I should be asking you the same question, 6. Why am I still friends with you?" 6 punched me lightly on the shoulder before trying to sweep my feet. I jumped and she lost her balance, effectively making her fall to the ground. She grunted and I offered my hand to help her up. She takes it and smiles. "Because I need to get you in some trouble. You're so by the book it physically hurts me. Also, I need to keep you on your toes."
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I am Karai
Science FictionWhat are memories if not fragment of the past. People and places that existed then. Things change. People change. She changed. 8 was brought up by people she considers family, although not related to blood. Violence is normal and in the 23rd century...
