Trumperica

Escape

Rylee's POV

When I woke up, I could feel the ground vibrating under me. Until I realized...it wasn't the ground. Someone had put me in a seat on what appeared to be a helicopter, and my ankle was tightly bandaged.

"Guys, she's awake!" I heard April say excitedly.

Four heads instantly turned, and I saw April, Julie, Dee, and David looking straight at me.

"Where are we?" I asked, pointing to the helicopter. "And how'd we get here?"

"They sedated me shortly after they did you," Julie explained. "I only woke up about five minutes ago, I'm just as confused as you are."

"We were rescued," Dee grinned. "By Operation Trump Dump. "

"That's right, girls," the pilot turned around, revealing his close-cropped brown hair and hazel eyes. "We're the OTD."

"Wait...how come our Cardexes aren't going crazy?" I looked up, overjoyed to see that the infernal device was gone!

"Trump Dumpers don't have Cardexes," the pilot grinned. "We removed yours while you were sleeping. At OTD, we're all free."

"You mean...you've accepted us into OTD!? We don't have to prove ourselves or anything?" April gasped with excitement.

"Of course," the pilot smiled. "You escaped from one of Trump's twenty first century concentration camps with a whole bunch of TG's chasing you, that's enough proof for us!"

"So, where are we going?" Julie asked.

"The main OTD base," the pilot explained. "It's actually just a few miles away from the STCC. You're very lucky. The camp's proximity to our base gives STCC escapees the best chance of being picked up by us."

Reaching what looked like a large, black warehouse, the helicopter began to descend, landing in front of the building. 

"Okay, guys, you can get out," the pilot smiled as he exited the helicopter. "You're safe now, Trump can't hurt you here," he added reassuringly when he saw us hesitate. 

I nodded and hopped onto the dry earth, followed by my friends. 

"Parker!" A deep voice called from in front of the building.

"Sir?" The pilot turned around questioningly. A man in a faded blue shirt and jeans leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. 

"New recruits?" He asked. 

"Yes, sir. Picked 'em up from the STCC."

"I see," he nodded. "Wait...Dee? David? Is that you!?" His eyes widened in excitement. 

"Dad!" Dee grinned with recognition.

"You're the Olson twins!?" The pilot- Parker- gasped. 

"Yeah," David smiled. 

"Who are your friends?" Trevor Olson asked. 

"That's Rylee, April, and Julie," Dee said, pointing to each of us in turn. 

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Olson," I smiled, shaking the rebel leader's hand. 

"Hi, Rylee," he beamed. "Marlene!" He called, and a girl with short blonde hair poked her head out of the warehouse. 

"Go show the new recruits around," Trevor Olson ordered, and Marlene nodded. 

"I can't believe you guys finally found this place!" Marlene beamed at us. "You're going to love it here! But first," she pulled a gray device similar to David's out of her pocket. "We need to get rid of your Cardexes." 

"Forever!?" I gasped. 

" Yes!" Marlene smiled, pressing a button on the device. I felt the familiar electric sensation and my Cardex disappeared. 

"WE'RE FREE!" April yelled, doing a little happy dance. 

"We're not free until Trump's dead," Marlene said darkly. "I don't want you running wild, thinking all your troubles are over. In fact, they've just begun." 

"Isn't she a darling," April said sarcastically. 

"Come on, I have to get back to duty!" Marlene yelled, leading us through the warehouse. I looked around in awe at the orderly groups of people in different colored jumpsuits, all perfectly sure of what they were doing. Above their hearts was a logo reading "OTD" with a cartoon eagle under it. Eagle. Trump Dump. I couldn't help but snicker at their choice of mascot. 

"Okay, blue jumpsuits, like me, are scouts," Marlene yelled over the old chatter in the halls. "Our job is to pick up runaway Lowlies, and locate bands of Trumpists and TG's small and isolated enough for us to attack. Red suits are warriors, which is pretty self explanatory, and green jumpsuits are techies. We'll do a brain scan on you, and you'll be assigned a color based on your interests and abilities." 

"If there's only three colors, what are those jumpsuits for?" I pointed to three gray jumpsuits mounted in a glass case on the wall. One looked like it was built for action, with armored plates and a belt filled with weapons, and another was more plain. The coolest one by far, though, was the one in the middle. It was covered in gold accents, and had a pair of extremely realistic brownish gold wings sprouting from its back. It looked more like a Halloween costume than a rebel jumpsuit.

"Those belong to the Eagle," Marlene said dreamily. 

"Who's that?" I asked. 

"Only the greatest Trump Dumper that ever lived!" She snapped, as if everyone should know this. 

"Oh, Trevor Olson?" 

"No..." Marlene trailed off. "We haven't found the Eagle yet, but we know we will soon. Soon, someone's going to impress Mr. Olson so much that he makes them the Eagle!" 

"That's...cool," I nodded disinterestedly. 

"The green and blue barracks are that way," Marlene pointed down a dark hallway. "Reds usually patrol at night, though. When they don't, they sleep in tents outside."

"There's the cafeteria," she pointed at a huge hall to our right that was filled with chairs. 

"Alright, it's time for your scans," she pointed to a door. "They'll do it in Mr. Olson's office." I shook my head as she sashayed away. 

"Come on in!" A short, cheery man in a green jumpsuit poked his head out of the office. We followed him into a lobby of sorts and sat down in a row of chairs. 

"This is the same technology the Trumpists use to test the new members of their Circle," he explained, as black rubber things came down around our heads and necks. 

"Trumpists!?" I gasped. 

"No need to be alarmed," the man smiled. "We use it very differently. Now, close your eyes." 

I relaxed in my chair as the rubber pressed down on my neck and I slipped into unconsciousness.

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