The enemy were made up of billions. They called themselves the mighty, we called them the enemy. They were the South and West and we were the North and East. We called ourselves the Free because that's what we were. We were also called the freedom fighters. We fought to be free of the men that tried to take away our rights as humans.
The enemy wanted power and for everyone to live a certain way and be a certain thing, we were like the resistance. We fought for our rights, our freedom, our future. We were outnumbered against the enemy but we were made up of strong and good fighters and their families. Men and Women alike fighting for the freedom of the world. If they couldn't fight they'd be a doctor or they'd help in training camps or schools for the younger children. Although, there are very few children; husbands and wives are fighting or helping and many are single because in a fight, relationships are the last thing anyone wants to think about because if you're looking out for someone else as well, you end up dead. We didn't need anyone killed if we could help it. We were already outnumbered with the enemy having over 6 billion people and us having about 3 billion. Our world split into 2 because of power hungry men.
The freedom fighters were split up into groups that travelled around to different battles. If you won, you go onto the next battle, if you lost, you're dead.
The groups were mostly split quite evenly so that there were both lower and higher fighters in. Our group was an exception to that. We were some of The free's best fighters along with the best doctors. We had a death rate of about 3 a year which, compared to other groups, who were more like 6 to 1 death a month, was impressive. We had a capture ratio of 2-5 per person per fight. We captured entire groups at once, many joined the free and became either part of our group or another group, others were locked in our cells until we could move them to a prison.
The enemy were also split into groups but were ranked more than us. We were ranked but everyone had a say, we were a democracy. The enemy was made up of blood and power thirsty tyrants and dictators. There was the first, Hayden Carlson, the second, his brother, Rich Carlson and the third, their youngest brother, Michael Carlson. The Carlson Family was completely hated by us and feared yet, somehow, respected by the enemy.
The first, from what we had found out, had a wife and a son and possibly another child as well but we couldn't be sure. Spies had told us that he used to be with his wife and son a lot and then just his son when his wife mysteriously died. But occasionally he was seen with another girl, younger than the boy who we believed could have been his other child. But then over a year ago, the boy was never seen and the girl hadn't been seen for months before that and was never seen again. The second and third both had a wife, although we believe that the third's wife is also dead, but no children as far as we knew and then anyone lower we didn't bother to find out too much about because our group could beat them.
Our group was known as many names by both sides.
The defenders
The protectors
The feared
The devils
The wicked
The cruel
We called ourselves The Elite.
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World War 3
Mystery / ThrillerShe was a tough girl. An experienced fighter. She was one of the best. Like many of us she had her secrets. Like me as well. But none of us tried to find out each other's secrets for fear of having to tell our own. She was ruthless and cold, only ta...
