Warrior

Chapter 2: The Past

July 3060,

A lot of things have changed.... War ravages through each country, civilisation broke to dust as rulers and dictators enslave humans. There is no middle class anymore, you are either rich and powerful or poor and sentenced as an eternal slave. You would think that was the worst of it,

I'm afraid not.

Disease and plague at every corner of the world with flesh eating creatures lurking in the shadows that come out at night, flawed machines of past soldiers run rouge, with no purpose no orders randomly doing as they please, equipped with state of the ark technology they could kill you in less than a second. It's safer with them, it's safer being a slave.

Humanity as we know it is lost, the very thought of a rebellion is fearful and can shortly put you to death.

However a group of individuals determined to rid this world of its problems stood up to this challenge, facing a lonesome battle against Biomodel Incorporated. The root to our problem.

But how did it get like this?

A man named Cole Ellison who had
gone far behind his limits is the head of this organisation, an organisation that leads in implanting biochemicals into people to make them 'better' and replacing people as robots to be more efficient over normal soldiers.
The man himself is a biochemistry master, adjusting his body to chemicals and bionics to improve and upgrade his ability, extending his performance and pushing past his bodies limits. You could call them super-humans, their speed and agility crushes that of a normal person, their strength outweighs the laws of physics, their mind more powerful than one can imagine. An army of super-humans that Cole Ellison can control to do anything he wants, seems to good to be true doesn't it?

It was.

The biochemistry within some people was corrupt leading to their immune systems dying leaving brainless zombies in their shell, without the strengthened immune system, the chemicals expired and created fatal disease that spread around cities in seconds. Some robotic soldiers had system failures that lead to random orders that could not be shut down.

The only option was to kill.

Havoc was amongst us, the world becoming grey and war becoming common. At day soldiers raid homes and towns in search for civilians to be enslaved, and at night soldiers guard the buildings as the corrupt ones come out in dark. With each day a battle to survive, outsiders wouldn't stand a chance, but the rebels built up a secret colonisation of warriors deep in the woods, where trees sore high into the sky and a large canopy acting as a shield, our own chemical engineers spent days creating a formula that made us seem invisible to ones who do not know our whereabouts. This is where we train, and live. Robotic soldiers spend days looking for the rebel mainland, but cannot find us.

However they never stop.
So we must always be careful.

Each person in this city has their own roles of keeping us safe, first there are the Scavengers, this group makes sure we have enough to eat daily to fuel our training day to day, then there are the Shooters, these people train on shooting down targets, day to day they bring in new rebels and our chief Shooter; Jack Horseman, decides who is good enough for his team, training them until they are ready to fight in an invasion. There are other clans who specify in a weapon or need, some are the Nuclear Specialists, Robotic Specialists, Laser Gunners and many more in our city, too many to name. Alongside these clans are the Warriors.

The Warriors are trained and deemed masters of all weapons, they are our saving grace, our main fighters and the ones who step first into danger.

My name is Valerie Storm, and I am captain of the Warriors.