In 2086, the world is very different than in 2017. The rich and powerful control everything, an evolved form of the Zika Virus runs rapid that turns people into zombie-like creatures, the poor are born with death wishes, people fight for freedom, an...
I stood in the backstage. It wasn't like ordinary auditoriums for it was clean, and modern. The curtains opened and the audience applauded. To those novices I looked like I was smiling, but in my glassy eyes I was covered with sadness. I opened my mouth and I began to sang in my best voice possible. An hour and thirty minutes had passed and I left the auditorium.
Narrator's POV
As the young lady walked out. She daydreamed about a very different life. A life without no more royalty. A life as a monster.
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Name: Jackie Smith Jr. Age: 16 Born: February 28, 2070 Birth Place: Detroit, 8-mile Height: 5 ft, 9in Weight: 103 lbs Convicted of: Treason, grand theft auto, murder, arson, drug dealing, and gun dealing.
Jackie's POV "Alright look, just get in there,get any valuables, and get the fuck outta there." Tony demanded of me. I nodded yeah and exited the truck. "Two-hundred and seventy-three floors? No problem." I complemented. I began to climb up the tower of the Cami Estate (where the Cami's live) with only a few close encounters with death. Unfortunately, death had no place for thieves. I climbed up onto the balcony and laid my eyes on the heiress of the Cami Company.
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Name: Jenny "Jen" W. Cami Age: 17 Born: September 11, 2069 Birth Place: New York City, New York Convicted of: no crimes
Jackie's POV
"Wow, she looks like an angel. Too bad this stupid angel didn't lock her balcony door." I whispered to myself. I silently stepped in and looked through her room. "Ughhhh, seriously. Where are the jewels?" I asked myself. I looked through her bottom drawer and I couldn't believe a girl like her would wear these kinda of panties. "What kind of girl wears these kind of panties? Family gatherings? Na." I silently spoke to myself as I threw away her clothing. Later, I found a box filled with jewelry and some rather...suicidal items. I felt like shit and I was tearing myself up about it. Eventually she woke up and reached for a pistol. "Who the fuck are you?!?" The girl asked me. I landed on her bed step and I looked in her eyes. She wasn't going to pull the trigger. I slowly reached for the gun and I dismantled it. She cried softly, but not because I was a notorious thief, but because she felt the stinging pain of the cuts on her wrist bleed.
Jenny's POV
"Hello, my name is Jenny." I introduced. He smiled and landed on the ground. I crawled out of bed and followed him to the balcony. "The name's Jackie." The mysterious boy revealed. We leaned on the railing and looked at the city. There was a long silence until I broke the silence. "Your tattoo are you part of the resistance?" I questioned. He nodded yes and I heard loud footsteps march up to my room. The door broke down and I saw military officers point there laser points at us. Jackie held me by my neck and he made me and him fall.
Jackie's POV
I quickly grabbed the cord connecting the parachute and the chute propelled. Me and Jenny slowly fell to the ground. I ditched the parachute and grabbed Jenny by the hand. "We're leaving! Now!" I yelled at her. We ran into an alley and I reached for my radio. "We're heading down the East Alley plus four guards on our ass!" I radioed. We were cut off by a wall and guards behind us. It wasn't until Tony and N arrived and hit the guards with the truck.
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Name: Tony "Blackout" Robinson Age: 22 Born: December 15, 2064 Birth Place: Chicago Convicted of: Grand theft auto, and murder.
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Name: Nirvana "N" Lunaburg Age: 12 Born: October 15, 2074 Birth Place: Miami, Florida Convicted of: Burglary, and murder
Narrator's POV
For the thief and rich girl, backup had arrived. "What the fuck, did you bring her along?!?" Tony angrily asked. "Don't ask me!" Jackie demanded. "She's the bitch that ordered me to die!" N argued. "Just start the fucking car!" Jackie demanded Tony. Suddenly, a sniper shot Tony in his leg artery and the group jumped. "The fuck?!" Jackie surprisingly said. N quickly took the wheel and Jackie and Jenny hopped in the car. Jackie began to put pressure on the wound and Jenny closed the door. The group drove and the sound of arguing and screaming drowned out the sound of bullets hitting the car.
(39 minutes later)
The group arrived at the gates of a safe zone and a mysterious voice welcomed them back.
