All Arise

Chapter 1

In the wildest dreams of life, the most imaginative sense of reality has become the truth. Where all things were made, all things were destroyed. This was years after the Fridenites sceptically signed the treaty of peace against the Crezo people. This act of truce was short-lived on the day of alignment when the entire world pause for six consecutive seconds. This was the tenth one to ever occur in history. A lapse in time, a discontinuity of existence was exactly what the Crezoans needed for their new reign of dominance. With every last breath, the Fridenites fought a valuable fight but with the element of surprise, the victors were the Crezoans.

In four years of passing, Borick and his remaining family were now under captivity from their normal state of self-government. He was no longer able to lurk the outsides of his quartets without a valid application. He and his people were strictly prohibiting from marring other Crezoans. As a child he heard the firing of weapons, the screams and cries of many of his own before their bodies were put into a motionless trance which seemed endless, he witnessed murders of thousands first handedly, trying not to become the next victim. Borick was nine when the Crezoans attacked his homeland and murdered King Harper and his wife, Queen Nena. This obseen act of decision made an orphan out of someone, it made an orphan out of a child named Borick Williams of Friden and the future air to the throne. Still hopeful in regaining his family's legacy, Borick was extremely reluctant in conforming to his new obligated life style.

"You sir, stop right there!", yelled a hollow voice approaching in a leather white uniform, which signified he was a law enforcement officer. Borick halted in his steps as order. "Where is your authorised application for your departure of your designated quarters?" asked the officer. With the same hope that fueled his actions, Borick gave the officer an approved application of departure. The officer scanned vigorously through his document and returned it back to him with acceptance. The officer began to part ways with Borick but yet still observant as he boarded his X-Cycle. "Thank you Sir!", Borick yelled in a reassuring tone as the officer drove off without a response. Borick sighed heavily for he knew that the application was counterfeit, he knew that he payed six knox for it and in that very same moment he could have been killed for lying to an officer and for intensional fraud. Although the risk was high, the reward was far greater. That same night Borick had arrived at the occasionally held meeting to plan for the liberation of the once happy and peaceful nation of Friden.