Utterly For Not {B.B}

Prologue

Life. You grow, live, learn, and love. You are able to chase your dreams and pursue your own happiness, not what others want for you. Find a dream, start a family, and all grow old together. All happy. Pure bliss.

Those were my favorite kinds of stories to read about on the Ark.

Even when I was a child, I would dream about how people used to live before the world was swallowed by fire. Did they need to ration? Worry about how much oxygen they had? Were they only allowed to have one child? The questions used to bother me until I realized something. It wouldn't be in my lifetime in which the Ark saw Earth again.

Once I accepted that, the views of Earth only made my stomach churn. I was home sick for a place that I hadn't even been born on. I knew nobody from Earth yet it was the only place I wanted to be. Life on Earth would be so simple. So peaceful. Nothing like the Ark. That was all that mattered.

I gazed outside of my window in the Skybox, hoping that something one day would get me down there.

A loud bang landed itself on my cell door, causing me to turn around abruptly. A guard walked in with metal handcuffs clenched in his fist.

"It's time for your hearing Ms. Hughes."

I knew that day was not going to be today.

I put my hands out in front of me to be cuffed. "Let's just get on with it. I know the Chancellor must have a very busy schedule."

As the guard approached me to secure my cuffs, he let out a long sigh. "I still don't know why you did it Lauralie. You had such a bright future ahead of you. You still haven't admitted as to why you attacked that guard."

He glanced up at me sympathetically and looked in my eyes. "Just tell me why and the council will give you a better deal. No one thinks you did it just for the rush."

I chuckled half-heartedly. "Let me guess? They think I finally lost it, just like my dad." The guard secured my cuffs and looked down. "Can you blame them? You broke that guard's nose, wrist, and left toe. It does not exactly scream mentally sound."

He begins to walk me out of my cell, grabbing my upper forearm lightly as he leads me through the maze of hallways that was the Ark. As we walked, I received looks of pity and some looks of disgust. I could hear the chatter disappear behind me.

"They should have just floated her when she was little. It would have spared her from her father's genes." a middle-aged woman had whispered to another woman just like her. The second woman whispered back, "I really thought she would be able to escape from all that. It's a real shame."

I closed my eyes tightly and mentally kicked myself. I was going to die and there was nothing I could do about it. They still want to know why I did it, but both myself and the council knows they will never know. I hurt that guard for the right reasons and I know what I did was right. That wasn't the part that bothered me. Right now I guess it is simple to say. I am scared to die.

I hope Octavia fares better than I.

{Prologue done! I am already getting to work on the next part so please follow me or add this story to your library to be notified when the are posted. Much love, Zeller.}