Wonka's Wars (Book 2 of Oompa Loompa Takeover)

Chapter 20

Large rolling fields of grass lay out before him. They were turning yellow slowly with the advent of fall, and moved like the ocean when a breeze came by. The trees at the edge of the fields let their leaves free to follow the wind and the sky above him was a breathtaking blue, spotted with small white clouds.

Yeltsin remembered when he'd thought that it was like this everywhere. How he'd been confused when he'd gotten out and found it raining one day on a Tuesday. In his little lifetime, it was sunny six days of the week, and then it rained on Friday. And it was like that month in, month out.

He set his sights on the village below. Main Town, it was called. The biggest of all the villages in Home, and his hometown.

It had always seemed so big—Home—but now, just standing here at the entrance hill, he thought he could almost see the edges of the enclosure, and suddenly it seemed too small. There was a whole giant world out there, and this...this was just a confined fabricated reflection of what was above.

He was so much older now. So much more cynical. He'd had dreams of Home. But now...looking at it with his eyes open...it just wasn't the same. It would never be the same.

Yeltsin? Someone asked. Are you alright?

Yelstin was clutching his side as blood trickled from a wound he'd gotten from one of the Oompa Loompa soldiers. He looked over at the other Oompa Loompa rebel, Pip, who was holding a shotgun in his arms and looking at Yeltsin with concern.

Yes...I'm fine. Let's go.

Together, he and the other three remaining members of Junip's group jogged down the stone path that lead into the village. In a few minutes they were at the outskirts of Main Town. That much hasn't changed...Yeltsin thought with a wry smile. His legs had gotten a little longer, but not enough to make a significant difference.

A cascade of thoughts hit him as soon as they arrived.

Who are they? What's going on? Is that Tiber? Oh dear, they're bleeding! Gosh that one's awful handsome. What's happened to them? Have the prisoners gotten loose? They look like they've been in a fight! Is it rebels? Olly where's Junip?

Brothers and Sisters! Yeltsin cried loudly into the hive of shared thoughts. The time for revolution has come! We are rebels fighting for our people's freedom. We have come here looking for aid and recruits.

Some Oompa Loompa villagers eyes grew wide with fright. Rebels? Oh no! Rebels in Main Town? Gloobenstomper will be angry! Tiber how can you associate with this? Come to your senses Olly! Soldiers will be coming soon!

Others eyes narrowed with suspicion, but they also seemed interested. Rebels, eh? How'd you get all the way down here? What's going on, Pip?

Please... the remaining three of Junip's group asked. Just listen to what Yeltsin has to say...

Then all eyes came to Yeltsin. He stood in front of the other three, his hand still clutching his side. People of Main Town... he thought. The dominion of Gloobenstomper is cracking. I am a rebel from the outside world. I have made friends and peace with the humans above. They want to end the fighting, they want to end the war. They want to make peace with the Oompa Loompas and stop the bloodshed.

The villagers looked at each other with uncertainty. Could such a thing be true? They looked back to him. But Gloobenstomper said tha—

Yeltsin shook his head and waved his hands in disagreement. Gloobenstomper is full of nothing but lies and hatred. He has refused any sort of armistice we have offered. Do not believe in what he says. He thinks that humans are nothing more than violent beasts. But they are so much more. You all know that...I know it has been almost three years, but some of you must remember what happened when Wonka was last here?