Red

Prologue

~Tammy~

Many people would be relieved right now. Many would be crying out of joy that this is all finally over, but no. The only emotion people are feeling right now is anguish. Possibly remorse, but anguish nonetheless. The Fourth World War just ended two days ago, the outcome? The world destroyed. Yes completely and utterly in ruins, except for my hometown, Mortny. Mortny was part of the great land, Moretzia. They took everything away. They took my land, my home, my world, my parents, my love, and my family. But they left me. An eighteen year old girl. Why? Why would you take away someone's reasons for living in this cruel and utterly fucked up world, and leave them with nothing but their guilty thoughts? Why not kill the person off as well?

Because they want pain. In fact they thrive off of it. They want you to feel completely useless, weak, breakable, so that when the time is right, they do exactly that. They break you. Nothing good ever comes from war, but in this case I'm afraid that history will repeat itself. I was not alive when the Third World War took place, in fact I came a few years after. The Third World War left the world in nothing but ruins and ashes, it destroyed everything and killed over half of the world's population. Yes, it was that bad. It is by far the bloodiest war ever to take place on the face of the Earth. The Fourth World War, between my people the Barrisons and the human scumbags the Shackles, was fought because of land expansion (which my people were completely against), and for the wider picture here, which was to destroy everything that wasn't already reduced to ashes from the previous world war.

The Shackles are ruthless sons of bitches who are merciless. They're cold hearted and I hate them with a burning passion. As a little girl I was taught to hate them and have eyes on the back of my head whenever in their territory. The Shackles are said to have a certain power, although nobody outside of the Shackles seems to know what it is. Anyone who found out was killed, therefore resulting in nobody ever finding out. The war started because the Shackles wanted to expand their borders, but the government is extremely strict with the giving away of land, and so they rebelled. Their rebellion wrecked havoc and caused chaos until they got what they initially wanted, until my people grew too weak to continue fighting. Until we surrendered.

I keep telling myself that history won't repeat itself, but it's only a matter of time. A matter of time before the one thing every teenager fears, comes back to grab them when they least expect it. The horrible events that our ancestors had to endure, that our parents had to endure, and now it's only a matter of time before we endure them as well. Once you're in, there's no backing out. Once you've fallen there's no getting back up. Once you've lost, you're gone forever.

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A/N

Heyy! I hope you liked this, vote and comment please? I'm really excited to start this story so my other stuff might be on hold. Strange thing is, this whole story is inspired by a dream I had last night and holy shit it's gonna be an amazing story! So not what you're expecting a dream would be like, that I can guarantee! So yeah, hope ya enjoy thissss!

-Nina xoxo