BATTLEFIELD→ lincoln [1] ✓

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER ONE
POWER STRUGGLE
"i just pretend that i'm in the dark"
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     Dylan Brown wasn't exactly sure what she had expected as she descended the ladder from the second floor of the launch ship. She, as every other person stored in the launch ship, had heard Jaha's messenger. But she just couldn't believe it.

     She was no scientist, but she didn't need to be one. She was well aware of the state planet earth was in. It was a wasteland with toxic air, acid rain and was completely inhabitable to any living, breathing creature. At least for the next hundred years or so. She was sure that not even plants would survive on this earth. She was caught in the biggest net of trouble then she had ever been before.

     She had managed to dodge the guards on the Ark after stealing the apple, but this? This fate was so much worse then being floated.

     While both seemed to involve lack of breathable oxygen, Dylan would choose being floated over the terrible death by radiation any day. You see, being floated into the free and open space was a terrible death, so much she had read about. The air would be sucked out of her, and she'd be dead in the matter of seconds. It would be terribly painful she had heard, but she couldn't even begin to imagine the feeling of her flesh burning of her bones, and the radiation slowly suffocating her. So, she might have escaped one death, but it was only to be enfugled into another much more gruesome one.

     She had watched this guy ( that seemed oddly familiar to her ) and some blonde girl argue back and forth whether or not they should open the latch that would open the launch ship to the world outside. At first, Dylan had agreed with the blonde girl. The air could've been toxic, and it would kill them, but the guy made her realize that if that was the case, they were all sentenced anyway.

     So, with a deep breath, she had pushed him aside, deciding for them all. She forced the lever down, watching as a blindingly stream of light flooded inside the dimly lit launch ship. Dylan, as mentioned, didn't know what she expected to see. Maybe burnt to crisp trees, or miles upon miles of wasteland.

     But what she saw was so beyond imaginary that she couldn't fathom it.

     She was absolutely thunderstruck by the sight as she peered out of the launch ship. Miles, upon miles, upon miles of green. Everything she saw, was so green. The trees stood tall, connecting with the beautiful blue sky at the tops, with a healthy brown colored bark wrapped around the stems.

     The ground was blooming with beautiful flowers of all colors; yellow, pink, white. The grass was a lighter shade of green than the trees, all of it blending beautifully into the most astonishing scenery Dylan had ever seen. None of the pictures she had seen, drawings, or paintings did the view justice.