Life was fine. I was on the way home from work. My dad and I we're waiting for the lift to go home. we had just opened our letterbox. I saw two of the letters with my name. I opened the first one with the official seal of our government. "Dear Mr Joshua Allen Foong, you are hereby summoned for enlistment." I read out loud. Huh. taking this in, I passed the letter to my dad when the lift came. By the time we reached home, the shocked has faded and I was tired. I opened the door to our house, drop my other letter and bag, and went to shower. after my shower, I took my stuff and head to bed. throw in my bag half hazardly around my bed, I feel into my bed while looking at the letter. it was nothing special, except for my name. I opened it, not know in what to expect. inside was a price of paper with three word. "They are coming" it was signed with something I would never have thought I seen again. 04v1TSF. TT19.
I thought it was a mistake, that all those thin I wrote was just that fiction. turns out that was not true. It didn't state who, what or when. Not even a why or how. But I couldn't care much. I was tired and grumpy, after a night of working. The next thing I know, was that I was being woken up by some intense knocking. I groaned hoping my dad would answer it. Then I rember m y dad telling me he was going out, and no one would be home till after dinner. Looking at the time, it was only 10.54 a.m. I got up while grumbling about nothing in particular. I opened the door to see who was it. "Yes can I help.... " in front of me, was six person, or should I say six pony I would never thought I see again. "Hi Joshua. can we come in?". There they were, Six friends I had made while "traveling" through the "Dimensions". Standing there, not even reaching my waist was the Mane Six. Twilight sparkle, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Pinkie Pie. Idly, I wondered was it the expired product I had last night. "Sure sure come in." yah, just maybe.....
In the beginning, there was death.
The darkness flows from hues of purple and orange, the moon rising to kiss the sun's rays one last time as the darkest cloud of night I've ever seen falls over our tiny haven. I catch Will's face from the side of my vision and my heart tightens slightly. The tick of his jaw wouldn't be noticeable for anyone but me. His best friend, his lifeline. A solemn tear forms in my eye as he wipes his face, another tear falling for the family he lost. I love him. Utterly and desperately so, but, there's nothing I can do about that. The ultimate forbidden fruit, if you will. I reach to comfort him and he doesn't respond. I open my mouth to speak and he looks my way, but the gleam in his dark brown eyes hits the moonlight just right and I fall. My voice escapes my throat and I can't do it. I've tried for years to tell him. 10 years, actually. All this time, I hopelessly remained devoted to a ghost who had given the best of himself to a fiery red-head with a sassy personality and the body of a supermodel. For 10 years, I held to the desperate thought that maybe, just maybe, he'd be someone I could count on. Instead, I watched him marry my best friend, smiled as they welcomed their son. Stood, holding that beautiful boy as his mother was in the first round of executions after the beginning of the Revelation. Helped heal Will's wounds in the aftermath. Cried, clutching the tear-stained shirt of my best friend as his son took his last staggering breath in that first harsh winter. The guilt of my emotions crawl through me. My heart twisting in regret, guilt, desperation, and grief. I loved my best friend. She was so much more than that; she was my family.
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