Trouble On Bel'jaa

Trouble On Bel'jaa

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For many years, the United Intergalactic Federation stood, proud, strong, and as its name suggests, united. But all of that changed not too long ago. Slowly, people became uneasy and disloyal to the Federation they once called home. Dissatisfied with the ruling government and the way they handled things, rebels began an uprising. Believing that the ruling class had become disassociated with the everyday citizen, the uprising soon turned into a full-scale civil war. The Great Civil War was not a quick battle or two but turned out to be years and years of bloody and brutal fighting. Brother turned on brother, father turned on son. No one was exempt from this war. No one was safe. Spies were sent into possible rebel territory and given permission to execute anyone they saw as suspicious, with or without evidence. This quickly turned the spies, adequately nicknamed reapers, into power-hungry individuals who could do whatever they wanted under no threat of repercussion. Not long after this war started, many people realized it was going to get worse before it got better. People started leaving in droves. Some left for new planets, hoping to start a new life, and some negotiated with the hopes of partnering with others for better chances of surviving. One particular group of those migrating for a safer life moved to a planet named Bel'jaa and hoped to work with the natives as they lived there. This group of about a thousand rushed negotiations with those living there and boarded ships to this new, mysterious planet. Little did they know of what lay ahead of them, and that it was even worse than if they would've stayed... This is very much a work in progress, feel free to leave constructive criticism.
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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. In this dystopian quick read, join a group of people desperate to recapture their freedom and end a tyrant's reign.

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