Prologue

This is a story I have been writing outside of class.

Reincarnation

Prologue:

The atmosphere is dark and gloomy around our group. The year is 2114. Welcome to New Earth, that's what they call it, our 'government' that is. We are in a dystopian society and everything has changed over the past one hundred years. You know Global Warming? Well that was proven to be a hoax and the old government was over-powered.

Laws and rules changed. I would say for the worst, however, I may be biased considering the position in which I am in.

I was one of those activists who decided we had a right to our own opinion. They took that away from us. They took away our right of free will and our freedom of speech.

Anyone who dares to speak against our government and the new society is taken away from their families. It is done in broad daylight; so everyone can see what a traitor you are and it also, conveniently, shows those who are thinking about joining what will happen if they do.

My group stand with our heads held high. We face away from our captors. We had tried to break out; to get away from this awful place which always smelt of decay. One guy tripped a laser; he had never been the most agile bloke. The amount of guards around us proliferated. We were taken to the room where we now stand.

"Dispose," The leader orders.
"We stood up to the government, we had our say and one day you will fall!" I shout and that was the last thing we heard before the sound of fired bullets and screams of pain fill the room.