“I hope you destroyed that metal junk pile, Di. I’m getting really sick of negative surprises.”
“Chip trashed it,” Gaia said. “I think we should leave before another kaiju attacks. It knows where we are now.”
“Gaia’s right,” Steve said. “Due to new events, Carlos, your load should be a little lighter.”
“It won’t make any difference through the air,” Carlos said. “We left Chen Lei so fast, we couldn’t manufacture that night’s jet fuel.”
“What else is gonna screw up?! You went all the way back for faster escape transport and we can only go what, a measly five kilometers?!”
“With a lighter load, around fifteen.” Carlos corrected him. “But we just need about eight.”
“Fifteen, eight, it’ll find us in a day!”
“Will you stop moaning?! It won’t find us at all!” Carlos yelled. As I was flying back here, I saw an abandoned military naval base at the delta of this prison’s lake’s river outlet five kilometers from here! Chip can start a destroyer and Alikira can navigate! We can fill the tanks by siphoning fuel from the other abandoned ships and jets! If I can fly, sailing shouldn’t be that hard!”
Steve calmed down.
“So, we’re seeing the light again,” Sledge said. “Alikira. Bring Cole’s body. We don’t have any time for a ceremony now, but I think he’d like a burial at sea.”
Chip had to gather himself. Cole would have wanted it that way.
“We have a new strategy. Time to move, People!” He looked over to Alikira. “Are you able to move, Alikira?”
She looked up at him with determination.
“Call me Di. That’s what Cole nicknamed me. Oh, I can move. This isn’t over, Circumscriber. I’m coming to tear you apart!”
Oil change Overhaul
That was book one. I wanted to establish a plausible threat to our existence. Our ending isn’t set. No one knows how we’re going to be snuffed, but it’s inevitable.
In the Earth’s time scale, if you equate it to a Gregorian calendar to understand the time perspective, humans began to exist the last second of the last day of December. To think we’ll exist longer with all the wars, violent crimes, corrupt leaders, pandemics, and technology advancements within the last few centuries, it would be ludicrous to think we can last that much longer. Survival of the fittest is a true statement.
“Let me digress. I’m not saying all humans will become extinct by tomorrow. Don’t think that miniscule. A million years for evolution is just a heartbeat. The Cambrian Explosion lasted 25 million years; long ‘explosion’.
This is the main overarching story within the book. The true subtext core is the lives of teenagers. What they deal with on a daily basis. This situation was just extreme.
Granted, they were forced to grow up quickly, but don’t think teens don’t deal with all these problems now. They are too mentally immature, and the most impressionable at that age to be indoctrinated with darkness through social media, news, peer pressure, and politics.
Certain sites are just as isolated, homophobic, and as racist as what is in this story.
Good fiction emulates current events of the day. Yes, they can be fantastical or extreme. That’s the entertainment part. You have to look deeper. The Dark Half© was Stephen King’s© portrayal of being an author who had to split himself to make his work effective. I really don’t think Steve’s that dark in real life. A Scanner Darkly© was Phillip K. Dick’s© portrayal of his drug use. Good fiction is laden with fact. Personal or worldly, it can resonate.
I know I ended with the second installment paradigm of a three-part series. I guess you could say I ‘Empired’ it, but following basic series storytelling mantra isn’t a rule, it’s a suggestion. You probably didn’t expect the first book to end this way. Kinda makes you want to read book two.
Don’t worry. I love to write. After about a month of relaxation, I’ll be back at the grindstone sharpening the next book. I’ll ask questions just as you will be. I never read book two before because I haven’t written it yet. I have a general idea, but we’re all on this rollercoaster ride together. Thanks for buying a ticket. This next corkscrew death drop is going to be a wild one.
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