We arrive in central province , the political capital of the world and my home for the rest of my natural life,and as bulky armored car rolls through the streets I couldn't seem to care about it at all.
I couldn't say I missed my family, they weren't like me and they knew that. There have been times when I would comment on the research I was doing and they would just look at me. Then they would slowly turn back to what they were doing, or even worse continue to stare until their curiosity turned to disgust .
My brothers were the worst about it, "why can't you work and go to school like us, are you too smart for us little prince?" they would say. My family couldn't grasp why I was different but they knew and that's what hurt them the most.
The thing that I truly missed was the familiar rolling hills of Kark province. Where my father and mother worked the soil, coaxing strong crops from even the most barren land. That was the life I had lived until now, the son of farmers, youngest of four, and even now faced with the opportunity to gain more power than anyone, I wish I could go back.
It took everything in me to not scream," please take me back I'll act just like I should just don't make me do this."
But I know it won't work, not only will it play right into their hands making me weak and them strong, I know they already have me picked out to be the next leader of their "free" world. Nothing I say or do will stop them from choosing who I and everyone else I have ever met will be and what we will do.
The car stops and the thick steel doors slide open with a pop and a hiss jarring me from thought. I step out and and the escorts lead me into the lobby. Where I am greeted by lush carpet, crystal chandeliers, and an older woman who looked like she was more plastic than flesh
“Hello Marcus… sir, I would give you a more formal tour of the building but we are a bit behind schedule tonight, your car ran late and you have a dinner to attend.” She said as she leads me to the highest room of the school I was to attend for the next 7 years of my life. “ Your closet is stocked with the appropriate apparel for both school and public appearances. Be dressed by nine and send an alert to the main desk when you are ready to leave again.”
She leaves me alone and I start to explore the room. The the left of the door is a mahogany desk with a laptop and tablet on top. Laying next to them are legal pads and pens sitting on top of a designer briefcase. The bed is a king with thick blankets and it beckons to me telling me to lay down and tap a nap after the long trip. I ignore it and continue to walk around I see a flat screen tv and more expensive furniture. Finally I find the bathroom and am relieved to find that it looks about the same as it did my house though a bit on the ritzier side.
I walk in and turn on the showe. I just stand in the water for what seems like an hour before I realised I have somewhere to be. I jump out and run to the closet, inside I find a dozen or so neatly pressed suits. Under them where three drawers and two sets of black shoes, in the drawers were underwear, socks, crisp white t-shirts, and dress shirts in different colors. I grab the topmost of everything and rush to put it on. Then I run to the glass panel by the door and jam the escort button until someone shows up by my door. I open up and I am greeted by another student.
“. I'll walk you down to the private dinning hall where the rest of the bigwigs will be waiting. Don't worry they will only be a little t-ed off when you show up late” He said his dry humor not really adding much to the situation.
“How did a wonderfully kind and generous student you get stuck escorting me to dinner?” I ask him a hint of irony in my voice.
“Well when the future secretary of private information and economy skips a week's worth of classes one must find a way to punish him, excluding of course kicking him out, because that would screw up other perfect little hierarchy,” He replies, the sarcasm dripping from his tongue.
“It’s fine, it gives me a chance to explore the school and give younger students a little grief,” he says slyly.
I walk into the dining hall ten minutes late...
“ There he is, the little leader himself,” they called as I walk to take a seat. I see the only one left is the one at the head of the table. The adults chatter on about this and that for about another ten minutes before the food arrives. It’s some sort of meat with dipping sauces, a messy meal for them to prove how unsophisticated I am, I sit quietly while they eat .
“ I know it isn't rice and beans little leader, but I promise that it’s good,” one of them shouts. I tense but realize that my reaction means as much them psychologically as them serving this meal is to me. These people aren't stupid, they are just as smart as I am to have gotten all the way here.
I reply coolly” The one thing bothering me is the fact that at even at a simple state introductory you feast while people like my family exist on the aforementioned diet.” The silence afterward is deafening.
A single voice all the way at the other side of the room cuts through” A very interesting point you made just there Marcus , especially for a fourteen year old boy to make, albeit one of your intelligence and social prowess. Maybe when you take my office in the future you can do something about that.” I sit deathly still as the realization of who this elderly man striding across the room is , the leader. The ruler of all three-hundred provinces and the man who would one day be replaced by me.
The rest of the meeting goes without incident as they welcome me to my new position as leader in training. Once the meeting concludes I head back to my room and go to sleep, not even bothering to change into the silk pajamas laid across the foot of my bed. I’m having a dream where I keep telling these huge ants to move this giant rock when I hear my door slam open. I jump up to see soldiers spilling into my room.
One pulls me out of bed and the others surround me as I am led down a back hallway. They usher me to an armoured car like the one I road here in. We ride for hours until we reach a bunker on the outskirts of central. I'm taken inside where I am greeted by the woman who had led me to my room yesterday afternoon.
“Marcus I have some unfortunate news, Mr.Franden our leader and your mentor was killed by an assassin, and since we have not yet apprehended him we must secure the next leader until we do.”
The rest of the night passes in a blur of falling asleep to dreams of making horrible life ending decisions and waking up in a puddle of cold sweat. This repeats till sunrise the next morning when I wake up back in the bedroom i had only known for a day. I want to believe that this means that Mr.Franden didn't die and I don't have to take up his burden but the the request on my monitor asking me to arrive at the capital by ten breaks the illusion.
I walk out of my door to see yesterday's escort guy walking through the hallways.
“Hey I didn’t get your name yesterday.” I say
“ It’s Nathan, and I heard about what happened. I just want you to know that I wouldn’t ever be able to handle what you are you are going to have to do.”
“What do you mean.” I ask.
“I mean you heard about the starvation in the outer provinces right. I mean look around we obviously have enough to go around, so why aren't they getting any.” He says getting angrier as he continues to rant. “ why do they make these choices, just they score higher on some test doesn't mean you are better than us.
His face goes pale as he realises what he just said. Speech against the rule of the intelligent elite was considered a high crime punishable by death. H kicks my legs out from under me and grabs he. Then he quickly leads me to a door and says into a com at his wrists, “ cover blown I repeat cover blown.”
I wrest away from him and find the nearest guard, they chase after nathan until they trap him in an ally and apprehend him, or at least that is what the story was. When they take him into custody i demand to talk to him and little tile waving gets me just that.
When I walk in all I can see are the bruises covering his face, and the awkward angle of his more than likely broken arm. I sit down and just stare for a second working up the courage before surprisingly he speaks,“ why are you sitting there staring at me you little freak, I know you must love your power but do you really just enjoy the fact that i'm suffering. You already got what you wanted you and all your little gifted friends get to rule the world of all of us lesser beings.”
“What are you talking about Nathan, I thought you were one of us.?” I ask bewildered by his comments.
“Like you don't know, I was trying to end the manipulation that you guys put everyone you think won’t notice through. But guess what us idiots finally figured it out, we don't have to listen to you even if you do better on a test that us. I’m here because we have a plan and no matter what we won't stop.
When I make it to the capitol building finally I am given a stack of bills and old to make a decision, sign them or veto unless specified by the form itself. It was all simple, building roads and such until I come across one in particular. If passed it will raise the already high taxes on low ranking families to pay for a reformation in the testing system. I decide to put that one aside and call a council once i'm done on the rest of the stack.
I finish and start the conference call. “ Hello can you hear me” I say as shockingly, faces only slightly older than mine pop up. They all reply and I call the meeting to order.
“ I was signing bills when I came across one to raise taxes on low class families to pay for testing reform. My first reaction was to veto the bill seeing as low class families are already so heavily taxed, but I am unsure of what to do as a reform in testing may allow for more low class families to be raised by the birth of a child worthy of high social class. I called this meeting to see what my cabinet has to say.” I state
“Go ahead and tax them, it’s not like those brainless backward hicks will know the difference.” I hear one of them, the head of the department of justice, say. All that is said afterward are cries of agreement from everyone else in the call. I end the the conference in disgust and leave for they day. I decide to find this resistance, because if they can make a new world one where everyone has a choice and not just these tyrants, I want to be a part of it.
I order for Nathan to be pardon and after much resistance he was. Later that night I find his dorm and prepare myself for beginning of the end. I knock on the door, once...twice... and it opens.
The first thing I notice is how small it is. From the bunks attached to the wall I glean that most likely he isn't the only one living in this room so when he asks what I want I tell him to walk with me.
“ now that we are away from the others, why are you talking to me. Do you want to rub in my face the fact that you saved my skin?” He asks pointedly
“ No Nathan I want to join the resistance” I say looking him dead in the eye.” I didn’t want to see it until now but this world we live in.. it not right. Somewhere along the line we forgot that just because we have something special doesn't mean that those who don’t are inferior, it means we help them.”
“Marcus once you do this you will not be given a second chance, they will destroy you if we fail.” He say.
“I know, and it must be done.”
We spend the next weeks meeting with leader of the resistance. Finally six months later we have a plan. Tommorow this world ends.
I wake up and follow the now rote routine of getting ready, going to the private instruction room for breakfast and private lessons to further my knowledge of politics, and then heading to the capitol building around lunch. The difference is today instead of heading to my office to deal with bills and political matters I head to the communications room. This is the room that holds the server for all local and foreign communications and when that comes down so will the government's control of the people. The only people with access to the outside world will be those inside of the resistance.
All I have to do is slip a virus given to me on a flash drive from the top techie in the rebellion into the mainframe. After that the others will do the rest by stirring up the people in provinces across the globe. Without the hand of the government to squash it the fight for freedom will bloom giving everyone one a chance to fight for the world their children will inherit from them.
It starts off simple. I simply wave my badge in front of the security scanner and they let me right in. They don’t count on anyone hating the power they have been given enough to actually destroy it. After that I simply walk into the room stick the drive in and hit download.
That is when the problems begin. A blaring alarm starts up as each of the screens goes dark and the symbol of the rebellion,a tree made from the letters in freedom. The door burst open and guards stream in they see me and put together that I’m the reason for all of this. I jump out the back door and make for the exit. I see a black car like the one i came here in screech to a halt in from of the building and I jump in. Natham and another man whose face I couldn’t make out are inside and as the first guard makes it out the door we are speeding off. I look out the back window and decide that if this has to be an ending then i guess i will have to make a better story for myself.