posted on Nov, 30 2014 @ 09:26 PM
The city was a tough place to grow up, for thirty year's following the disease outbreak in the slum's the police like military had ruled the city
with an iron fist on behalf of the right wing government who had grabbed permanent power by suspending democracy, two city's now existed one for the
rich elite and the other for everyone else but no matter how bad it got, how oppressive the shoot on sight curfew or the violent stop and search's
and regular police beating's of the downtrodden citizen's of the lower city there were still worse places in the city, places you did not go where
even the police feared to walk even in there kevlar body armor with there gun's, pepper spray and taser's.
Anna was waiting in the very heart of one of the most dangerous place's, here near the slum's was where the disease outbreak had began but despite
what the resistance knew the population were like sheep and too frightened to stand up with any rioting or demonstrations put down with lethal force
by the police death squad's.
But slowly and surely the resistance had gained member's, the secret police had spies everywhere but the resistance had it's own cell's and each
cell knew nothing about the other's taking it's order's from an area organizer who would pass order's down to them from the hidden hirarchy and
who or where he or she got there order's from no one knew.
The leader of the resistance called himself Spartacus and though no one had seen him for decade's or even knew if he was actually still alive he had
once broken into the city closed intranet system telling people of the experiment's the government had performed on innocent citizen's simply
because they were too poor and the ruling elite who regarded all the citizen's as slaves had marked them as surplus stock for experimentation.
They had began with propeganda circulated through the city's media and by making the poor poorer so that they would work for next to nothing just to
survive, then they began saying there were too many old people who could no longer work and that these old people cost the city too much, that it was
overcrowded and then it had become dangerous simply for a person to get old, if you had a cold and went to see the doctor you would be lucky to live
as the medic's had been secretly given order's to terminate the useless member's of the slave population, of course they extended this to the sick
and the disabled as well and all the while as the poor got ever poorer and worked themselves to death the rich got ever more rich.
Something had to give and the Rebellion of 17 nearly 30 years ago now was when it had, but the agency's had been prepared, the police who had been
supposedly there to protect the population but who had in reality for over a decade before this been retrained and armed with lethal weaponry, hollow
nosed projectiles in there gun's meant that each bullet was almost guaranteed to be lethal as it would make the maximum damage and so more people
could be killed with less bullet's, they had also been given armored vehicles designed to drive over the crowds mowing them down destroying any
protests ruthlessly and quickly with even there supposedly non lethal weapons actually intended to incapacitate the crowd's before they came in for
the kill.
When it had come It had been a massacre with thousand's killed as peaceful protests had come under lethal fire and this had sparked more riot's
that were then were used as propeganda to justify rolling out the armored cars everywhere to both terrorize and suppress followed by mass arrests of
anyone who they thought might put up a fight, the vehicles had then been used to mow the protestor's down in cold blood without any discrimination
anywhere that protests attemped to gather and pubic gathering was banned with a permit need to make a protest so as to keep the slaves in line.
The wealthy right wing member's of the government had called the protestor's terrorist's and extremist's and had shown sample's of those the
protestor's had supposedly murdered in the right wing dominated privately owned media but of course most of them had been murdered by the police hit
squads for propeganda reason's and the protestor's framed while the thousand's who suffered among the masses recieved no coverage.
By the time the people had woken up it was too late, armed drones patrolled day and night using camera recognition and shoot to kill, no warning's,
no arguing with them, the emergencey powers taken by the right wing government had placed the city under a permanent state of martial law.
Still the resistance grew and they had gotten organized as they merged together and unified seperate resistance group's.
They knew they could not compete technologically, they could barely hide at all but they grew and built up there stockpile's of weapon's waiting
for the right time, former soldier's among there number had provided training while they had operative's inside the lower level's of the government
and even the police who passed them intelligence.
As Anna waited she saw a shadow move, it was him her contact and his face was covered as always but she recognized his distinct limp as he walked
over.
She remembered how she had been recruited so long ago, the police had come to there home because her father was behind on the rent after losing his
job and with no where to go he had refused to leave the home he and his wife had shared for over a decade, the flat used to be owned by the city
council and was provided for poor working family's and the unemployed but when the right winger's had taken over they had sold all the city property
to private sector landlord company's and then the rent's had gone up so much most of the family's could no longer afford it even if they had
job's, the government had then stopped subsidizing the poor and unemployed housing and her father with no job had been unable to keep up with
payment's like so many other's.
She had been too little to understand why her father looked so sad all the time or why her mother was always crying, why she was always hungry, when
the police came he had tried to barricade the door but they had broken it in and shot her father in the head because he had brandished a chair at
them, her mother had ran over screaming and they had shot her too.
As they had stormed the flat one of the officers had grabbed little Anna by her hair and roughly stuck her under his arm carrying her out but she had
bitten him hard on the unprotected part of his arm drawing blood and he had then thrown the little girl to the ground before hitting her with his
batton again and again.
When she came too she found herself in a cold place with grey concrete wall's and there was a strange woman accross from her in dirty clothing
rocking back and forth looking at the floor as she sat on the side of a bare mattressless bed frame her eye's wide mumbing incoherantly under her
breath.