The Day the Moon Stood Still
The year is 3013. The Mayan Calender ended 1001 years ago. The planet known as Earth is my moon. My name is Charlie Vega. I have never set foot on the surface of my planet. My great-great-grandfather colonized the first lunar community. His father designed the evacuation of Earth. Everything happened as planned but one thing. He never returned from the plague stricken planet.
After the calender ended, the world continued. The fourth World War began in the year 2687. The Black Plague returned, reaching every continent, every town. Earth was dying, the people suffering. Governments had crumbled and wars were waged. The Chinese Empire crumbled as United States President Alexander W. Grant, long distant grandson of General and President Ulysses S. Grant, took over office. Under his direction the idea of a planet wide evacuation began. In the year 2900 my future was placed here, on a lifeless rock orbiting Earth.
With so much of the population gone and the evacuation started very few were allowed to stay behind. those who stayed either died out or went into hiding. Either way, the outcome didn't seem promising.
That is my history, my family's past. Nothing can be changed, no one can alter what took place. There once was an old saying that now seems ancient, it said, "History, if not understood, has a way of repeating itself. And if it is repeated the stakes are doubled." No one can have a perfect knowledge of history, yet how can you lose control of two entire planets?
There's only one way to find out.
Tell me what you think......... I hope it turns out like I want it to.
After the calender ended, the world continued. The fourth World War began in the year 2687. The Black Plague returned, reaching every continent, every town. Earth was dying, the people suffering. Governments had crumbled and wars were waged. The Chinese Empire crumbled as United States President Alexander W. Grant, long distant grandson of General and President Ulysses S. Grant, took over office. Under his direction the idea of a planet wide evacuation began. In the year 2900 my future was placed here, on a lifeless rock orbiting Earth.
With so much of the population gone and the evacuation started very few were allowed to stay behind. those who stayed either died out or went into hiding. Either way, the outcome didn't seem promising.
That is my history, my family's past. Nothing can be changed, no one can alter what took place. There once was an old saying that now seems ancient, it said, "History, if not understood, has a way of repeating itself. And if it is repeated the stakes are doubled." No one can have a perfect knowledge of history, yet how can you lose control of two entire planets?
There's only one way to find out.
Tell me what you think......... I hope it turns out like I want it to.
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