La_Reina
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Crime ran rampant after the Last Great War. The world wasn't like it was. The military took over control of everything. Life was stricter. The rich bought off military officials and the poor got fucked. People couldn't feed, clothe, or educate themselves under the harsh ruling of the government. There wasn't anymore free schooling or basic rights. You paid for everything. Those who couldn't afford or didn't care about an education found work. There wasn't anymore fair trade laws or human rights while employed either. You took what you could get and how you got paid for your services. Everything was legal now except the few basics: no killing, no stealing, etc those stayed the same.
It was a hard, dirty, rough life. Dirt and grim was on everything and everywhere unless you were the wealthy or the military and even then the lower rank of the military had the same hard look as the poor. There were really only 3 classes: the poor, the rich, and the military. Once in the military you were in for life. You might have a roof over your head, food (or a little bit of it) in your belly, but you served your life away. Only after 60 years could you retire. It was hell.
Neri thought of joining the military many times, but knew she couldn't leave her little brother, Samuel age 12, and sister Ava age 9, behind; their mother stayed home, but she wasn't really there mentally. She fell into a depression a few years back and some days were better than others. Neri was only 19 and the job she had sucked. The owner, Marcus, was underpaying everyone, but no one would hire her without some sort of sex being involved. She worked 80 hours a week and barely managed to put food on the table. She couldn't afford for her siblings to go to school so she taught them what little she knew. She was one of the few people who could read and write. An asset you think that would take her far.
Neri had just walked through the door when she smelt something that had her salivating. There was a turkey on the table. Neri knew she didn't make enough for this. "Where'd it come from?"
Her little brother smiled proudly. "I nicked it. It was just sitting there, half eaten, and was going to be thrown away and we are so hungry. I took it and brought it back."
"No, no, no," Neri said. "We have to take it back." Her brother looked so sad. The food looked so good. "No one saw me."
Right when he said that there was a knock on the door. Everyone jumped. Neri slowly walked to it and there were 3 uniformed officers. "Thievery is not permitted. It's punishable by law. Who took the turkey?"
Neri turned to her little brother who was scared. She saw his whole body shaking. She turned back to the soldiers. "I took it. It was going into the trash."
"That doesn't matter. It's still stealing." They turned her roughly around and slapped cuffs on her wrists. Her little brother came running up, but Neri hushed him.
"Shhh, you're the man of the house now. Take care of momma and Ava. I love you and I'll be home soon." They both knew that was a lie. Neri was yanked away from her family and thrown into a military vehicle.
The next weeks went by in a blur. Her trial was a joke and she was sent to The Games. It was a way to bring the crime down. Every person who commited a crime from stealing to rape and murder was sent to Hell's Island. On Hell's Island was numerous cameras that televised The Games. No rules. Just survive. It was the Rich's form of entertainment. People would bet on the winner of the day or week and if you survive long enough or were popular enough sometimes people would send you bounties like food, water, or a weapon.
Neri couldn't believe she couldn't get a reduced sentence by being someone's servant, but she had refused to talk. She had probably been given the choice and hadn't answered. She was pushed off of a boat a mile from the Island. She had to swim to land. The ones that couldn't swim were taken care of first. The government didn't care. Neri tred water and floated til nightfall. There could be traps waiting for the newbies to the Games. She was tired when she finally came on land. She rushed inwards and stared at the first camera she saw knowing it would be televised. She ripped the sleeves from her shirt and wrapped it around her head. She cracked her neck and looked as menacing as she could. "Sam. Bet on me. You know how and where." She turned her back sure that her brother got the message.
Neri walked off into the night.
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It was a hard, dirty, rough life. Dirt and grim was on everything and everywhere unless you were the wealthy or the military and even then the lower rank of the military had the same hard look as the poor. There were really only 3 classes: the poor, the rich, and the military. Once in the military you were in for life. You might have a roof over your head, food (or a little bit of it) in your belly, but you served your life away. Only after 60 years could you retire. It was hell.
Neri thought of joining the military many times, but knew she couldn't leave her little brother, Samuel age 12, and sister Ava age 9, behind; their mother stayed home, but she wasn't really there mentally. She fell into a depression a few years back and some days were better than others. Neri was only 19 and the job she had sucked. The owner, Marcus, was underpaying everyone, but no one would hire her without some sort of sex being involved. She worked 80 hours a week and barely managed to put food on the table. She couldn't afford for her siblings to go to school so she taught them what little she knew. She was one of the few people who could read and write. An asset you think that would take her far.
Neri had just walked through the door when she smelt something that had her salivating. There was a turkey on the table. Neri knew she didn't make enough for this. "Where'd it come from?"
Her little brother smiled proudly. "I nicked it. It was just sitting there, half eaten, and was going to be thrown away and we are so hungry. I took it and brought it back."
"No, no, no," Neri said. "We have to take it back." Her brother looked so sad. The food looked so good. "No one saw me."
Right when he said that there was a knock on the door. Everyone jumped. Neri slowly walked to it and there were 3 uniformed officers. "Thievery is not permitted. It's punishable by law. Who took the turkey?"
Neri turned to her little brother who was scared. She saw his whole body shaking. She turned back to the soldiers. "I took it. It was going into the trash."
"That doesn't matter. It's still stealing." They turned her roughly around and slapped cuffs on her wrists. Her little brother came running up, but Neri hushed him.
"Shhh, you're the man of the house now. Take care of momma and Ava. I love you and I'll be home soon." They both knew that was a lie. Neri was yanked away from her family and thrown into a military vehicle.
The next weeks went by in a blur. Her trial was a joke and she was sent to The Games. It was a way to bring the crime down. Every person who commited a crime from stealing to rape and murder was sent to Hell's Island. On Hell's Island was numerous cameras that televised The Games. No rules. Just survive. It was the Rich's form of entertainment. People would bet on the winner of the day or week and if you survive long enough or were popular enough sometimes people would send you bounties like food, water, or a weapon.
Neri couldn't believe she couldn't get a reduced sentence by being someone's servant, but she had refused to talk. She had probably been given the choice and hadn't answered. She was pushed off of a boat a mile from the Island. She had to swim to land. The ones that couldn't swim were taken care of first. The government didn't care. Neri tred water and floated til nightfall. There could be traps waiting for the newbies to the Games. She was tired when she finally came on land. She rushed inwards and stared at the first camera she saw knowing it would be televised. She ripped the sleeves from her shirt and wrapped it around her head. She cracked her neck and looked as menacing as she could. "Sam. Bet on me. You know how and where." She turned her back sure that her brother got the message.
Neri walked off into the night.
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