Prologue?

LINK TO CHAPTER 1 IS BELOW

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Prologue:
The world as the human race knew it was already beginning its downward spiral toward what we now know it as. Education was going down the drain and those in power had everything and then some, while those like me drowned in what they called debt. Food became scarce for just about everyone, currency disappeared, and stealing became the norm. The rich were finally beginning to lose power because the poor were tired of being at the bottom of the food chain and those at the bottom get tired of losing after a while. Our kind began to revolt against those in power, but we didn't get very far…

Alien life forms who call themselves the Superiors came to Earth and suddenly our Earth as we once knew it was gone. The Superiors had opened their perfect planet to the rich and powerful citizens of Earth, but only as long as they could use Earth as their metaphoric trash bin. With the help of an entire race, those in power were able to regain control of Earth, and all of the lower classes, criminals, and Flaws were to be moved to Earth if they weren't already there, while the higher end citizens of Earth were relocated to Arcadia Silentium, the home planet of the Superiors. Imperfections do not exist in the minds of these human-like alien life forms and they needed somewhere to discard their Flaws. Earth fit exactly what they were looking for, so they took it. I've only heard rumors, but their planet is said to be perfect. Everything is beautiful, to match the Superiors' own appearances of course. It's said to resemble a Heaven, if one ever existed. But what's most important is that no one can be trusted anymore, not anyone.

In the end, it all comes down to you. Never forget that. If you're going to learn anything at all from life, it's that. Trust no one, love no one. It's a depressing fact but you choose life or love, fun or safety. In this place, all you have is tough decisions. That's what they depend on. They want you to make the wrong choice. That's when they make their move. They wait for you to get comfortable with your decision making skills, until you're so comfortable that you forget they ever existed. They're cunning, sly like foxes. You have to learn how to avoid them. And that's what I'm here for. I'm an outcast, a revolutionary. I made my choice long ago. It wasn't a happy choice, but I thought that if I chose life, to help others—those more ignorant & oblivious—the future generations might benefit. And although I may never live to see a happy day, I would rather everyone in the future be happy than just me, one little person. They tell you that you can't make a difference, but they lie. If you try, someone else may try, & then someone else after that & eventually it will all end—which is precisely what they don't want. So please, let me help you help the world. And remember: trust no one.