Starry Night

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S T A R R Y     N I G H T 

 

 
 
How much do you crave for adventure?
 
Are you willing to chase after it even if it costs you your life? 
 
Are you willing to fight for what you stand for?
 
 
 
 

 

Foreword

PROLOGUE
WARNINGS: MILD CUSSING

/214/


"He's finally awake, huh?"

"Seems like it. Get the branding iron with his code, it should be on the third monitor screen."

"The print is ready to go with the microchip, Joshua."

"Do what you gotta do."



/214/


After the historically imprinting event of 'Brexit' on June 24th, 2016, in which the UK had voted to leave the EU, even with a large percentage of those wanting to remain, the world was just filled with controversial politics-concerning discussions. North America was nearing their own presidential elections and the many fears of those living in the United States had increased once be notified that the well-known presidential candidate, Donald J. Trump, had supported the action for the UK to leave; seeing it as a way of regaining their country back meaning their independence from the EU.

    It turns out after five months later at the November elections that Donald J. Trump is now the United States of America's new leader. This has caused terrible panic amongst the citizens as they now worry about their future. As a result of President Trump being elected, youth groups, from the ages ranging from the young ages of eleven to even college students of the age of twenty-five, have merged together as a rebellion. They have said that, "President Trump is a horrible leader and that any of his actions will cause nothing but trouble amongst them all."

    A young man, who identifies himself as 'Meloze', the leader of a well-known youth rebellion group called the 'Rogues', states that he plans on returning the U.S. to its original state and hopes to improve from there on.

    The idea of rebellion of the youth groups had spread amongst the media - causing other countries' citizens to create their own cliques as well. The groups have caused more problems than the president himself with mass shootings that were now everywhere within every state of America causing many to flee back to their own original countries. Even bombings have now become a familiar event that occurs; killing thousands of people. President Donald Trump has not said much about these problems and continues to avoid them by bringing up a new idea of now advancing to other areas on the Earth. He has stated that he has his men already in Europe's territory and was now heading towards Asia. Primarily hitting China and Japan first with South Korea also in his hit list-




      "Quit reading that, kid. It's nothing but the bird's eye view of the situation, not the ant's."

I jumped in my seat from the deep-voice that interrupted my reading. With wide eyes wandered up from the large hand that was laying upon my laptop to the thick arms and narrow shoulders to finally the face of a... masked man with bright red hair sticking out behind it?

  Who in the -

      "The name's Chanyeol, Park Chanyeol."  The giant smirked - or at least he sounded like he was smirking - with a little twirl in his introduction, "And you're coming with me, puppy eyes."

   Puppy eyes? What...in the -

I couldn't even finish that thought before he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his chest - which by the way was surprisingly rough-hard though I thought from his frame that'd he be just bones.

      "W-what are you doing?!"
      "Uh, I don't know, kidnapping you from this... not quite pleasant place?"

The displeasure in his voice was obvious but I could tell he was restraining himself. The bedroom wasn't too bad... It had a ceiling, though, it was falling apart and at night some pieces of it would drop onto my head. It had windows, but those had cracks in them. The room itself was quite small but with my frame - it was good enough. The floor was creaky as hell but you get used to them. Hey, there was a bathroom included too which is a nice addition on days like Taco Tuesdays which are quite the pain in the as-.

      "Uh, are you going to be just staring at my face forever with that blank stare or...?"

, I'm doing it again. 

      "No. . Sorry," I muttered, "um, could you like, possibly, let me go now?"

He snorted loudly and flicked my forehead,
      "Did everything I say to you go through one ear and out the other?"  I nodded while he sighed.

      "We need new recruit and new recruits mean new fresh s to kidnap from the Empire's headquarters. I was passing by all the other cells, and you seem like a good candidate for it. Speaking of recruiting people, it's almost time for the guards to do their scan-walk so we better zoom on out of here."

He started to wrap a rope around the two of us and as he clinked a button and wrapped both arms around me; a buzzing noise gradually started to echo throughout the room.

      "I don't think you should be doing this... Please just let me go," I struggled within his hold, worried that the guards were near and would think I'm associated with this... freak. God only knows the punishments they'll give me this time.

      "No can do, Chief needs new people. Also, never asked this, but what's your name, Puppy Eyes?"

I froze.

  Why do people always ask this question. You think I'd really know? 

      "I got a number on my back to read-"
      "Ugh, don't even mention that. Just tell me your real name...unless you don't know it?"

  Bingo Lava-Head boy. 

      "Fine. I'll call you Baek." I glanced up and asked, "Baek?"

He laughed, "Yeah, yah know. Baek as in a hundred since you're actually my hundredth recruit this year. What a coincidence."

I squinted, "You kidnapped a hundred people-" He placed his gloved finger onto my lips and shushed me, "Ah-ah, a hundred recruits. There's a difference, Baek." I rolled my eyes.

The beeping noise was a lot louder now, and I was confused as to why nothing was happening.

      "Just wait for it," he whispered into my ear causing a shiver to roll down my spine.

      "HEY. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING IN THERE?" A guard's voice surprised me and I began to shake.

      "And poof!" The Red-Haired giant shouted and held me tighter in his arms. Smoke surrounded us and my heart began to race.

  Am I finally free?

.

.

.

.

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      "IS THIS SOME TYPE OF JOKE?"

Why was I still hearing the guard's voice...?

       "Well... ."

    



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