The Black Rebellion
Prologue…
11:58 A.M. Somewhere in City 16…
Hello, well where do I start. Well, my name is Chris and I have been chosen to continue all projects on this Author. Gordan has a lot of things he needs done but he gave me the story line of all his stories so no change will be made there, just the author will be different and how they will be written. Let this story prove my capability and hopefully you will see me worthy. Here is a small sample of a future chapter which I turned into a prologue.
Five sinister looking people hooded in black sweatshirts were leaning against an apartment building scrutinized the passing people. You would think five people clad in black torn leather hooded jackets and tee-shirts amongst the sea of blue uniforms would indefinitely draw attention toward them, but oddly enough they seemed to fade out of interest, not drawing anyone's eye to them. The one in the middle was a bit taller than the others and had a muscular build, but, as with all the others, the only thing you could see of his face were a pair of showing eyes that seemed to glow slightly with dim white light. The rest of his features were shrouded with darkness and mystery. One of the others next to him was a woman, her skin was grey and she had sharp black tattoos snaking up her arms like flames, the lower half of her tee-shirt was missing showing her torso. The other three had nothing special about them.
The woman slightly nudged the one in the middle, she then slightly nodded towards a patrol of seven Civil Protection officers. The one in the middle nodded sharply and studied them carefully. The CPs' started to beat down a few citizens causing the crowd to disperse in fear. The woman leaned in to the one in the middle and asked "How do we get there attention this time?" The man pulled a cigarette from inside the coat and lit it and placed it on his lips, he took a small drag and released a puff of smoke. "This should work." He said. This immediately got each of the officers' attention. One CP called it in. "Five perpetrators, violating required citizen equipment, also violating cleansing act. One of the perpetrators has contraband on hand and in use, requesting permission to engage, and initiate judgment, over." They got a female voice droning back incoherently over the radio. The CPs' raised their stun-sticks and began moving toward the five.
Each of the hooded figures simultaneously pulled MP7s from inside there jackets and shot the CPs'. They didn't even miss a shot.
Hope you enjoyed this sample\prologue, please review to point out any errors or to criticize my writing, but keep it constructive, you may also review if you just wish to leave a comment or praise, sometimes that helps keep my morale high. I'm glad to finally publish my writing somewhere other than classrooms and friends.
Oh and some notes after thought other things: I used CPs' because I was lacking a better way to put it and it looked better than simply Civil Protections, CPs, and CP's. Well that's all, I believe I wasted enough of your time with my rambles.