Hey peoples, this is just some info on what this story is based off of…I'm kinda loosely basing this story off of the novel Anthem written by Ayn Rand. It won't be in first person, but it will still have the people referring to themselves as: we, our, and ours. And others will be referred to as: they, them, their, and you. But if you read this book, and you loved reading it as much as I am now…then, you can understand it a bit more
Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT, or the novel this is based off of; all I own, and will ever own are my OCs
She took a deep breathe, her small hands trembling as she held them at sides, standing straight. She didn't want to be chosen…she didn't want to be forced to produce a child during the mating time. She hated the council for choosing what she had to do for the rest of her pathetic existence…knowing she would die before she was forty.
But unlike her fellow "brothers and sisters" she knew something far greater, past their times in the Home of the Scholars, she even knew when she was in the House of the Infants.
She was different, and the job they assigned her, her fifteenth year showed that she knew too much. But unlike the rest of her people she knew something that she could not utter from her lips, or it would be immediate death, yet, dieing for what she believed in would subdue over hiding what she knew, what she's been doing…disappearing during social hour and going to a place that the Higher Council were fools for hiding.
She worked in the field, and she found something from the times that were just mere legends…fiction…and yet…
Something tugged at her over active mind, wishing to learn everything about that place…
And she has, pulling things apart; breaking the law in doing so…she has learned so much, creating things that time has forgotten for so long.
And if anyone found out she would be both beaten and whipped, or…
She would burn at the stake.
"You may all depart to the Social Gathering," an old man with ice cold blue eyes stated lifting his right hand in the air.
She would always sneak out from the social gatherings, Union 9-7769 promised to keep her secret. Yes…they were called by numbers here, she was known as Liberty 9-8523, and she was looked down upon for her mind, for thinking too much…
Individuality was one of the laws she could not break. They were all equal…there was always we, us, our, ours, you, them, they, and themselves. It was the only way she could refer to herself, and she despised it above all other things.
"Liberty 9-8523, please do not tell us that you are going back," Union 9-7769 whispered harshly in her ear.
"We must," she whispered.
"We just don't want to see you like that damned Equality-6-4431," Union 9-7769 growled.
It was six years prior, she was in the Home of the Scholars at the time, and a man had spoken the unspeakable word. He had his tongue cut out, but…he wasn't crying out in pain, he was showing off a glow of pride that she wished to give off…to feel. That pride never left him as the fire began to burn, and he looked her straight in the eyes…and they told her the unspeakable word.
He studied his calculations…and then glanced at April, "Why do you want me to see if there are more worlds to go to?"
"Don…it could benefit the world if we do," April stated. Don nodded absentmindedly.
"There is one combination that we didn't try," Don affirmed, staring at the artifact placed on the table.
"Really?" April asked, "Should we try it?"
"April…maybe we shouldn't," Don suggested.
"Donnie, it's not like we're ever going back to those two other places where we destroyed the other portals to those worlds."
"I know April…but I don't think…"
April glanced over Don's calculations, her pale hands turning the parts of the artifact. Her eyes widened as a bright light overwhelmed them, and the sickening feeling of being transported shifted into another world.
They landed hard inside of a structure.
"Where are we?" Don asked himself aloud. He glanced around, the only light entering the room was sunlight flooding from a large gaping hold on the ceiling, piles of rocks and rubbish were lined everywhere, and to his surprise…the exit had been sealed shut.
His mind began to race, wondering what could have happened in this world, did those lizard people come here and already did the same to these people like many other worlds…or were they afraid of what would come from this place.
He walked over to the exit, a huge boulder blocking its path. He reached out and pushed.
"Don I don't think…" April bit her lip; something about this place gave an odd feeling…if they stayed there that they would eventually forget who they were.
With one last shove the boulder began to roll a few meters, there was enough space for them to walk out. He exited and stared wide eyed at the scenery.
It was beautiful, yet…
He didn't feel the comforts of technology, it was too…
Sixteenth century.
A city was located on the near west, but in order to reach the city, they would have to walk through forests and farm land.
"Should we get moving?" he asked April.
April nodded a bit, and their long hike began.
She wiped the sweat from her brow as she scattered seeds on her side of one of the many fields located in this area. It was her place to care and nurture, due to when she does produce a child; they would take it away, without her even knowing if they were male or female. It was a close enough fit.
Her white tunic flowed in the cool breeze, and for the first time…she's enjoyed it. She glanced, to see a few meters away were Union 9-7769, speaking with one of the street sweepers.
It was against the law for taking a liking to one brother over all others, yet…she found that completely wrong…she found most of the laws were completely wrong.
She set the woven wood basket on the ground, and she began to pull weeds. She looked up and her eyes widened. For two figures were coming down the Forbidden Hill.
She would not dare say a word, not wanting them to be sent to the Hall of Detention.
But…the two figures were unfamiliar and strange. It was like they were aliens from foreign lands that had been able to pass through the forests without being snatched up by the beasts.
She glanced around, putting the weeds in a separate basket, and stared at the two figures whose outlines were getting larger and more visible. She kept her expression blank, and her hands at her sides.
She wanted to know who or what they were…and she wanted to know alone.
She glanced to see that Union 9-7769 and the street sweeper walking off, talking as they did so. A small smile graced her lips, she wished for her to be happy; the three of them were breaking so many laws…
Yet she didn't care, nor wanted to care.
"Liberty 9-8523," she tensed hearing one of her "sisters" call out to her…
But…she didn't listen. She knew she would probably be beaten for what she was about to do…but it didn't matter. Something inside of her was pushing her to run towards the two figures, not caring if she injured her bare feet.
She exited the fields and began to slowly walk towards them.
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