Prologue
I'm Alan Lawson, I'm not form Earth. I come from the planet Dessachain which translates to "Dessert Chain" for many years our fair nation of Willston has been divided into two main groups, the Democrats and the Royals. Both political parties have different beliefs on how Willston should be governed.
The Democratic Party of New Willston came about in 1880 A.D. They were formed as the only party in Willston for five months until King Snyder I (and last) formed the Royalist Party of the Old Order in 1881 A.D. The first conflict was when Cole Snyder was elected president, he wanted to retain his old title, but it was settled in 1900 by the Council of Extraordinary Men, made up of the Parliament and the Senate, Their law stated that in Royalist times our leader shall be called King in Democratic times he/she shall be called President.
Nevertheless our story actually begins in 2210 A.D. at the Willston National University's science lab. I am currently working on technology that would make two identical copies of anything, thus lowering the need for drafting men, my hope is to get a Conley Peace Prize for my acquisitions of war, ironic ain't it? But when I tested it out on myself (public funding won't pay for test subjects) there was a loud explosion.
"As if my life wasn't already odd" I said "I'm already producing electric current from my fingers!" Yeah, I have superpowers. And I am twenty years old, not really what I wanted to do with my life. Also, to make matters worst, my experimental power probes had been launched now who knows what's to come.
But before I blacked out I saw a figure run away, and it looked like me.
"I am so getting fired for this" I thought as the world went dark.