Molly's Log:

Pangea the hypothesized supercontinent that existed during Paleozoic and Mesozoic eras over 250 million years ago, before the component continents were separated into six land masses called the seven continents. The seven continents then continued to move away from each other until the opposite sides met creating Pangea II also known as Pangea Ultima. In this world every country has come together under one government. The countries agreed on a diplomatic government. Surprisingly the country worked together and flourished.

Then something changed.

Wesley's Log:

Growing up on the west coast of what used to be California we were the last to get the news. At about noon an alarm sounded on the television. A young woman appeared on a stage. She had long, dark, brown hair that reached the middle of her back, with half of it in a high pony with a mini silver comb tiara, which matched her silver crown necklace. Her eyes were a piercing blue that sent a chill through me that felt as if it enveloped my soul. She wore a tight semiformal pale green ruffled dress with high heel black sandals, so it was hard to judge her height. When she spoke I couldn't resist the urge to stop what I was doing and pay attention. Something about the way she spoke made everyone stop and listen.

"My name is Maxas Penelope Jones and I am the new Empress of the World."

The second she said that we got the power to stop listening… Or at least I did in my home. The rest of my family was still glued to the screen, including my baby brother who wasn't even one. Looking back I probably should have listened to what Empress Maxas said, but there is no point dwelling in the past.

A day or so after is when everything got worse.

Empress Maxas came back on the television at about seven at night. This time my mother literally dropped the pan she was washing and came into the living room. My father who was reading the paper put it down and looked up. My younger brother who was crying stopped suddenly to watch the Empress. This time her message was clear, it was directed at me, or more so towards my kind, teenagers.

"To all of you who can actually process the words I am saying right now, you are warned. I know you are my enemy and I have found a way to suppress you. To all of who cannot actually process the words I am saying if there is a teenager in your house hold I urge you to lock down your house until one of my men can come and retrieve them. Thank you Pangea Ultima for your corporation until next time, I am Empress Maxas P. Jones your Empress of the World."

My entire family turned on me. They all tried to grab me and shove me into my room. I barely made it out of my house alive. Once in the street I noticed I was the only teenager outside. I was the only one who either made it out or tried to make it out. I pulled my hood up and shoved my hands in my pockets as I made my way down the street. I turned the corner not quite sure where I was heading when I was jumped.

Three adult men grabbed me from behind and started dragging me. I tried to get away but they were stronger than me. They dragged me back in the direction of my house we were about three houses away when they came out of the shadows. That was the last thing I remember before I blacked out.

Molly's Log:

We are the resistance or as the public call us, the rebels.

"Word has spread that a group of teenagers are running amuck around the supercontinent. They refuse to follow our new wonderful Empress' lead. They have been seen attacking defenseless civilians, breaking into people's homes, and kidnapping children. These degenerates if spotted should not be approached, contact the MP immediately."

Ruthless, degenerates running amuck. I like the sound of that.

Audrey's Log:

It was my job to watch over the boy while he slept. I must admit the boy was cute; he had short brown hair that spiked in the front and barely touched the tips of his ears and his collar. His skin was smooth and had a slight tan. He was about five eleven from what I could tell. He slept for a long time considering he wasn't knocked out. But considering that he had gone through a lot yesterday I let him sleep. When we rescued him he was wearing similar clothing to us, dark baggy jeans, a t-shirt, a dark brown hoody with skater shoes. Right away we could tell he was going to fit in nicely.

Molly, our leader, came in to check on him every now and again. This was odd for her considering she hadn't checked on the others.

At around sixteen or seventeen hours the boy stirred. He had bright blue-green eyes that made anyone want to smile. I told him that he was safe from the Empire here, because he look as if he was about to attack, which seemed to calm him down. He told me him name was Wesley and then asked to see the person in charge. I quickly called for Molly who then dismissed me from the room.

Wesley's Log:

I awoke in an all grey room; the only furniture was the bed in which I was laying and a chair which a girl, Audrey, was sitting in. My instincts were to fight and I feel as if she knew that because before I could do anything she told me I was safe. And that the Empire couldn't find us.

If the Empire hadn't captured me than who did?

After that statement I had no choice but to ask Audrey if I could speak with the leader. She pulled a walkie-talkie from her dark jeans pocket.

She was wearing a strange outfit though I can only describe it as a Viking-tunic with a belt that held knives, a dark dusted brown riding cloak, with leather boots that had simple straps and gold buckles. But what caught my attention the most was her necklace, it was a triangle with an eye in the center.

With the walkie-talkie she called someone named Molly and waited. Seconds later another girl about the same age as Audrey came in, she looked so familiar.

Why did she look familiar?

The girl, Molly, dismissed Audrey and sat down. She wore a white tank top with the front of it pink which has silver "piping" and crosses I could also see her red bra straps. She wore black leggings tucked into brown high heeled combat boots. She had large gold double hooped earrings, a class ring on her right ring finger, she wore a gold cross necklace and a gold and silver heart necklace as well and a silver charm bracelet on her left arm; all of the charms were stars.

Her skin was a very pale white; her hair reached the middle of her back with half of it up in a messy bun. Her eyes were a pale blue which showed all of her worries.

She explained why we as a group were here and told me that if I wished to leave I was more than welcome, but she advised against it. She said that every place I went I would be hunted down until I conformed. When I told her I wanted to stay she smiled, got up, and left the room.

I went to follow her out the door but was stopped by Audrey. She told me to go back into the room and rest, that someone would retrieve me for dinner.

Molly's Log:

What are the rebels and how did they form?

We are a group of adolescents from the ages of thirteen to nineteen. We are unlike "normal" teenagers, something about us: our state of mind, our DNA, our way of life makes us immune to Empress Maxas' "charm". When she talks everyone listens, except the few here. We have joined together to form a group the public calls the rebels. It is our job to try and over throw the Empress and restore order to the supercontinent because no one else is strong enough.

Are we crazy?

I don't think so, we are different, we stand out, and because of this we must help those who cannot help themselves.

Will we succeed?

I don't know but one must keep a positive outlook on life when that one person is in charge of fifteen hopeful teens.