The End and the Beginning

by Ersatz Einstein

A terrible war has just ended, and now the people of the world must pick up the pieces. These are my thoughts about the good side of the dystopia, and what could have led to it. Not my usual fandom, so please tell me how it comes across. Rated T.

1. Prologue

The war had been going on for years now. It wasn't one of those wars where they send everyone off to fight and leave you to think about it. It wasn't one of those wars where you sat at home every way, waiting for the newest batch of statistics to come in: cut, dried, and devoid of emotion. This wasn't that kind of war.

Instead, they had all been treated to a very different type of war. The first war ever where everyone is a civilian, is a statistic, but no one but the generals can sit back and view them. This was a civil war of the human race, where what had been a discussion of ideologies, a chat of professors over tea, had become a vicious, evil monster, a killer of children and neighbors. No one was safe. No one ever would be.

That's why it was so hard to believe. The war was over. There was sorrow and destruction everywhere, sure, but the war was finally over. Most couldn't even remember the names of the groups who had been fighting, and few had heard of the group that had won. All anyone knew was that things would be different now. Things would calm down. There would be peace again, and if this new group was telling the truth, there would never be war again.