WE ALL FALL DOWN!

SEQUEL TO INTRUDING THOUGHTS

A CIRQUE DU FREAK TALE

This is the sequel to Intruding Thoughts, those who have not read the story, please do! You'll be very confused! This is just an introduction to the story, so don't worry, more's coming! The story will be in first person; Lara's, but will switch on and off to other characters occasionally.

Enjoy!

Freedom is dead.

Along with over a third of the world's population. Nations have crumbled, unions have split, and governments have faded into oblivion. No one is safe from the tyranny that has taken so many lives. The world sits shrouded in darkness, vulnerable and desecrate. An ongoing war has plagued the earth like a disease, and shows no signs of ceasing. The war, started by the hands of a tyrannical monster and his swayed army, started a few years ago, after the death of the last queen of England.

Her death was the beginning of the end.

Hours after she passed, her son – heir to the throne of England and her territories – became the king of England. All seemed well at first, he was a fine looking young man who had been raised under the wing of a wonderful leader; his mother, and seemed to know what was right for his country. If only that were true. William St. John took the throne of England with only one thing in mind; complete control. And he gained it with ease. In the matter of a year's time, St. John had the country in the palm of his hand. Laws were created to prevent treason against him, and anything that he did not agree with, was put to ruin. Books that revealed too much, movies that showed too much, and people that said too much were all destroyed. Curfews were created, and anyone who went against them were taken by the secret police and never seen or heard from again. Television shows were tapped, along with radio shows; so that nothing too revealing could be said or seen. Any act of treason was met with severe punishment, most resulting in death. Life for the people of England became one giant lie, they had been promised happy lives, but received the hand of tyranny instead.

Other countries began to notice this act of tyranny right off the bat, and quickly tried to keep the King from total communism. On the eve of St. John's coronation, a meeting was held between several concerned nations. They feared for their own countries being affected or even inspired by St. John. They wanted to help the people of Great Britain, to save them from the acts of cruelty that were being placed upon them. They began to set plans to remove the King from his throne. Word of this was leaked by spies who attended the meeting, and soon the King received the news. Furious of the foreign nations' wish to remove him, St. John took action without hesitation, or his country's consent. In a matter of hours, war was declared.

Since then, the earth has been turned into a massive wasteland, were fear and corruption rule over all. The nations that once tried to save Great Britain have all crumbled from civil wars, the war started by St. John that quickly became World War III, and the nuclear bombs that were tossed from country to country like hot potatoes. Survivors are scattered in small clumps hidden in the nations, trying to live their lives among the death that constantly surrounds them. The war has ended, but only because no country remains strong enough to last against St. John and his army. The people of Great Britain still live under the control of the King, but are the most well off of anyone else in the world. That is how St. John remains in control, he continues to promise his people that they – unlike the rest of the world – would be able to live on happily and safe. And unfortunately, that is true; they have remained safe from the nuclear bombs, the civil wars, and the terrorism that has affected every other nation.

Rebellion is scare in these times where everyone is afraid to take a step out of place. No one wants to end up like those elsewhere, no one wants to die. The world is too harsh to be abandoned in. Although life is under terrible restriction, its life, and one most people can deal with. The fates of others keep the English from rebelling, but in their hearts, the want for a new life, a better life, is calling. And yet few will answer to it. Few will go against the government that has destroyed the world, and keeps them scared and locked up in their homes.

I am one of those few.

For years now, I and the few brave ones in the country have been rebelling, plotting, and fighting against a government that is no longer our own. We refuse to surrender our freedoms to a man who only wants to crush us. Thankfully, we have yet to be found, for I know when we are, there will be no mercy given to us. The King and his men haven't discovered us by now for one sole reason. The few that refuse to surrender to him any longer, most of them are a part of his inner circle. The secretary of defense, several generals, and many Politian's that have the King's trust. In secret, we help those who wish to go against the king, and those who have been punished by him as well. On many occasions I have led rescue missions to the concentration camps were hundreds lie to wait for death and are tortured on a daily basis. Those we have been able to take from the camps live on my estate, in cabins we have built for guests. Although, I am running out of room on the estate, and the numbers of people in the concentration camps are growing with fast pace.

So I continue to fight, though the darkness continues to cover over all. Sometimes I wonder if it will ever end, if I will ever find peace. In my heart I have hope, but I can feel it slowly dying. I feel myself slipping into the darkness like the rest of the human race. But my fellow rebels keep that hope alive, they won't stop their fight, and neither will I. I don't care if it takes the rest of my life, or if I die in the process. As long as I leave hope, even a hint of it, then I will be happy. I just can't sit back and watch people die at the hands of a monster, when I can have even the slightest impact to change it. The rebels and I are coming closer to salvation, closer to freedom.

But I fear that in the end, we'll all fall down.