Preface
Shuffling could be heard from the tape, slowly the camera shifted into view. The angle of the camera were pointed at the foggy sky leaving the naked branches to provide some sort of life throughout the loneliness of the sky. The camera was moved around some more, as if it were set up against or upon something. The sound of the ground being stomped on showed the legs of someone revealing a girl who sported dark denim jeans as she crouched down before sitting down on the grass. She quickly pulled her legs up to her chest slowly rocking forwards than back before finding the courage to lift her head. Her dark eyes held emptiness, her left nostril showed dried blood, and the bags underneath symbolized the life she lived.
With shaky hands the girl used her fingertips to tuck her once hot pink (now more of a pastel pink) collarbone length hair behind her ears. She moistened her chapped lips before setting her eyes on the blinking camera in front of her as she begun to speak.
"Hello. Whoever sees this, know that I am in danger. Here in New Zealand there is a place here called Te Raorao o Te Hara Huna. Which means the valley of hidden sin. I am sixteen years old and I've been living on my own since fourteen years old."
The sixteen year old is seen pulling a dark backpack closer to her, she unzips the bag pulling out a folded piece of paper. She unfolds the paper quickly but with shaky hands holding it up to the camera, on the map holds the routes of New Zealand. The map is filled with multiple colors with lines drawn, two of the areas on the map have large circles drawn around the two separate areas.
"This map that I have in my hands show the exact routes that I have traveled. There was a man named Arnold Watson. He was my next door neighbor who wanted to help me get out of here, he had a secret tunnel underneath his house which travels down route eight. There are eight routes that are the way out of this place. This town is extremely hard to find and can not be found on your regular map so Arnold and I made one. I labeled the routes that would need to be taken to get here. To save me, my people, and my family. For the past two years on my own I have traveled all eight routes to end up right back to the beginning. The rangatiratanga, which is where the people in charge decide what and how things happen to us citizens of this town are murdering or brainwashing us. The rangatiratanga took my parents away from me at fourteen."
The pink haired girl shifted the map to her lap to show a photo of herself along with her parents. "My parents Chino and Magdalena are one of the citizens who had plans to protest against the rangatiratanga. They have led three protests which resulted in the rangatiratanga to retaliate...with violence. As far as I know my parents are not dead, they have been brainwashed. If the rangatiratanga see potential in you they will corrupt you, they insert some type of serum into the brain which takes two days to take effect. How do I know this? Arnold Watson. Our neighbor studied the human brain and worked on the inside since the rangatiratanga took over. For awhile he played on their side so they didn't have to brainwash him. Arnold was a bright man, a genius. One of the smartest scientist I knew. He was the one who had to give the serum to my parents, he didn't find out what was in the serum since he were not around when other scientist created the substance. It took intense research for him to figure out the components but he was too late. Ninty-four percent was already embedded into my parents brain. They would have no memories of me, or their past lives. All they would know is 'To Live Is To Destroy. To Live Is To Create A Battlefield Of Wickedness.' This I know because I confronted my parents when I saw them patrolling the area. They are no longer ma or papi. They belong to rangatiratanga. I became aware of this when I looked into their eyes, the brainwashed are the ones who have silver energies swarming beyond the eye. It can only be noticed if you're directely in their face and if you're not one of them then you're better off dead. The brainwashed also wear the same clothing, sometimes when they patrol they wear normal clothing so they can trick us normals. Just so they can bring you back to rangatiratanga to become apart of their machine or to be murdered. My parents had orders to make me apart of them or to be killed. There was no way I would lose my humanity. I think eighty percent of this town is good enough. So they tried to burn the house down but I was prepared for this. The parents I knew made me prepared for this downfall."
A few more shifting and the girl was quick to pull a newspaper up to the lens, "Hades and Athanasia Abbadon are the leaders of the rangatiratanga. The rangatiratanga resides up on the north, they control every section except for the rest of us on the west. Now it's their time. I'm making this video because I have no idea how much longer we all have. There are exactly fifteen of us that are normal. We started off with thirty, they are coming after us. The rest of us will be killed. We have tried to find our way out of here but as I said the routes keep bringing us back here and the reason for that is what Hades and Athanasia are releasing into the air at certain times of the day."
At that moment the sixteen year old stopped talking as she let out a sneeze, her eyes going wide as specs of blood covered her hand. The pink haired teenager swallowed thickly tasting a bit of the copper in her throat, "They are releasing a lucid serum into the air. Meaning they fill the air with toxins that will leave us unconscious for about three to twelve hours. The serum sends us into this dream like state but the fifteen of us that are surviving have the power to control our dreams getting out of the dream before Hades and Athanasia find us. We are labeled the sacrosanct."
Suddenly a screeching sound could be heard causing the girl to clench her ears, she tries to block out the sound as her nose begins to bleed again. Finding the will to dig through her bag she pulls out a scarf wrapping it quickly against her face as tight as she can before zipping her backpack up and shoving her arms through the straps. She jumps to her feet and bends in front of the camera her voice sounding a bit muffled, "My name is Tallulah 'Tilly' Paez. If you see this, please help the fifteen of us that are left because I'm not so sure the rest can be saved! Farkle Minkus if you see this...I'm sorry we had to meet like this."
And with that said Tilly Paez disappeared from the camera just as the scenery the camera filmed showed the skies filling with red smoke blinding everything anyone once knew.
A/N: Okay for you GMW fans I know from reading this you're probably thinking what in the world did I just read?! If I can explain? I decided to give girl meets world a second chance and watched all of season one in a total of two almost three days and learned to love it. I became a fan of the series and Farkle became my favorite character and I wanted to write an OC about him.
The events that happen in GMW will probably have nothing to do with this story. However I will let you know if that changes but for now it will not. This first intro chapter was a bit of what life is like for my character on her side. I want to make a disclaimer that I only own my character Tilly Paez and the events that I set in New Zealand are only fictional so if any readers from there feel some type of way it's only fiction!
I have so much in store since this story will definitely be different than anything GMW related. If you give this a chance I promise I won't let you down :)
P.S. I'm setting everyone in the story a little older than their ages in season 2.
See you soon?