The First Lunar (Lunar Chronicles)

by the-gallifreyan-asgardian

Cyprus Blackburn was the first person to be born on the moon, a surface that was new to colonization. Once desolate it has now become home of several scientists and explorers from all over Earth. At the age of 5, Cyprus had an experience that should have killed him, instead it changed his DNA and he became a new species and eventually, the first king of Luna.

1. Prologue (2876 SE)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE LUNAR CHRONICLES

Note: This story is set way before any of the Lunar Chronicles books; to put it in perspective, it is approximately 200 years before World War V and before the Earthen Union was formed. This is a story about the origins of Lunar race (if you didn't get it from the title :) and where they got their greedy, deceitful nature.

Prologue: (2876 S.E)

After sixty slow years of colonization the Republic of Luna was about to form, it was all about to happen that day, after countless meetings with Earth's representatives, the colonization was going to become a country.

Harvey Blackburn was confident that he was going to be elected as President, his family had done so much for the moon already it only seemed fitting that he should govern it. His father had been one of the scientists that first landed here 60 years ago, only going back to Earth once in that time to pick up his soon-to-be wife, who also in that time gave birth to Harvey before bringing them both back to the moon. Harvey straightened his tie and pulled his long jacket around him as he walked through one of the many glass tubes that led to numerous domes that had been built not long ago. Stepping into one of the newest domes where all the diplomatic meetings had been held, he noticed Lylia Waywood sitting with the rest of the jury, she gave a small wave so she wouldn't draw attention and he inched a smiled back.

The box carrying the ring still snuggly kept in his inside pocket. That would be the second bout of excitement the day would bring, he was going to prepose to the stunning Lylia Waywood, and he couldn't think of a better day to do it on.

Surrounded by several other earthen countries representatives, Harvey made sure his posture was in tact just as the chatter died down. They were surrounding the many citizens that had inhabited the moon for varying times and would be the new subjects of Luna. The buzz ceased and the final meeting on the topic of the Republic, begun. They started on why they were here and how the citizens had voted on the six representatives who would become the first president much like an earthen country, the votes had been counted and double checked, it was now time to reveal the new leader. Time dragged on and an ancient box was handed to the head jury member. The box was so small for what important information it held. The jury member opened the box tentatively and pulled out an official document on which contained one name embossed in the middle and she announced it to the audience who all had keen eyes on her.

Jean-Luc Bourguignon: French representative

The words hung in the air for several seconds before they sunk in and everyone turned to face their new leader. Harvey felt anger and hatred swell up inside him burning at his throat, he quickly tried to hide it, raised his chin and clasped his hands together on his lap. This man had no right to be leader, the Blackburn's had done too much for it to go to someone else. He took a deep breath and reminded himself he would still have Lylia no matter what.

Several hours later Lylia was standing above him, beaming at the ring he held up to her. It glistened with every movement and Lylia nodded excitedly, slipping the ring onto her finger he stood up and kissed her knowing that whatever happened now, he would always have Lylia by his side.