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ONWARD!_____________________________________________________________________________________________________
A long time ago, America was under attack for about the zillionth time. The economy had just dropped—so fast that some people say it was planned. So America was in turmoil and some bozo thought it would be a brilliant idea to go Julias Ceasar and take them over.
Look where his idea brought us.
America fought back with all they had seeing as the rest of the world was against them. And in all of the chaos, no one noticed them planning carefully in their little hidey-hole—planning the end of the world.
In 2020, President Pearson put his plan into action.
He ordered a huge labyrinth of tunnels to be built underneath the crust made of ten feet of solid metal on each side. I was supplied to house one hundred people for ten years—an incredibly long ten years. The President hand-picked the smartest, fastest, strongest, and agile people on the planet to accompany him in living in the Labyrinth, as its now called.
Ten years later, the world was gone, and in its place was a new extravagantly beautiful place—a chance to start over.
Those amazing people had children, carrying on the amazing Traits. Human evolved until it could no longer be considered such. Ears became long and tapered to a point. Hair became smooth like velvet and slippery so it could not be tangled in bushes and branches. Limbs became long and graceful, able to jump and swing long distances. Eyes expanded and pupils enlarged, turning the eye color black.
And their hearts stopped.
Hearts weren't important in the way of survival, at least by Trilance standards. We were special, we had evolved. And, though they didn't tell us, we couldn't be killed by an outside force. Right?
The world of Trilance continued, building three cities bound by the Alliance—the most important piece of paper in the kingdom (if you want to call it that).
Life went on, learning to survive. But one by one, children were born; becoming more human though their hearts stayed silent, their thoughts alien to us . Humans were returning and it seemed that the fate of the world would once again turn over to them—the ultimatum.
Until a little girl was born—one with long ears, long limbs, smooth hair, black eyes…
…and a beating heart.