NO GODS OR KINGS ONLY MAN – Andrew Ryan
August 28th 1958
About 4 months before rapture falls.
"I don't want to go! Amy Hill screamed as her mother dragged her down the streets of rapture. "You have to go to school!" said Mrs Hill her frustration rising. "Don't you want have an education?"
"NO!" yell Amy trying to pull her hand out of her mother grip. Mrs Hill eyes blazed with anger. She yanked her daughter to the side of the walkway and slapped her across her face. Amy stop fighting and looked up at her mother with big watering eyes.
"Do you want to be a parasite?" said Mrs Hill in a hush voice. Amy shook her head no.
"Good!" Mrs Hill hugging her daughter. She did need her daughter bursting into tears. Word spread like wildfire and she didn't people to think that she herself was parasite. "Remember rapture is a wonderful place! Your father may be scrubbing the toilets at Ebbets food plaza, but he be a CEO of his own company in no times." Amy nodded her hand rise and gently touched her cheek where she had been slapped. It stung and had left a red mark. Mrs Hill looked at her watch. She was going to be late for work if she didn't get going.
"Now hurry along," Mrs Hill pushed her toward the preschool school. "Be a good girl!" she called after Amy as she walked the rest of way to Preschool. Mrs Hill checked her watch one more time before she rushed off to public biosphere. The neon light of the preschool shine brightly the words Rapture Preschool for Non parasites. Amy reach the glass door and yanked them open. Amy thought the preschool was too colorful. There were picture of Lion and Rat everywhere. The preschool teacher sat at her desk. Empty needles of Eve and Adam lied crossed her desk. The teacher stared at the ceiling obvious to the world. This did not surprise Amy Adam had been out for sometime and it was common to see people like this. The children she was suppose to be watching sat on a rug playing with wood blocks. Amy walked over to a ginger hair boy. The boy was stacking his blocks on top of each other trying to build the biggest tower. He had a big pile of block beside him. Amy looked around for some blocks she could play with. She didn't find any.
'I just use some of his.' Amy thought to herself. Amy sat next to him and reach over to grab some blocks from the big pile next to him.
"No!" screamed the boy shoving Amy way. Amy stumbled back crashing into someone else blocks.
"Hey!" yell a black haired boy who blocks she had tipped over.
"Are you alright?" asked girl with dark brown hair who was sitting next to him. Amy nod and the girl smiled. The girl reach over and pulled off Amy the hard wood blocks.
"She ruined the castle we were building!"said the black hair boy upset that girl wasn't as mad as him at Amy. "We can rebuild it!" said the girl shrugging. "And she can help." Amy quickly agree and so they started to rebuild the block castle. "My name Lizzy!" said the girl. "What yours?"
"Amy!" said Amy smiling back.
"I am Jamie!" said the black hair boy. They continued to build the castle until it was done. After finish the castle Jamie declared himself king. In which started the revelation of the century. As Amy and Lizzy rise to take out the evil king.
It took an hour for the teacher to wake up from the Adam paradise and when she did she tried to rush her lesson. The preschool teacher pulled up the picture of cartoon lion.
"Ryan the Lion is stands for get what you earn." said the preschool teacher. Then she hurriedly put up a picture of a rat."Peter the parasite says that we must share everything." Many of the kids looked at her with confusion. "Now! I want you to paint a parasite you meet today." The teachers start pulling art supplies out of the closest. In minutes they were set and ready to paint.
"Do you know what we have to paint?" Lizzy asked Amy.
"I think someone is not working or doing there job." Amy told her. "Oh!" said Lizzy looking more confused. "Who are you painting?" ask Lizzy. "I painting the teacher." Amy told Lizzy. James started laughing at this, and the teacher looked over disapproving. Amy smiled from ear to ear. She had made some really good friends.
