Disclaimer: Ok I own most of these characters but anything from the Bible such as verses or people etc belong to God. This is my first attempt at a fan fiction and it is about what might go on in the future. It isn't directly related to the Bible at the beginning but you will be able to see the relationship in later chapters. If u like this chapter let me know and ill get the second one finished and up asap.


It was a cool September day. The sky was a brilliant blue with only a few white, puffy clouds peaking over the horizon. A calm breeze played with leaves that were just beginning to trade their green color for the magnificent reds, yellows and orange's of autumn. Everything was peaceful or so it appeared. It was almost ironic, considering the turmoil that was about to unfold.
Geoffrey Winston paced back and forth on the braided rug in front of his office desk. He barely noticed the path he had worn in the rug let alone the beauty of the day. There were other more pressing matters on his mind. The moral standards of the world were deteriorating at a faster rate than anyone could have imagined. Geoffrey's sources had confirmed that Christianity would soon be outlawed. No one of the Christian faith would be safe after that. Signs of the coming storm had been surfacing since Geoffrey was a young lad in England, but they were never quite as strong as they were at the present. In 2015, the countries of the world had united as one and since then they had declared peace among the nations. The peace was short-lived, however; and soon a war had broken out. Philippe Jacques had been elected supreme leader by the United One World Government but he was only a mere pawn in their evil plans. The UOWG had coerced Jacques into issuing a law that would eventually abolish any form of religious freedom. No one could disobey this law under penalty of death. What was once a democracy had now become a hostile dictatorship. Geoffrey had planned for a day like this since he was a young man but he had hoped beyond all hope that he would never have to enforce those plans. As he was contemplating his decision, a small figure playing outside in the playhouse caught Geoffrey's eye. It was his six year old granddaughter Annika. This is why I have to do this. He thought to himself. I don't want Nika to grow up without knowing the truth! Another glance at Nika confirmed his decision. He immediately picked up the phone and dialed the number of his good friend Joseph Wheeling.
Joseph and Geoffrey had been friends ever since they were schoolboys in England. Joseph had helped Geoffrey plan for a day like this and now it was time to put that plan into action. The phone rang twice before someone answered. "Hello," said a gruff voice.
"Joseph, we need to call a meeting. The time has come for Operation Underground."