User blog:DaneeLovesKick/Oceania (Please tell me what you think) :)

               The Great Disaster of 2015 put the world in chaos. Twenty-three people survived the bomb test gone wrong. Each bomb, held in each country, set of simultaneously with out control. It marked the end of that world, the Old World. No one knows why the bomb test was planned, no one was told until minutes before they exploded. The twenty-three people that survived, included the Oceano family who would become the dictators of Oceania, their close friends and their families, and their house keeping crew. These people were to define the social classes of Oceania, the New World. The Great Disaster brought along with it many difficulties. Every document, medicine, doctor, teacher, and every piece of society was gone. Along with the difficulty of starting over, one disease remained in society. This disease would transform into the fatal, incurable disease known as the plague a year after the Great Disaster. The illness that spread like wild fire was known in the Old World as Tuberculosis, they tell stories of this disease being harmless, easy to treat, and anything but fatal if cured in time, but the people had nothing. There were no traces of cures of treatments so they could not cure it, and it became a plague, a disease, instead of just a simple illness. The destroyed environment exposed these people to radiation, which eventually mutated the plague into a genetic disease.

               Now, in the year 2091, the plague has taken over society completely. People are diagnosed with the disease between the ages of fourteen and sixteen, and are not able to live past the age of thirty. It has been years since Oceania has had an elder rule, or teach, or even be a parent. Children enter straight to the factories, to produce food and goods for the royal family. The rest of society must create and dig for their own goods.

                This is the world that sixteen-year-old Luna Chase was born into. She walked with her head down, her jet black hair was tickling her cheeks as she skipped and tripped over gravel from old destroyed buildings that others call home. Her pale face was covered by a blue, paper medical mask, it was the only solution they had for slowing down the disease that was passed through the air, but eventually every child would receive it. Today was her evaluation day, today she would be told how long she would have to live, and when she would begin to show signs of the final stages of the plague. As she got closer to the grey building next to the Oceano House, the big TV screen in the front of the house was showing the announcement of Oceania’s next ruler, Alexander Oceano, his older sister had died earlier this week, and he was the only heir for now. Luna knew he was her age, she had seen him come around the milk factory to check on the workers with his sister. Luna guessed he had an heir on the way with his wife, because in Oceania time was short, so things had to go fast pace.

               She entered the clinic, the nurse was already waiting for her. Luna nervously pulled down her long black sleeve on her shirt and fiddled with it. She was here with her parents for her very first check up at the age of six. She hadn’t caught the disease yet, so her parents were relieved they could live without worries for a few more years. They died when Luna turned fourteen, she was now in charge of her own life, and her younger sister’s. They were each other’s only family, and now Luna began to worry that she would have to leave Madison to fend for herself. With this illness being so contagious Madison would be more in danger with Luna than by herself.

              “Good morning Ms. Chase,” the nurse greeted cheerfully, “I see you’re still a Miss.”

              “Yeah, your point?” Luna asked as she sat on the cold iron seat.

             “Well you are already sixteen,” the nurse said, while she pierced a needle into Luna’s forearm, “Girls your age already have a baby. You know we don’t have much time in this world. I had my little one when I was fifteen, I am now twenty-one and I’m glad I had time to spend with him.”

            Luna saw how pale she was, she knew the plague was ending her. She was in her last years, if the illness was not that strong.

          “Why bring a person into this world were they’ll die anyway?” Luna stated

           The nurse put on her medical mask and gloves and smiled at Luna.

          “Okay, Miss Chase please remove your mask,” she asked

          Luna unclipped the hook in the back of her mask and took it off. The nurse’s blue eyes went wide as she stared at Luna.

         “Miss Chase, how long have you been coughing up blood before this check up?” she asked quietly.

         Luna thought, was that one of the symptoms? Her parents never let her see them in their bad days. She had never interacted long enough to talk to anyone in the factory. Even if she did, she would never see what they coughed up because of their masks. Now that she though about it, she had never coughed up blood, not once before this visit.

        “Never actually, does that mean it’s worse?” she asked worried. as the nurse stood there frozen, Luna began to panic. Was she already done with this life? Had the illness skipped all its steps?

       “Excuse me, I need to call the Doctor.” she ran out of the room and Luna heard a door close.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       Doctor? Luna knew something was wrong, the Doctor never came down for anyone below the Oceano family. His family were decedents from pharmacists and he knew the plague well enough to diagnose people. Moments later he walked into the room with the nurse behind him and sat in front of Luna.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        “Hello Luna, I’m Doctor Clow,” he said smiling, “I hear you haven’t experienced any violent coughing. Have you experienced fever, or large weight loss?”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">         Luna shook her head, what was wrong with her? She wanted to know. Doctor Clow sat there looking at Luna with his hand under his chin.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        “A miracle,” he whispered, “Miss Aviar, please call Chief Oceano, it seems miss Chase doesn’t have the TB virus.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        Luna became frozen, she didn’t have the plague. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing, that had to be a mistake. She was sixteen, her parents had died of it, and it was her evaluation day, how could she not have the illness?

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       “Are you sure sir?” the nurse said half way out the door, “No one passes sixteen without the disease.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">      “I’m sure, this one might be the answer to our problems.” he said smiling. “Miss Chase, congratulations you will be serving this world greatly.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       This was Clow’s chance to finally prove to the Chief he could serve the royal family right. At just twenty years of age, he had found the first person with a defense against the plague. She would be his experiment, his answer to saving the royal family before they went out of existence. Luna just sat there in shock.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       “What do you mean I will serve the world?” She asked.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       “You see Luna,” Clow began, “The Oceano family is not reproducing fast enough. The plague is catching up to them, and if I do not find a cure the royal family, will seize to exist. You Miss Chase, could be the answer. I will do some tests on you, nothing big and if we succeed, you will be prized with great fortune.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        “Find a cure for the royal family?” Luna began, “So we wouldn’t be doing this for society Mr. Clow, we would be doing it for our rulers. The ruler who have stripped us of food, homes, and health for their own stability? I’m sorry Mr. Clow, but I refuse to help. I now know that I am free of this illness. I am no longer a threat to my sister, and society. So, I will return to my home and raise her, unless you change the conditions of your proposal.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">         For the first time, Luna felt as if she was more powerful than any ruler Oceania ever had. How wrong she was. Doctor Clow was not going to let a sixteen-year-old peasant ruin his plans. He smiled at her and took her hand.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        “You are very wise for your age Luna Chase,” he said. He quickly pulled her towards him trapping her in his arms. “But not wise enough to know your place! The Oceano family saved society, and are only taking what they deserve. People like you are the ones who plagued society, you deserve nothing but this illness, but instead they give you jobs, the chance to live. You do not put the rules in this situation because I am not asking for your permission anymore, I’m telling you, you are going to be my test puppet and you will help find this cure. If not, I will not only make sure you help me, but I’ll make sure that sister of yours has a shorter life span than usual.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">          Luna struggled to breath, panicking about the safety of her sister, she agreed and pleaded for the safety of her sister. That decision would be the worse she has ever made. In a series of months Luna lay in a blue tiled room, receiving injections, getting blood drawn out of her, being put through physical tests and beaten for not cooperating. Alexander Oceano, had stood in for all of these tests, watching Luna become a lab rat, assuring her that her sister was safe, telling her his plans for the New World where people could live for years, and see their children grow, and the world change. Luna lay there, too weak to respond, just listening to the lies of this dictator who took everything from her, even the right to her own body. Alexander didn’t feel guilty for what he had done to this girl. He was grateful for her, she was going to save his life, she was going to be the reason for his family’s existence. He didn’t care for her torture, in his opinion, she should be humbled by her own actions. He was going to be able to continue with his great plans for Oceania.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">           On March 26th 2091, Luna was laying, trying to breath normally, and struggling to stay awake. Alexander was sitting next to her, speaking to her like always.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">         “The middle class will be cured first, they are the largest class, then when they are cured, they will be strong enough to work in the factories. This is where we will begin to give the cure to the peasants, can you imagine a world with no plague? I will be the reason for that, well, you and I.” Alexander smiled down at her. Luna wanted to punch him in the face, but her arms were numb from so many liquids put into her. She just looked at him, scolding at him as much as he could.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">          Suddenly the door flew open and Clow rushed in with a bottle of clear liquid in his hand. His face was pale and sweaty, but he was smiling.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">         “I did it,” he managed to say, “I found the cure!”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        Alexander stood and rushed over to him and grabbed the bottle. As he held the bottle, his body shook. He was going to live, he was going to rule for many years to come. This would be his society, and soon he would make history. Clow looked over at Luna, she was looking at him, tears streaming down her face. She would finally be able to leave this horrid place, she would see Madison, be able to give her the cure, and would be able to live with her for many more years. Clow leaned over and whispered into Alexander’s ear.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        “You know she can not leave this place Chief,” he whispered, “She will tell people what happened to her, and plus she has nothing to go back to.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">         Alexander nodded and looked at Luna. “Thank you for your services Miss Chase, it was a pleasure speaking to you. I must leave now and begin planing what we spoke about, and do not worry your pain will end soon. Goodbye.” he smiled and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        Luna looked up at Clow who was not standing over her with an expressionless face. He right hand held a needle with thick green liquid.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">      “I told you once, that you do not make the rules in this society. You’ve done your job, you have nothing else to do. We can’t have you speaking of your experience here, I’m sorry.” Clow said coldly.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        Luna’s eyes widened, and for the first time in months her throat cleared up.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       “You promised to let me go!” Luna screeched.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       “No Luna, I didn’t,” he said, “I said your sister would be safe, and even if I did promise you could live after this you think I would actually keep that promise? Even after realizing your rebellious thoughts?”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       “I did everything you asked,” Luna croaked, “Please Mr. Clow,you can not some one as young as Madison with out anyone.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">      “Oh please peasant!” Clow shouted, “we terminated her the day we put you in this room, she has been dead for months! You have absolutely no one. Be proud, though, you are the reason that the royal family will continue to rule.”

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        Luna went numb, this whole time she was alone, she was used and now she was going to be thrown away. The dictator would live for a full lifetime, and the society will continue to crumple, all because of her. Tears were no longer coming out of her, she was stripped of every feeling. Now she was just listening to what she had accomplished.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       “Oh, and don’t be fooled Chief Alexander will never do anything he said to you. His only priority is his family, and his reign. He just kept you strong, hopeful until we succeeded. Now, are there any last words you want to say?” Clow stood there waiting. Luna nodded and smiled.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">       “Everything has an ending, you, me, even Alexander. Nothing is forever, and you have started the ending.” as she finished, the liquid entered her blood and she went still.

<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'">        Clow stood over her, and understood, but he would not see it. As he turned his body collapsed, his end had come.

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<p style="margin:0.0px0.0px0.0px0.0px;font:12.0px'TimesNewRoman'"> It is not a finished draft. There are some grammer errors, but this is just a project that I am doing for one of my classes. Thank you for reading. I'd love to hear your feedback. :)