Is there such thing as love, in a world with such anger and hate? I strode nonchalantly through the city, avoiding attention. My face was everywhere. Not for a good reason either. I was a wanted criminal, not for petty crimes such as mugging and stealing, but for inciting mass anarchy. Yeah, I know. Dramatic. I'm only thirteen yet I can boast as much criminality as a mobster. It's a bit awkward when I'm asked what I do daily. People expect I 'play' and 'hangout'. I wouldn't want to do that with the illiterate, immature kids my age. So I answer the truth. I'm the leader of mass rebellion and revolt throughout the world. Here in 2056 the world is a lot more dangerous than it used to be. People are kidnapped in the street and murders aren't common. The regime in England is in rack and ruin. We are watched all the time. Government slaves sit in control rooms watching us. We step out of line, we're dead. What happened to childhood? Anyway, I shuffled through the streets full of people. They were all white. The fascist government reigning over us didn't allow any other races to be seen or heard. I was heading to parliament. I had 10 Kilos of C4 in my backpack and another 90 Kilos stowed under parliament. Yeah I'm a modern age Guy Fawkes. That's why I wear the Guy Fawkes mask. I didn't have it on now blatantly or else I would've been arrested in the blink of the eye. Anarchy controlled every large city of the world. Everything out side of them was a wasteland. I was nearly there but a roadblock stood ahead me. Time to try out these new knifes... ------------------------------------------------ First attempt at a Fan Fic.
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