Truth behind the lies

I do not own destiny, this is for entertainment only, non profit . Truth behind the lies By : Darkbandit1 Prologue The time has come for the truth to be told, for the old and young must know, since ages past and for those to come, those who've served must be honored and those who will serve will know the sacrifices of those who came before them. This tale that I've known and kept secret till now is the only truthful account of the events that have transpired to achieve this time of peace, for the higher ups in government have expunged this knowledge from history. I warn you reader that this will be a lengthy story for it must be so, that it may contain all that I know. I hope to start as close to the beginning as I can remember. Forgive me but it truly is a curse to grow old. You lose much of that which you once worked so hard to gain. Allow me to take you back many, many years ago to an age of war, to a threatened city; this city is the last human civilization on earth. The Outer Circle of the city is the poorest sector not that it in and of itself is poor but those who reside there are poor. This is where the tale begins and it is here where the destinies of many are bound. . Here in a dark dank alley, a young boy plagued with horrible nightmares slept, albeit not peacefully. Whether they were really nightmares or murky memories he does not know... At least not yet. The boy who slept was very young no more than 5 or 6 earth years. He was an outcast by every meaning of the word. Nobody knew where he had come from and nobody cared, he was truly alone. This is his story; a story of love, hate, redemption, exile and more. The boys' name, the only thing he remembered after the incident, was Rönūk. Chapter 1 The sun came up early this morning which was a good thing considering it had been absolutely dreary for the past few days. The storms had come through and thoroughly soaked everything and most things at ground level were caked with layers of gray mud. It didn't do much to help the fact that everything here was worthless anyway. But where is here? We are currently in the middle of an average market street in the Outer Circle. Down here lived all the non- fighting citizens , or those whose family's weren't in any branch of the armed forces. Which is extremely disgraceful in the Last City since its a time of war those who won't fight are seen as weak and detrimental to humanity, a burden. So they are usually forced to live out in the Outer Circle of the city, the farthest away from the general public. They are the equivalent of the homeless and nicheless, although they’re not truly homeless. Walking down the street of the market place you look around and see the buildings. They are made out of scrap metal and whatever else could've been scavenged from the surrounding areas. The tallest buildings that you can immediately see are the condos that can house several families at a time. A quick glance through an alley between condos graces you with a view of the Citadel which is easily visible from any part of last city. The citadel stands just over 6,700 feet in height and 1,000 feet At the base. At 479 floors it is the tallest building constructed in the last 400 years. I don't know if it's the tallest ever built because we lost all the records pertaining to the years previous to the fall. Sleeping in this ally shaded from light and slightly hiden from inquisitive eyes; is the subject whose destiny it is to save humanity, and just so happens to be our protagonist. We watch the boy wake and quickly look around with a panicked expression apparent on his young face. He stumbles over himself as he takes off down the Alley and turns right, out of view. This is where we begin. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Rönūk......RÖNŪK...... wake up" the kind, gentle, yet powerful voice called to Rönūk while he slept. The voice knew of the nightmares that plagued the young boy; for it was the one that gave the child with the visions. The ground upon which the boy slept was damp and muddy, for it had rained the previous evening. The child had taken refuge under a ledge that offered a slight abeyance of the inevitable soaking. "Rönūk... Get up, you don't have much time....YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW..." An autonomous sentry was approaching the boy from across the market. Seeing that a small human signature was within the improper behavioural margins of its programing it, following protocol, approached the boys location at its calculated operational speed; it kept its weapon holstered for it was only a domestic disturbance and not an immediate threat to human life. About the time the sentry got to the middle of the street it paused to let some civilians pass for it was not in a hurry, by the time the civilians cleared the line of sight the boy had gone. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Running, always running away, from what I can't remember. I see the lights and hear loud popping sounds. Then I wake up. But there was a voice. I didn't know the voice. I woke up this morning and the voice said to run. In my dream I had been running. The dream is fading, I can't remember it anymore. When I woke up there was a scary robot coming at me he had a gun, then I heard the voice telling me to run. "Where am I" I started to cry but I kept running. I ran for what seemed like forever, passing people who stared at me with scary faces. One man even yelled after me but I didn't know what he was saying. I ran and took a left, at least I think it was a left I didn't have time to make the L with my hands to make sure. BAM I ran right into this lady and we both stumbled a bit. I fell on my bottom, it hurt. I began to cry even harder than I had before. " Shhh don't cry little one. Are you Ok?" I looked up the woman who I had just run into was kneeling next to me. She had a very soft sweet voice, it sounded familiar but I couldn't recall why. I felt soft arms wrap around my head and shoulders. I continued to sob for a few more seconds. "I don't know where I am, my bottom hurts and I'm hungry" I said while still crying. I'm unsure whether or not she understood me. I really was hungry, I couldn't remember the last time I had eaten. "Shh Ok. Its Ok please stop crying, if you continue to cry like that I won't be able to get you anything to eat" at that I looked up and suddenly my need for food overwhelmed my need to cry. She released me from the hug and gently placed her hand on my shoulder, looked me in the eyes. "See its much better to talk to one another without crying. Now where are your parents?" I looked down and thought about my parents at least I would have if there was anything to remember about them. "I ...don't ... Know" I said still sniffling a little. She had a concerned expression on her face while she said " oh, well can you tell me what your name is?" I nodded and told her my name. She had a puzzled expression as if she were trying to figure out if what I had said was my real name. My forehead itched so I scratched it, dirt and dried mud fell away. Her face immediately lit up with recognition, not at my name but at the meaning. When I had removed the mud from my forehead it revealed the blue glowing dots that all awoken had. A man near us practically yelled out "he's a half breed" meaning I was of human and awoken descent.