Free Revolt 2145 by Genevi Engle

dropped to the floor. As I tried to regained my composure, Ice struck me viciously with a kick to my jaw, knocking me flat to the floor. My vision was blurred but I could still see Ice standing over me and then I saw Lucas running up behind Ice. As my vision slowly returned, my eyes gazed upon Lucas gripping Ice by his neck and head.
    “You forgot about me bitch.” he said as he twisted and snapped Ice's neck. Ice's body fell next to me and Lucas lifted me up. He hoisted me up into the loading hatch and he climbed in after me.
    “Shut the hatch!” he yelled and with that command, the hatch rotated shut.
    “Take off!” I said, still a bit disorientated and with that, the ship rumbled and I could feel the force of the ship lifting off and moving out from it's stationary position. We had did it. We created the greatest prison escape in the history of mankind and with small tweaks and  flaws, we executed, avoided execution.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 9 - EXILE
     
                 
     
     
     
    August 23 rd , 2145
         “We fucked them!” Babe laughed. She screamed triumphantly while the ship we stole rumbled it's way through the sun's atmosphere. “We fucked them good!”
    “I can't believe that worked.” Aliza said.
    “Was there an ounce of doubt in that murderous brain of yours?” I laughed.
    “Oh yeah. I was pretty sure we were gonna fucking die.”
    “So now what?” Lucas asked.
    I entered a command into the entry prompt of the ship, which set it on an auto-pilot course to Earth.
    “So I'm calling the first place we're going to eat at.” Babe said.
    “Yeah right. I'm pretty sure I got that call!”I laughed.
    “Hopefully there's some change of clothes in this thing.” Babe said, leaving the command center area.
    “Yeah, I'm sick of these shitty clothes.” Aliza said following Babe.
    Lucas silently followed and that left me to lounge in the command center. I basked triumphantly within a web of my apparent success, dreaming of the opportunities I had waiting for me on the blue planet. Something else to eat besides space tube food, and goddamn oranges or how about the sight of other people besides some crazy ass inmates. Or how about the chance of getting back at Linda. Pure retribution for getting me set up and sent out to this hell. It should have been her sitting in that fucking place waiting to be cooked alive. Who knows if she would've made it out of here alive. I doubted it. Linda wasn't as organized as me. She was sloppy and UN-calculated, but she was insane and controlling and that sense of control was truly revealed shortly after the death of Vita.
     
    October 22, 2134
         The group began loading weaponry inside vehicles outside of our warehouse hideout. I stared at our crew as they worked out tonight's load. Most of them were young, goal-less drop outs. They had no further influences. We were their leaders and they were ready to do anything for us, whether it was right or wrong. After the unnecessary slaying of Vita though, I was ready to throw this all away and disband this whole thing. I had become ready to run away to a new land and live a new life. I was hoping that Linda would be ready to join me but that was definitely not the case. Linda was consumed with power and her intent at that point was the complete opposite of mine, but it was important that I talked to her so that I kept my hopes up.
         “Can I talk to you in private?” I asked. Linda seemed a bit concerned as she had a questionable look on her face. We made our way to the back of the warehouse. It was a deserted area and it was perfect, so that I could elaborate on a subject in this matter.
         “What's wrong Claire?” she asked.
    I was hesitant. A part of me felt that she'd be all in this. She'd be ready to drop all responsibilities and run away with me to a new land. To self-exile ourselves to a domain of opportunity.
    “Maybe it's time that we give this up.” The moment I said