The Story

Subject: The Story Mon Mar 11, 2013 12:48 am

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Hello, hello
Anybody out there?
Cause I don't hear a sound
Alone, alone
I don't really know where the world is,
but I miss it now.
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The real story started years before this; when humans got too clever, too big. There machines were tearing into the wilderness more day by day, their growing population spreading into our homes and driving us out. Our numbers shrunk as we were killed off by the toxic fumes from their vehicles, as our food supplies depleted and we became the outsiders, the endangered. The humans didn't even stop when their actions began to endanger themselves; pollution clouding their settlements and global warming threatening to boil the planet.

But 2099 was the year of change. Ruling the human race at this time gave you infinite power, you could change the world, save the world even and there were people that recognised this. There was a group who saw what humanity was doing to its own planet, who saw the destructive path they were on and were set on changing it. They started small, a group of peaceful protesters before they grew and grew, in the end strong enough to pose a threat to the ruling government. But the leaders were set on continuing their growth, expanding the prospects of humanity and they had no interest for the environment or the other species they shared the planet with. That's why when the next election came along it was clearly rigged in their favour, and they won with their cheating tactics leaving those concerned about the wrath of damage humiliated.

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This is the year where our planet changed, for good. The defeated party were determined to make a difference, fuelled to take radical action to save the world they loved. But how did they do this I hear you ask? Well I'm about to tell you so hush while speak, okay? They started off by disappearing all together, sounds mysterious, no? It stayed like this for months, and after the initial shock of this absolute departure vanished from the media it seemed that all that was left of them was the memories, in in time they began to fade too. But it was part of the plot all along, because when they returned they did so with a bang.In their absence they'd be watching, and waiting to find their perfect moment, to find the greatest weakness in the human race. They'd been changing, changing their motives and even their DNA into something new, something dangerous. When they resurfaced they weren't humans any more, they were Watchers...

They'd found what they were looking for. Fighting fire with fire they found what it was that earth needed most, the energy of it's very existence. Fuel - petrol, diesel, oil and coal. The life-blood of earth and their most valuable, most dangerous resource. Imagine if it was all wiped out?

Apparently, such a feat is not too hard for a Watcher, in fact they made it seem just a little too easy. One day they released a disease into the atmosphere, one that thrived on fuel and erupted into flames when coming into contact with it. It took only one year, a year we call "the year of fire" for this air born plague to spread around the world, burning cities to the down within days. If incineration wasn't on the cards then lack of transport would prove fatal, medicines and food couldn't be taken to rural locations to provide for them. Those who depended on fuel for heat or warmth were overcome by the elements. Slowly, one by one the cities seized to exist and then the last scraps of civilisation, settlements deep in the wild, slowly faded away too. The human race had fallen...

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Take a look at the world around you, things are different now. The Watchers have retreated back into silence and we have been left to our own devices, or so we think. Some of us are aware of their presence, we're still being watched, and they are still waiting. But for what, we don't know. We can see them in the shadows some times, our guardians and our hero's. The destroyer's of worlds but our savours.

The world is rebuilding it's self and the wild slowly reclaiming what rightfully belongs to it, the skeletons of cities remain scarring the land as a reminder of our past but they too will soon be consumed by forestry. This is a new start for us, a place where our young pack will thrive. Our numbers grow rapidly, and although years ago our reign was silenced we will soon find the power to speak out...

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