THIS NEW WORLD PART ONE

[THIS NEW WORLD]

THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE...

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In the end it all came down to class.

When I say class I am not talking about classiness or what man defines as classiness. What I am talking about is what status a man holds; what family he comes from.

Yet hasn't it always been about that?

It is now the year 2079 and so much has changed in my life. I was born in a state called Georgia in the old United States. There is no country by that name anymore. The land that it once inhabited is now all territories. Enclaves where the rich still control the poor.

There are now two societies the rich are called the begotten and they rule over the poor who are called the forsaken. The world is quite different from the one I was born into in the year 1965. Yes I said that right. I am one hundred and 14 years old. In the year 2010 I was treated to a series of experiments that changed my DNA. Man had been playing with gene splicing and cloning for quite some time by then and scientests had happened across a mixture when injected into certain subjects gave them the ability to unlock certain aspects of their mind and physiology which were previously inaccesible.They then went around attaining DNA through legal and illegal means and weeding through subjects until they came up with a physical and psychological blueprint of the type of person that they needed. Age was no matter because a persons aging process was arrested by the serum which they had concocted.

What the scientists had not anticipated was that when fooling with immortality... with Allah there were consequences. The same serum which was injected into the barely one hundred participants of this experiment was the same thing that led to the great plague of 2025 in which all melanin recessive people of the world were striken by a horrible disease which was 100 percent fatal.

It was heartwrenching to watch the news at night and see children born of mixed race crying as they lost their caucasian parents to the disease. Who would have thought that one hundred people could eradicate a whole race.

As time went on the governments of the societies that were left started to become one global union and the enslavement of whole societies commenced. Or was it just that it became more apparent?

The participants of the experiment had to go into hiding for the secrets which were contained in their DNA was to inportant to be overlooked. Everyone had the desire to live for hundreds of years and the rich had the means to attain it.

The participants were hunted yet they were hard to kill ...to find. As I said before many of us had inherited what amounted to powers from the experiment...most had mind control to some degree or another. All of them had the ability to change in some way.

What must be realised is that when Allah created the world he made everything to intermingle. What I am saying is that in every man there is everything that has existed on earth and we were given the keys to tapping into our physicality and pull forth the physiology of evrything. As hard as stone...as soft as water. The roar of the lion in an alley on a city street.

Our wounds heal almost simultaneously...we do not need to wear coats in the cold...we cannot drown.

The begotten began to send out hit squads against us and we mounted a resistence agaist them. This is the war that we have been locked in for the last 60 years. Even before the white people disappeared.

I am a part of the resistance yet I am my own person. I have my own motives and my own ideals. I was the only muslim admitted to the experiment and much of the reason for that is because even before the experiment my mentality was different. I was admitted because of my diversity. My ability to mold into any situation and make it work for me. After the experiment this manifested itself in my personality and I absorbed as much as I could. I have read almost every great work on this planet and have studied the techniques of every great warrior who has ever lived and many of the lesser known ones.

I have also unlocked many of the secrets of the experiments which created me.

I live on the run...yet even in my running I have mounted an offence.

Since I was a child in the old world I knew that I was different and this has served me well in my present situation. Many of the people who I fight now do not remember the time before, they only know of it from the books ...the stories told to children in rooms before they are laid to sleep.

Today has been a long time coming and I am ready to begin to do what must be done.

I stand at the edge of a great forest looking at a city which streaches for about 40 miles behind a great wall. This city is the home of about 5 clans of the rich. All of its denizens serve the rich in some way or the other. Ahhh how quickly doth man resort to his old ways.

I start to move across the field of grass that surrounds these walls. All of the trees and brush are cleared so that the approach of any one from any angle can be seen. I have changed my facial features to match those of the assassin who was sent to kill me or bring me back alive. It did not matter which...all that was needed was my blood from the bones of my body...the marrow of my being.

I kept him alive long enough for him to reveal his secrets; the workings of his enclave.

As I walk I reach into the bag and extract the flag of this place from bag and I hold it high. I hear a cry from the walls and I answer in the greeting that I beat from him in the darkness of his cell.

I am allowed to approach the wall with no problem and I am welcomed by the sound of the massive gates being opened. As I step through I look around and I am astounded by the amount of activity as people rush past me on their way to doing whatever they do.

I am pulled to side and given a full search by the guard and my credintials are checked. The dead mans things work and I am led to a room where I am allowed to call the inner realm of the dead mans master.

We talk for a minute and he askes me if I have what he needs and I answer yes. I can hear the excitement in his voice as he tells me that he is coming over personally in his armoured vehicle. I laugh inwardly at the irony that he expects everyone else to survive withought protection in this world that he and his kind have created for all of humanity save him and his family... his kind.

I wait and watch the screen that is mounted in the corner as it paints a horrible picture of the world outside of these walls...mind control of the masses. My eyes catch the subliminal messages as they flash in the background. No one else sees them, their minds are not geared to see them anywhere but on a subconscious level.

After awhile someone steps through the door, it is the messenger sent from the vehicle of his master. He asks me to follow him and I oblige as we step out of the building into the heat of the day as the sun reflects off of the concrete of the city. As I step from the door I am greeted by the sight of a large airship which has touched down on the street in front of the guard house.

I am escorted to the airship and I walk up the lowered steps and step into the most lush vehicle that i have ever seen in my life as a beautiful woman askes me what I would like to drink. I remember that the assassin sent to kill me liked to drink brandy... so that is what I request. A cup of Hennessy is placed in my hand and i am led down a short hall into a room where there are couches and more beautiful women. I sit down and two of the women come over and start to talk to me...leaning in on me rubbing my arms...stroking my beard.

We are left this way for about ten minutes before the man that I have been waiting to see enters the room. He has the look of a soft person but I also see a hardness in his eyes. this is not a man to underestimate.

He walks over to sit in an armchair near me and no one speaks until he receives his drink. He does not beat around the bush and askes me if he can see the evidence of my demise. I have brought some of my personal effects and I make up a story about a terrific chase and fight where I was killed. He askes to see the DNA and I remove a container from my pack which contains ironically the DNA of my supposed killer.

He seems pleased and places a bag on the table which bears the mark of his family and one of the scantily clad women reaches over and unzips it.

The gold bars gleam in the light and I see one of the women lick her lips as she looks at them.

The airship hardly makes a sound as we cruise to the partof the city where his family holds control. We make small talk as he tells me that I shall have all that I wanted..the status...the life...everlasting.

We toast to this as one of the women strip naked and comes and sits on my lap. I play with her as we look out of the window at the forsaken who dot the ground beneath us like ants.

I cannot give myself away and this is a part of the ruse as she falls to her knees between my legs and sucks my dick and makes it hard before I push her back and drive into her pussy. When I finish another of thewomen brings a towel and wipes me off as I lean back. The ship is not moving fast. There is no need for that in a rich mans world.

After awhile we land in the compound of his family ...his clan and he is greeted by an old man who I recognize as his father. They talk for a minute before the old man comes to me and shakes my hand. We climd into a cart and leave the open yard of the compound and enter a building which seem to gleam in the sunlight.

It is a lab I have seen enough of these to know what goes on here and I hold myself back from losing it right now. It is my duty to destroy monsters... now is not the time.

We are led into a part of the building where the labs are and I see cage after cage filled with failed  experiments. I see men with three eyes...the tails of animals...forked tounges.

My rage is great.

We stop in front of a door and the last part of the puzzle falls into place as the door opens and a scientist in a lab coat walks out. This man is worse than Hitler and Shaitan combined. I smile as I shake his hand and i am led into the lab.

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