Hello all, I am back, I gave up on my other story to start a new story, something more modern with the modern issue of global warming. It contains moderate swearing and verbal violence. Enjoy.
Chapter list (Clickable):
Chapter 1: The death of one man.
Chapter 2: A weapon of vanity.
Chapter 3: The one they call 'Beard'.
Chapter 4: The long awaited.
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Chapter One - The death of one man:
It began again, the violence, the crime, the hatred. It began when the two largest powers in America had conflicting thoughts. It began with the death of one man, his name; we will get to that soon enough.
It was simple enough to understand at the time that when one has enough power, he gets used to it, thus when one’s power is at question he does not hesitate to prove his control of it. Two years ago to this day, I remember walking into a conference room to the delighted looks upon the men’s faces, their white shirts starched stiff, their shoes polished better then a sheet of aluminium and their contributions to my requests greater then the foreigner’s. I had received much more then media attention, I was at the centre of most energy efficient products being mass-produced in the country, I was the one bringing a safe solution to the problems of yesterday. Finally after years of struggle the carbon emissions of the country were being pulled down to bearable levels, the ice caps stopped melting, the sea levels began to drop and the rainforests once again bloomed with bright summer flowers. This was great news to the humanity infesting the land, but bad news to all the bastards who used the global warming crisis to mass-produce life-vests, boats, food supply; you name it and there were sure to be humungous numbers of it. Numbers that exceeded the needs.
The governments were buying off-the-shelf equipment from these companies for quite a price; they were paying out the money since global warming was messing everything up, including the economy. The companies were getting outrageously paid for their ‘Life-Pack’ which included; a small inflatable raft with a paddle, a life-jacket, first aid kit, rations, flares and sleeping bags. These were shipped over and made-ready at the government’s disposal, if the hurricanes were to hit. However, the hurricanes were to hit 15 years ahead of where we are today. This meant that there was still time to do something. I was employed at the white-house to conjure a solution. Within 48 hours I had a team of 500 scientists and the support of over 200 factories willing to produce what ever it is that stops the insanity to come. I managed to convince around 67% of the population of the USA to drive eco-friendly cars – they would get their old car’s value transferred into the payment for the new ‘hybrid’ car. 14% had agreed to installing solar panels/wind turbines and the remaining 19% did fuck all. We set up factories selling energy-reducing light bulbs, television sets, fuel, batteries, you name it. The stores sold out immediately, we did not charge a lot, we only charged about a cent extra then what it cost us to produce and ship. However – this is when the bastards come in – the competing companies lost out a lot on the return of their ‘Life-Pack’s’ thus they started producing our products (un branded) for a ludicrously cheap price, one we could not match. After 2 years, the thing I had started died as quick as it was born. I was thrown out of the white house and no longer have connections with the president.
On the day I was thrown out, I convinced myself that I am the one that can stop the madness that goes on today, as people managed to slow the warming of the globe, and receded to their old habits of violence and crime and obscenity. For once, a period of about one year, the USA was fighting against the carbon emissions, for that one year they all came together. Now the warming is under control the bond has broken up again. This is all due to a man. He is the 50th president of the USA, George Gardel.