12: The first of the humans had already gotten the chip implanted, jumping on the chance for super-human strength. A long line now stood in front of the monstrous steel structure which used to be the center of prosperity for Marble Cliffs, the Johnson/McGee Copper Mill. Another group of people had also gathered outside the ore refinery with hand-made signs with such slogans as "The few, the Untaken," "Innocent 4 Life!" "No chip 4 Me" and "Proud to be Human." They were shouting, "Hell no, we won't go!" and "I'm as strong as God made me!"
The people in line were indistinguishable from the people holding signs, at least on the outside. The employees of various companies aligned themselves with either side. Families were split according to their personal choice. Both sides had construction workers, college students, business men, sports players, etc. It all came down to who wanted to have this so-called super-human strength and who was suspicious of the whole shebang. Many had questions and wanted to know more before picking sides.
When Mina, Kenn, Stratford, Bill, Barney, Jeffrey and his band got there, tension was already forming between the two factions. They even had unofficial names for the groups. Those who had the chip were called the Defectors and those without were the Untaken. A few small skirmishes broke out here and there, but for the most part, this had been a battle of words so far. As time drew on, both groups became larger while a gorgeous Arizona sunset provided a stunning backdrop somehow both dramatic and soothing at the same time. Riot police began to show up even though communications had been shut down. Someone must have gone back to town to inform them of the growing situation.
"We've got to get inside and see if we can find Sandy," said Kenn.
"We've got to find out who the hell these people are and what exactly is going on here. What is this chip shit? Am I the only one who is the least bit curious about that?" asked Jeffrey.
"One thing's for sure, none of us should get that chip unless we find out more about these people," said Kenn. There was a general consensus in the small group that the chip was not a good idea at this point.
"Why does everyone keep saying 'these people'? They claim to be aliens from another planet. Let's at least try to acknowledge that something out of the ordinary is going on here," said Lowe Freq.
The small group made their way to the front of the line and got as far as the gate. Defectors, who had bandages taped to the backs of their hands to cover up the surgical scar from the chip implant, were guarding the entrance and allowed none except those who sincerely professed allegiance to the Nocent to pass.
"Fuck! Maybe we should try to break in," proclaimed Alexander.
"Are you crazy?! That would be tactically disadvantageous. We don't know how many of these aliens there are. We don't know how many Defectors there are and we have no idea if my mom's even here. What we need is a plan. We need to get the Untaken together and see if they can help us. This isn't just a knock knock, who's there situation we have here. We're in a serious battle of some sort that I think none of us really understands yet," exclaimed Jeffrey with an uncharacteristic passion which made everyone look at him and the circumstances in a new way.
The people in line were indistinguishable from the people holding signs, at least on the outside. The employees of various companies aligned themselves with either side. Families were split according to their personal choice. Both sides had construction workers, college students, business men, sports players, etc. It all came down to who wanted to have this so-called super-human strength and who was suspicious of the whole shebang. Many had questions and wanted to know more before picking sides.
When Mina, Kenn, Stratford, Bill, Barney, Jeffrey and his band got there, tension was already forming between the two factions. They even had unofficial names for the groups. Those who had the chip were called the Defectors and those without were the Untaken. A few small skirmishes broke out here and there, but for the most part, this had been a battle of words so far. As time drew on, both groups became larger while a gorgeous Arizona sunset provided a stunning backdrop somehow both dramatic and soothing at the same time. Riot police began to show up even though communications had been shut down. Someone must have gone back to town to inform them of the growing situation.
"We've got to get inside and see if we can find Sandy," said Kenn.
"We've got to find out who the hell these people are and what exactly is going on here. What is this chip shit? Am I the only one who is the least bit curious about that?" asked Jeffrey.
"One thing's for sure, none of us should get that chip unless we find out more about these people," said Kenn. There was a general consensus in the small group that the chip was not a good idea at this point.
"Why does everyone keep saying 'these people'? They claim to be aliens from another planet. Let's at least try to acknowledge that something out of the ordinary is going on here," said Lowe Freq.
The small group made their way to the front of the line and got as far as the gate. Defectors, who had bandages taped to the backs of their hands to cover up the surgical scar from the chip implant, were guarding the entrance and allowed none except those who sincerely professed allegiance to the Nocent to pass.
"Fuck! Maybe we should try to break in," proclaimed Alexander.
"Are you crazy?! That would be tactically disadvantageous. We don't know how many of these aliens there are. We don't know how many Defectors there are and we have no idea if my mom's even here. What we need is a plan. We need to get the Untaken together and see if they can help us. This isn't just a knock knock, who's there situation we have here. We're in a serious battle of some sort that I think none of us really understands yet," exclaimed Jeffrey with an uncharacteristic passion which made everyone look at him and the circumstances in a new way.
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