Humans Will Be Humans

Peace. What a laughable word. As far back as the world had been, there was conflict. So, why was it that people thought they could eliminate it? It would only delay the inevitable, as far as the people were concerned. They were right. No sooner than the Rules were put in place, the laws for any and all society, did people start to fight. To rebel. They were never seen again. Our people had colonised the stars, had visited places far away and unknown to us, and this was the miserable, laughable result.

On occasion, one of the human race would have different traits. Different abilities. They weren't like normal humans. They were better. They were immortal. They had much higher intelligence, better endurance, better sight, smell, all the senses were enhanced, and each one possessed a special ability. A power only they could use. The government called them Veni. Sometimes there were repeats, and more than one of the people had that ability. Sometimes a person had more than one. One such person had the ability of a technopath. He could control any and all tech, and had a limited ability of welding electricity. With his higher intelligence, and overall abilities he took to the stars.

He built a fleet of ships, each one flown by his fellow Veni, all his friends. They spent many years in space, charting and mapping the cosmos. Then, the Republic of Eurasia wanted to take over our space program. When we refused, they declared nuclear war. The Veni in space detected the radiation from the missles, and knew something was wrong. Very, very wrong. One of the Veni raced back to Earth as fast as he could, and found the Earth set to enter a nuclear winter in less than 50 years. Of the billions of people who lived on Earth, only 150,000 were left. The Veni built colony ships, and sent us to jovian planets after putting us in cryo-stasis. Some went to Ragnarok, some to Earth-616, some to Earth -199999, and many, many others.

Two of the ships went to Poseidon. Things were fine for a while, the Veni watched us build and constructed governments that we would use. Then they left to find other races once we had a sustainable life set in place. Once the Veni left however, the council took over.

Poseidon was a planet made entirely out of water. The people lived on mats made of plants floating on the sea, with space-side auto factories constructing floating cities for residential use. However, the second the Veni left, production of the cities was shut down. Independent cities were too hard to control. Then, the Council instituted the Rules. They controlled any and every action the people did, in an attempt to eliminate any risk of “Repeating the terrible tragedy that led to the fate of the Earth.”

Every home was required to have a standard issue television, so the Council could see and hear everything said and done. If you were observed doing anything that was constituted as treason, you were “Re-educated”, which consisted to direct stimulation of the Thalamus and Vagus nerves. Needless to say, it was not a pleasant experience.

There were protests, of course. The people had been promised freedom and liberty after the whole fiasco with the Republic of Eurasia, but those agreements were not being kept. Then along came Harper. He was one of the Veni (the only one) who doubted the Council’s actual motives. Harper had been alive since 1829, so he was well aware of the danger corrupt governments posed to the people.

He was on Posiedon, pretending to be a normal, run of the mill human, with the assigned job of a Mysteria. He basically took the notes on Council meetings, filed all highly classified paperwork, and stored it away in the vaults. He was in contact with 2 Council members, Kitty and Raymond, who were also opposed to the oppressive rule. They collected a little band of rebels, people who believed in basic human rights, and in a bout of humor and irony, dubbed themselves the RC, The Revolutionary Council. The people's form of government. With Harper’s assets space-side, and the RC’s member’s influence on the community, the people actually had a chance.

The RC were a well informed group that drove the Council insane. They could never figure out their meeting places, how they managed to get sensitive information minutes after meetings, and who they were. Even with the cameras and listening devices on just about everything, the Council was still at an absolute loss. They caught whispers, of course. Murmurs about the group that was responsible for the hacking that took any and all observation devices out on all the mats. However, the blackout did have its purpose.

With all their knowledge, listening devices, and Monitors, (People who patrolled the streets at night to make sure people obeyed curfew, and followed the Rules) the Council still had not figured out the plan that had been carried out right under their very noses. For many quarters, Harper had been constructing ships, enough to remove the entire population of Poseidon and bring them in cryo-stasis to Kamero, another jovian planet overseen by Marcus, another Vini. Every single person on Poseidon was gone, except the Council members (Minus Kitty and Raymond, who of course came with us) and avid Rule supporters. (of which there were none, except the Council members themselves) Harper had situated drones all around the planet, out of sight, while the evacuation took place during the monitoring equipment black out. Then we were gone.

Off to a new world, one governed fairly, with people who we could trust. We were free. The Council may have thought they were “Helping prevent a tragedy,” but they were really only delaying the inevitable. Humans will be humans, and in order to be fully human, we need to make mistakes, and learn from them.

And needless to say, the Council was not happy when they discovered, 2 quarters after the blackout, that all their citizens were actually now holograms.