Reminder for Later, to myself

[Convictor]

just another idea for a really awesome story i thought up on my way home from school. after OSD i'm probably gonna have this as my main successor, hopefully not as hecktic (because of all hte chars i had) but hopefully a lot more interesting and exciting! well, here we go!

Temporary prolouge:

People are born...people live....and people die.....time passes, years fly by, and the world revolves around certain people, is it not so? In year 2011, all countries of europe bonded together and again with africa. All of asia bonded together to make another large country, along with australia. Lastly, all of north and south america bonded under one nation, creating a world of only 3 countries. This world was at peace as well.....no wars, but there was much debate and much hate amongst the countries, and even more inside them. In year 2012, a burst of new technology was exposed to the public. Andriods, atomizers, alchemy, holograms, computers beyond belief. The world no longer had to worry over robbery and murder over goods, no more starvation, no more slavery, slowly the world was becoming perfect. Every nation had everything they needed to survive, thus, money and currency was expelled from the world. 2013, the nations were still seperate, due to cultural and social differences, although still no fighting. Yet, pointless murders, fighting, killing, beating, it all continued, and the nations of the world wanted nothing more than complete and utter peace, a true end to violence in the world. And so they thought.....the only possible influence could be from wherever people get the ideas, right? It's not naturally built into humans to be violent, right??? That's what they hoped, and that....is what they believed. 2014 came and with it, a new world-wide act, to pull back and eliminate all violence from the world. They stopped violent video games from being sold, took every single one ever sold from the people, stopped violent TV, even the news couldn't show violent things, newspapers couldn't even talk about car accidents, and lastly, the internet, was removed of all violent websites or anything like it and placed heavy censors on all any word that may even hint at violence. The world was being forced to silence, like a muzzle on a dog. It worked for a time, violence continued to break out due to the resulting outrage, but those who acted out in violence began to "disappear" from their homes. Finally, a leak, the government was it. Every government of the world was capturing any and all violent people in the night and taking them away. The governments found that no matter what steps they took, the world was still violent in the shadows, behind their backs. And so, 2015, cameras were installed in every house and every street and every building. Every inch of the world was being watched 24/7. Even more people were outraged, but even more people began to disappear. The world had been silenced. Finally, with violence silenced forever, in 2017, the 3 nations combined into 1, Haven, under the almighty leader, the G.O.D. or, General, Observer and Director. The world was at peace, what they were trying to acheive all along, right? peace is good, right? Wrong......when peace if forced on the world, it is merely a poisonous flower, beautiful, but decieving. 2018 came and strange things began to appear on the internet, simply to be taken as "the works" or "haox of a lowly hacker". It was not so. The strange thing was a website with no URL, instead, it was a mobile virus. Every 6 hours, 5 websites at random would become infected and turned into something else, at the end of the 6 hours, the 5 sites would return to normal and 5 new sites would be infected. The "something else" wasn't a virus at all.....it was a message, addressed to anyone and everyone whom see it. A completely black website with a white clock, a bit of red text and 2 buttons in blue reading "yes" and "no". The message said, "Greetings audience of the world, we are sorry for this inconvenience but this site has temporarily been taken over for our needs, again, we are sorry. The curtain of lies has fallen over the world. Althought peace is now everywhere, freedom and open expression is not. The world has been blined and muted, but not us. We are Anonymous, and we fight for our freedom to speak out and express ourselves how we feel. We will do whatever is necessay to bring this world to justice and we will succeed. We are asking for the assistance of the world, join Anon and help our cause. If you agree to join us, click "yes" and you will recieve either a phone call or a message. Click "no" and we will bring you to your original intended site. Thank you."

[Convictor]

Prologue/ Intro extension

~~It was a warm evening, 7 pm to be exact, relative Britain time, May 29th 2019. The stars were just beginning to come out as the late summer sun began to die down. Due to the peaceful world, nobody had to worry about anything anymore. Children went to school because they wanted to, school were no longer boring, mandatory or needed. Those that wanted to shape and forge the future, or simply wanted to meet new people, went to schools. At night, parents had no reason to worry. No one would attack their child, schools had learning helmets instead of teachers, most everything was perfect, and so happy children and young adults could roam the streets as they pleased. Young Bartholemu skipped down the alleyway as a shortcut to get home, happy and care-free, humming a cheerful tune in fact. A twinkle atop one of the buildings in the background, the stars were getting brighter.....but this wasn't a star. Bartholemu's cheerful grin was the last expression to ever be seen on his face, for in an instant later, the skies cried out with the sound of a single shot and young Bartholemu's blood and young mind stained the very alleyway he walk down. His death was never to be known by the public, but his parents were to be told that their young son, no more than 8, has decided to join the special hunters group devoted to hunting down Anon and that he didn't want to tell them in person, but that he would see them soon. Little did they know, this would never come true.
~~A couple of monthes later, August 8th, inside a base somewhere in Japan, Anon was talking about this very matter. Many people were gathered in a dark circular room, seated on benches all facing the same wall, which had a single large monitor with hte word "Anonymous" typed out. A voice rang out and everyone in the room was hushed. "greetings," it rang out, "various members of Anon, young and old, you are probably wondering why you have been called to this first-ever meeting of all parties of Anon. Yes, ALL parties, this message will be boardcast to all the groups of anon in every different sector of the world. Japan, Russia, Africa, Australia, everywhere there is Anon is everywhere htis message shall be broadcast. Now, the subject? We are all aware of the Government's superstition of us, we all know full well of the Hunters and hte threat they pose. Not once yet have they captured a single member of Anon because we have never made any sort of threatening move, or any move at all for that matter. But 2 monthes ago, Britain, 7:03 pm, young Bartholemu was killed on the spot by a Government sniper under suspition that the boy was a member of Anon!" The crowd shouted in outrage and talked amongst eachother, then slowly died down again as the monitor continued to speak. "Furthermore, they wiped away all evidence of his existance and of the murder, all witnesses were taken in and never seen again. It doesn't matter though. We know full well that if they were to release the information to the public, they'd blame it on Anon. This is the first radical move made by the government, and as clear of a trap it is, we must comply. We kill to bring justice, not murder for fun. This crime, this challenge toward us cannot be ignored. If it is, the government will just keep killing and killing, we will be viewed as horrible people and no more will want to join. Most of you are youths, the youth of the nation, you are the hope of this world and it is you who must change it. So i am calling upon your help now. Within the week you will all recieve a message containing details on our operation. The operation will consist of Anon members from all over the world and will take place in a little more than a month. This is what you've been training for and it will put you in series, life-threatening danger." The monitor turned into a map, zoomed in of europe with a small area circled. The voice continued, "We will be attacking and taking control of a global radio tower in Israel. From there, we will broadcast the truth of Bartholemu's tragedy to the world, every radio, TV, and computer, and cell phone will pick up the transmission and hear it. Once the transmission is done, the tower will be destroyed and our operation complete. Anon will be victorious. HAIL ANON!" The crowd chanted back "HAIL ANON!" After that, the monitor shut off and the crowd began to stand and slowly exit the room. One smirking youth remained though. As the crowd exited, he kept his seat and smirked at seemingly nobody, he was thinking about the month to come, before saying to himself, "So we're going to have fun with this thing....right? Akari?"

Spoilerific prologue, END