Albacron 1: The Heart of the One

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Science Fiction


What would our future look like 700 years from now if the last elected president of the United States became president for life. "The Hunger Games" without the games—where history culminates in
seven centuries of wealth exploiting poverty! Well—what if poverty fights back?

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BEYOND THE PERIMETER

Submitted: August 11, 2018

PART 1: NO HOPE George Orwell, 1984: “Big Brother is watching you!” 305 Years Ago, 360 Post Bellum. (2425 by the ancient cale... Read Chapter

HOME TO ROOST

Submitted: August 11, 2018

Holding a turkey leg in one hand, a man in a yellow suit sat behind a large, semi-circular desk. Pans and bowls, brimming with succulent ... Read Chapter

WHAT’S FOR DINNER?

Submitted: August 11, 2018

305 years later, 665 Post Bellum. (2730 by the ancient calendar): In my drab, little kitchen, I whipped around to discover the scrawn... Read Chapter

THE HEART OF THE ONE

Submitted: August 11, 2018

Thirty minutes after I ran into the bedroom and cried out my frustrations, a knock sounded on the door. “Electra?” Deneb said. ... Read Chapter

THE NURTURING

Submitted: August 11, 2018

My three siblings and I walked into the village square and stood with our fellow villagers before a covered platform. It rose a foot abov... Read Chapter

REBELLION OF THE UNGRATEFUL

Submitted: August 13, 2018

On the way home from ‘The Nurturing,’ Deneb stopped. Meri Diana and I turned toward him. “What are you doing?” I said. He... Read Chapter

GUARDIANS OF THE VERCUNDI

Submitted: August 13, 2018

After returning home from the Albadrome, my siblings and I sat at the supper table drinking water from crude, wooden cups. A tallow candl... Read Chapter

THE FEVER

Submitted: August 13, 2018

A half hour after the first meteorites fell, we carried the injured Chara inside the house and laid her across the bed. A knock sounded o... Read Chapter

ALTIRA’S PAIN

Submitted: August 13, 2018

On the way to see Zosma’s ailing sister, we discovered houses still on fire with many more smoldering. Neighbors threw buckets of water... Read Chapter

GONE WITH THE WIND

Submitted: August 13, 2018

I opened my front door to discover Chara sitting in a chair with a lit candle on a table beside her. She leaned forward as I entered ... Read Chapter

I HATE LIFE

Submitted: August 13, 2018

I awoke to a metallic clattering that sounded like a dry waterfall pouring nuts and bolts. Looking toward the smaller bed, I discovered M... Read Chapter

AND SO FORTH AND SO ON

Submitted: August 13, 2018

I left our shack and strode along the dirt road that led to the textile factory. No matter which direction I looked, faint trails of smok... Read Chapter

THE SECOND NURTURING

Submitted: August 18, 2018

After my shift, the factory workers stopped at the village square for the drawing. I found my brother and sister standing with Zosma. ... Read Chapter

THE LOVE TRAP

Submitted: August 18, 2018

After dropping Meri Diana and Deneb at the house, Zosma and I strode through the village square toward the east. We passed the last dwell... Read Chapter

PRISONER?

Submitted: August 18, 2018

I stared at the man on the heliocruiser hovering ten feet in the air. His hands rested on a golden crossbar supported by a metal rod risi... Read Chapter

HUNGRY, ELECTRA?

Submitted: August 18, 2018

The militiamen led me into the six-sided, six-story building. I’ve never been inside the Supreme Mayor’s mansion even though they... Read Chapter

HAD YOUR BRAIN WASHED LATELY?

Submitted: August 18, 2018

I clamped my eyes shut and waited for the Supreme Mayor to strike. Seconds passed without anything happening. I peeked and watched his fi... Read Chapter

FOR ALL TIME

Submitted: August 18, 2018

I opened my eyes and discovered myself in bed. Looking at the smaller bed next to mine, I spied Meri Diana and Deneb in each other’s ar... Read Chapter

I WORK FOR FOOD

Submitted: August 18, 2018

I worked at the factory and waited for the drawing in the village square. While I stood in line, Zosma stopped alongside me. “I hea... Read Chapter

THE THIRD NURTURING

Submitted: August 18, 2018

The green mist faded, and the Superior Albacronian, arms outstretched, replaced it. “Good evening, fine citizens of the world. We, the ... Read Chapter

NO FOOD FOR THE STARVING

Submitted: August 18, 2018

We sat again at the kitchen table, Deneb and Meri Diana across from me. A single candle burned as we picked at the wood surface. Meri... Read Chapter

EAT IT AND YOU WILL DIE

Submitted: August 25, 2018

I lay in my bed after Zosma left and thought about my future—until the lion in my stomach growled and clawed at my insides. Sitting up,... Read Chapter

HISTORY LESSON

Submitted: August 25, 2018

The man from Adelphy whipped one hand from around my throat and shoved his fingers inside my mouth. He kept the other clamped and it cont... Read Chapter

I NEED YOUR CLOTHES

Submitted: August 25, 2018

Arriving at the perimeter fence, I helped Alaster seat himself on the ground. Setting his bag down, I handed him the bent glow-stick he h... Read Chapter

A FLY IN MY PANTS

Submitted: August 25, 2018

I returned to the perimeter fence and slid the clothing under it. “I’m going to need some help.” Alaster turned on the glow-sti... Read Chapter

HUNGER RESOLVED

Submitted: August 25, 2018

Once Alaster settled at our kitchen table, I lit a candle and borrowed the glow-stick. “There are some young ones I want you to mee... Read Chapter

THE GRAND PLAN

Submitted: August 25, 2018

The next morning, my family, Zosma, and his mother sat at the kitchen table listening to Alaster. He handed each a serving of his food ba... Read Chapter

I’M GETTING MARRIED IN THE MORNING

Submitted: August 25, 2018

Zosma and I stood at a window counter around the opposite side of the Mayor’s main entrance. A female clerk stared at us. We had signed... Read Chapter

ON THE RUN

Submitted: August 27, 2018

Alaster twisted the end of his Albacronian Short-Range Multi-Purpose Rod, pointed it at the militiaman, and pushed the black cap. A white... Read Chapter

KICKING BUTT

Submitted: August 27, 2018

I carried the bag as Alaster pulled me into the factory with one hand wrapped around my left elbow. Dressed in the militiaman’s uniform... Read Chapter

SHE’S NOT SO TOUGH

Submitted: August 27, 2018

One of the militiamen labored to rise and floundered toward his desk where I lay with the clerk’s knife at my throat. Her back faced th... Read Chapter

JUST ONE KISS

Submitted: September 02, 2018

Alaster and I walked northwest toward the Paddoma River as fast as we could. “Alaster,” I said as the sun dipped below the horizo... Read Chapter

ABEM DINKUN

Submitted: September 02, 2018

Alaster and I traveled all the next day, camped out again, and continued walking the day after that. In the early afternoon, we arrived a... Read Chapter

THUMB’S UP, THUMB’S DOWN

Submitted: September 02, 2018

We left the Paddoma River and walked into a thick forest. Not long after, Alaster knelt by a column that lay on its side. It angled downw... Read Chapter

SHOWDOWN

Submitted: September 02, 2018

The statue continued sliding toward Lincoln’s left as I clung to his thumb. It stopped, and I managed to swing my feet onto his coattai... Read Chapter

SOMEONE’S PU-ELLA

Submitted: September 02, 2018

PART 2: DESPAIR George Orwell, 1984: “Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.” Orcus, the chief Alb... Read Chapter

ON DISPLAY

Submitted: September 07, 2018

The three smiling attendants guided me into a tall, booth with see-through walls and watched while many-colored, bright lights flickered ... Read Chapter

WORK OR BE SPAYED

Submitted: September 07, 2018

Standing inside the Albacronian Vustee booth, I watched the girl with red hair hold her outstretched arm toward me. The girl’s mother l... Read Chapter

THEY CALL HER BOCA GRANDE

Submitted: September 07, 2018

A half-hour later, Juno’s parents scribbled with their fingers on a polymer-coated tablet in the room behind the display booth. They wa... Read Chapter

A VERCUNDI DOG

Submitted: September 07, 2018

Juno led me into her condo bedroom by the arm and slung me away from her. I hit a wall and bounced onto a round, padded mat rimmed with a... Read Chapter

WE’LL MAKE YOU AN EXPERT

Submitted: September 07, 2018

Nearly a week passed, and I learned how to serve Juno’s family. I removed my clothing and donned a body towel, wrapping my hair in ... Read Chapter

ASSULT BY “LITTLE MAN”

Submitted: September 16, 2018

Days later, I entered Cupido’s bedroom, ambled toward his bed, and pulled the rumpled sheets toward the headboard. As I bent over to ch... Read Chapter

WHAT WON’T THE ALBACRONIANS DO FOR PLEASURE?

Submitted: September 16, 2018

After her brother stormed out of his own room, Juno led me back to hers. She strolled to her bed and sat. “I hate that little, wormy br... Read Chapter

THE FATE OF “LITTLE MAN”

Submitted: September 16, 2018

After Juno and Thalia finished their lovemaking, they radiated clean and dressed. I noticed after their intimacy, they no longer smelled ... Read Chapter

LET THE GAMES BEGIN

Submitted: September 16, 2018

I strolled along the corridor three paces behind Juno and Thalia until we arrived at one end of a heliocraft station. On entering the eno... Read Chapter

WHERE BAD PU-ELLAS GO

Submitted: September 16, 2018

Juno and Thalia hurried home from the arena, but they left immediately again with me in tow. On the way to see a movie at an Albadrome, w... Read Chapter

PRACTICE, ANYONE?

Submitted: September 16, 2018

Juno’s aunt and uncle visited the next day, and they sat in easy chairs facing my Albacronian family on the living room sofa. Vesta’s... Read Chapter

THE “KEY OF FREEDOM”

Submitted: September 16, 2018

In a side corridor, I waited for Thalia’s cocked hand to slap me senseless. A smack sounded next to my left ear, and I heard a sliding ... Read Chapter

REUNION

Submitted: September 16, 2018

Thalia and I left the storage room but hadn’t gone three-hundred yards before I clutched her arm and screeched to a halt. “Look!... Read Chapter

THREESOME

Submitted: September 16, 2018

Thalia dropped Chara off at her condo and returned with me to Juno’s. She arranged to keep me at her place overnight, and we left. Thal... Read Chapter

MAKING GOOD ON A PROMISE

Submitted: September 19, 2018

Thalia and I stepped from a corridor into an open area a quarter-mile long. Tall buildings shot up on either side. We moseyed past five, ... Read Chapter

ANOTHER PLAN?

Submitted: September 19, 2018

Standing near the end of a Tabularium aisle, we faced two large boys charging us. Thalia and I turned away toward the entrance to discove... Read Chapter

HURRY UP AND WAIT

Submitted: September 19, 2018

As soon as Thalia and I entered Eros’s condo, he bounded off the sofa. “I thought you’d never return. Do you have my surprise r... Read Chapter

ONE FINAL WORD

Submitted: September 19, 2018

We arrived at the heliocraft station and stopped short of a checkout counter. Thalia tugged Eros’s arm. He shifted his eyes from he... Read Chapter

A MEETING WITH THE SUPREME MAYOR

Submitted: September 19, 2018

PART 3: NEW WORLD ORDER George Orwell, 1984: “The Party said that Oceania had never been in alliance with Eurasia. He, Winston ... Read Chapter

CHANGE OF PLANS

Submitted: September 19, 2018

I paced the floor of the Supreme Mayor’s office waiting for Zosma to be summoned. I can’t believe everything that’s happened to get... Read Chapter

FINDING SIBLINGS

Submitted: September 19, 2018

When I awakened, several seconds passed before I remembered that Thalia had placed us in an escape pod on her heliocraft. I didn’t ... Read Chapter

SEARCHING FOR THE LINCOLN MEMORIAL

Submitted: September 19, 2018

The next morning, I awoke to find Deneb shaking me. He straightened. “Wowowski. The sun’s up. You going to sleep all day?” ... Read Chapter

THE EVIL EYE?

Submitted: September 19, 2018

With my hand on the ‘Key of Freedom,’ I tried turning it in the plaque’s keyhole. “It won’t turn?” Meri Diana cried out. ... Read Chapter

WAR

Submitted: September 19, 2018

Suspended below the eye, the sphere spun—slow at first until it rivaled a tornado. The purplish light that had filled the memorial chan... Read Chapter

BACK TO BAWL MEHR

Submitted: September 19, 2018

The Supreme Mayor returned Zosma, my siblings, and me to Bawl Mehr. Standing before him in his office, we showed him the Prudentia Scient... Read Chapter

STRANGERS GOING TO PARADISE

Submitted: September 19, 2018

The next morning, we gathered our things in small sacks and returned to the Supreme Mayor. He greeted us at the mansion’s front entranc... Read Chapter

EPILOGUE

Submitted: September 19, 2018

Inside the tallest building in Adelphy, the Superior Albacronian sat behind a curved desk, it’s top covered with inlaid monitors. His o... Read Chapter