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Submitted: February 25, 2014

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Submitted: February 25, 2014



‘Night Wars

The Early Years, a Summary by Michael Allonois Peters.

First copyright 25 Feb 2014


In the year 2127, we had developed an advanced level of technology.  It seemed everything was easy.  People were happy.  It wasn’t until the Yellowstone super-volcano erupted that anything changed.  The caldera spewed untold millions of tons of floating ash into the air, enough to block out the sun—around the world.  At first, not much changed.  Flights were grounded.  Fresh fruits and vegetables became hard to find.  It got darker, and cold.


The first “Year Without a Summer” was inconvenient.  The “Second” was a sheer horror.  With only hints of sunlight, crops would not grow.  People began to horde canned food.  Pantry doors were safe-guarded with locks and sometimes guns.  The worst part, the absolutely worst part, was the urban cannibal gangs.  They attacked and ate the homeless and elderly first.  Then, they moved onto the initiates of other gangs.  And then, they moved door to door.  The local police forces were initially under-armed, and eventually under-manned.  Only those families who could afford trustworthy security were safe.  Those families were often the same families who could afford to grow their own food indoors, with artificial light.

  Where people protested; governments toppled, but their new governments were just as helpless to change the direction of the current.  Japan went to war with anyone who got in their way of food and resources.  China began to respond, but found its armies engaged in too many internal struggles to put up a fight.  In these and many other territories, local officials assumed power and often became warlords to protect their assets.  In the United States, tax income could not meet demands, and without funding, the U.S. was forced to divide into regional territories—with the intent of later reunification.  In Russia, not much changed.


  Eventually, the skies began to clear.  When sunlight shined upon the earth once again, a population of ten billion had been reduced to less than one.  Coastal cities fared the best, where fish populations had been depleted, but not destroyed.  A series of military victories convinced a Japanese warlord of his destiny, and perhaps his divinity.  He killed his emperor and became the emperor.  He designed and built the first Kamabuki, an immense walking tank.  His ambition carried Japanese Kamabuki over Korea and China.  With his favored robotics and military engineers, the emperor created an army of mechanical Samurai and the bushido warriors to pilot them.


  Russia resisted, but only at the gates of Moscow did a Russian army succeed in driving back the determined Japanese with a battle that showcased the Russian means of production, their walking tanks: the Baksoldats.  While they looked exactly like the Japanese Kamabuki, they were produced in much greater numbers.


  Germany designed its own force they call Jaegers.  Great Britain call theirs Bobbies.  Each United States region developed local varieties, collectively called ‘Nights—because only ‘nights in the service of a lord are allowed to pilot them.  Turkish Tawil walkers are jeweled.  Iranian Tawil walkers are painted with beards and prayers. There is always fighting somewhere—sometimes raids, sometimes full-scale invasions, all destructive to life and property.

  The one unavoidable fact, however, is that many of the academic elite—the ones who had survived—were put to work designing war materiel, and not teaching.  After a generation, the number of engineers and technicians with the training to build and service these armies has declined, drastically.  Some technologies are lost, and other technologies are used without knowing how they work.

  Education, as a whole, is non-existent among the poor.  Even the rich, who quickly became a sort of nobility, only employ teachers when their children appear capable of advanced learning.  More often, the children of the rich are taught to fight—to defend the house and its people.

  The poor, those without a sense of control over their lives, often turn to the old God or Gods for support, Gods who haven’t been widely worshipped for generations.  For if a God won’t look after you, who will.


  In the year 2185, we can see the sun, but we live in a dark age.  We fight ‘Night Wars.

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