.:.The Resistance.:.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
The year is 2017 and more then half the worlds human population has been destroyed due to a new vaccine that the government has created and forced on its people. The only people alive are in the government or the only two humans left that form the resistance?
Sink Collins and his eight year old daughter Claire have only minutes left until they too will be sentenced to an untimely death at the hands of the governments’ new vaccination.
Will Sink be able to find a way to protect his daughter and himself from the injection? Or will they to peril leaving no hope for humanity?

Submitted: August 22, 2009

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.:.The Resistance.:.
 
Sink Collins awoke to feel the cool rhythmic pattern of water droplets hitting his forehead, once again bringing him out of his deep slumber. Annoyed, he shifted away from the small droplets, trying to ignore the constant tapping noise each one made as they hit the concrete slab beneath him. Sink couldn’t take it anymore and opened his eyes in acknowledgement of where and who he actually was- a prisoner. Sink couldn’t remember exactly how many nights it had been since he last had a good nights rest. Last night had to have been his best sleep in a while though. You could tell that he had been deprived of sleep as his face showed it, always looking tired with big dark almost purple rings shaping his brown eyes, his face dirty from lying on the filthy cement and his dark hair a tangled mess.
 
Sink was on constant guard and last night was his only slipup. He had to keep an eye on the entrance to his small cell which also held his eight year old daughter Claire. At any moment a guard could slip in and try to take Claire away and inject her with the new resistance drug. Last nights sleep shouldn’t have happened and Sink knew that he had wasted valuable time sleeping instead of trying to escape. Now he didn’t have to worry about that as he knew if he didn’t find a way out of that cell before two o’clock he might as well dig his own grave. The guards would come in and take him and his daughter into an examination room and inject them causing certain death on contact with any contaminated object, and Sink knew that everything was contaminated. The whole reason why the world had this problem was because of Sink and he knew it.
 
Sink didn’t know how many times he had reflected on what had happened to the world and it’s people and how he was responsible. He knew more than anyone that the injection wouldn’t work against the combat of sickness. He was one of the scientists who formulated the injection designed to heighten people’s immune systems and make them immune to any sickness. He also had seen the injection take its toll on the people who had been injected previously and it seemed to do the opposite to what he and the other scientists had planned. It seemed to completely destroy the immune systems of the patients injected and as soon as they came into contact with any bacterium strong enough to make a cold they dropped like flies. There was no sign that they were sick, giving no hope of survival to all those who were injected. So the injection he’d once planned to save people with had turned into a monster which would surely cause the destruction of humanity within a short time. Sink created this vaccine thinking that it would be better for mankind and save a lot of money as the government had put it. He now knew the whole plan of the vaccine was so that the government didn’t have to ‘waste money’ on hospitals and other health systems so that that money could be spent elsewhere.
 
Sink could easily recall the few years since 2017 when the government asked him and other scientists to create a vaccine designed to prevent sickness and boost the immune system and only months since it was distributed and injected into agreeing patients. Sink had thought it was a great idea to begin with. But his thoughts changed shortly after the injections had been distributed, when more then half of the world’s population had died. People had started to worry and make accusations that it was the new vaccine’s doing, even Sink and the scientists questioned the vaccine. But the government soon brushed off any claims or rumours, stating that the sudden deaths were caused by a deadly outbreak of a tropical flu called ‘Polyossaphodil’. The government also used this new ‘killer flu’ to their advantage to get more people to agree to inject themselves with the new vaccine as protection against the disease.
Sink always felt sick thinking that he was one of the scientists behind the creation of this monster vaccine. The death of millions of people with millions more to die was on his conscience. As soon as Sink had noticed what the vaccine was really doing to the injected patients he tried to destroy the formula and stop the injections but the government wouldn’t listen. They then turned against him and the other scientists. The government now actually believed their own propaganda that the vaccine was good and that there really was a ‘killer flu’ that was killing millions. This caused them to force those people who hadn’t had the injections to get them, as the government wanted to stop the spread of disease and infection.
 
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Sink watched as Claire lay sleeping quietly, her long brown hair spread in streams across his dark leather coat which he provided for her as the government wasn’t willing to offer anything for those who resisted against the injection. There were others like Sink who wouldn’t get the injection or allow their children to, as they didn’t want any harm to come to them. But like most, they were forced to give in.
 
Sink watched as the small steel hands on the clock ticked; half an hour left. It felt like waiting for death. Sink hated the feeling of helplessness. The thought of the unknown crossed his mind several times. What was going to happen to him, his daughter and the others who formed the resistance against the government? He knew that the lethal injection would come and all of humanity would no longer exist, and without a current cure for the vaccination it would happen all too soon. 
 
Sinks’ head snapped up at the sound of the guards’ boots scuffing along the corridor towards him. Looking up at the clock, outside the cell Sink noticed the time was 1:58pm. There was no hope now; he hadn’t had enough time to devise a plan that would ensure their freedom. Within seconds the small cell was surrounded by dark armour clad men with helmets and visors. Claires’ small frame was snatched from her resting place by a big brawly man with a determined expression in his eyes. Sink tried to pry her free from the guards arms, but in the end he was overpowered, and his arms were forced behind his back, restraining him. Sink wouldn’t give up and quickly brought his legs up thrashing them about violently in the hope he would get free. But, like his arms they were quickly restrained by another guard equally as big and strong as the guard holding him. Sink and Claire were carried out of the cell and towards the examination room.
 
Once in the examination room Sink was forced onto his knees by the guards. “This should be fun” one guard chuckled, finding it funny that Sink thought that the injection would be lethal. Sink watched as another guard standing near Claire grabbed a hypodermic needle and looked over to Claire, whom he planned to inject first. “No! Wait!” Sink desperately yelled toward the guard with the needle. The guards’ head turned to face Sink. “Let me have the injection first” Sink pleaded “I don’t want her to be scared”. The guard with the needle gave a swift nod to acknowledge Sinks request and proceeded over to Sink. Sink looked over at his daughter he longingly wished to wrap his daughter in his arms and tell her that everything would be fine. But he knew that that wasn’t the case. Staring over at his daughters’ face he could see the tears stream down her pale cheeks spilling from the corner of her chin onto her dirty white dress. Her face was too painful to look at as she screamed for her father. Claire couldn’t understand why she was being carried away or why her father was being held down on his knees. Sink struggled with the thought that his daughter was soon to die and it was all his fault. If only he hadn’t helped create the vaccine, or if only he had tried harder to stop its distribution, but unfortunately it’s all too late. Sink held back the tears wanting to be strong for his daughter, in his peripheral vision he could see the needle coming. His hoarse voice was able to choke out a few words to his daughter “Claire. I am sorry”. He hoped that those few words were enough to comfort his daughter. He felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder as the cool needle was inserted, his vision became blurry and he succumbed to the darkness.
 
 


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