Prologue…
Year: 2141…
In a desert area…
Weather is sunny and calm. SNOW covers the ground. No smog. A car that runs on a cushion of air glides down a road.
In the parking lot of a café…
Same car that was gliding down the road pulls into the cafe parking lot. As soon as the car parks, three gorgeous girls in their early 20′s, one black, one Caucasian, and one Asian, get out of the car.
Inside of café…
William Bronze, an elderly man with long white hair, sits at a table sipping coffee. He has a small bag with him.
The three girls enter while talking and giggling amongst each other.
The black girl points to an empty table that’s next to a photograph covered wall and says, “Let’s sit over there.”
The three girls sit at that particular table.
William picks up a silver tablet and approaches the girls. William sets the tablet on the table while saying, “Are you giggling girls ready to order?”
The three girls laugh while placing their hands on the silver tablet. The tablet glows while taking the orders of the three girls.
William takes the tablet and says, “It’ll be ready in no more than a minute.”
“Thank you,” the three girls say almost simultaneously.
William leaves the table.
The Caucasian girl spots an autographed poster hanging on the wall of two blond girls and three blond guys. Top of poster reads, ‘DRAGO’.
“Oh my God,” the Caucasian girl says.
“Oh your God what?” the Asian girl asks the Caucasian girl.
The Caucasian girl points to the poster.
Asian girl says, “That’s the Russian rap group called Drago. Didn’t you say your parents knew them?”
Caucasian girl answers saying, “Yeah, they did.”
William returns while pushing a cart that contains three plates of food and three orange juices.
“I told you, less than a minute,” William confirms.
Caucasian girl says to William, “Excuse me, sir, how did you get that Drago poster?”
William begins setting the plates on the table while saying, “When I was a police Lieutenant, one of my detectives married one of the girls in that picture. I also married one of the women in the picture. And also, having this poster in my possession always reminds me of the time we had a run in with the Katana Klan. Being that my detective’s wedding was a week after our run in with them.”
“The Katana Klan, isn’t that the Klan that formed in Sudan Africa when people were being captured for slavery?” the black girl askes.
“That was them,” William says, then he mentions, “They also formed when people in different parts of Africa were forcing people to become soldiers, and forcing the soldiers to kill their family members so they wouldn’t return home. They were a positive clan gone bad when they got together with the Vid Project.”
Asian girl says, “I think I read something about that in a story book in my black history class. The clan wanting to sacrifice this girl named Erin to some. . . new and improved healing project that the scientist developed to cure incurable diseases in a few seconds.”
Williams answers saying, “Yes. Diseases that came about during the Sudan Anti-Slavery War. Erin Norga was the name of the girl we were assigned to protect.”
William pulls a laminated article out of his bag and says, “This is the seventy-year-old article to prove I was there. This is how the Vid Project worked. It was invented to help people who are really sick by taking a sample of blood out of the sick human body, turning it into healing liquid, then injecting the healing liquid back into the sick person’s body. This young woman named Erin Norga, she was one of the test subjects who fought in the Sudan Anti-Slavery War and returned home sick somehow. Another test subject was a kumite fighter named Tommy Rice. But they shouldn’t have given the Vid project a mind of its own... being that it chose the way of evil.”
The black girl grabs a chair for William.
William sits down while saying “Thanks.”
“Sounds like it’s going to be an interesting story,” Black girl says.
“It is,” William responds, then he says, “More than you know. So anyway, the scientist were transferring the VID project to the USA, but on the way there, they had a bad accident. The Vid project was the only survivor with only two limbs. Only one limb worked 100%. Then it fell into the wrong hands. The Katana Klan. By injecting the liquid into each clan member while he or she’s already healthy, they not only became stronger, but their good looks improved each time. It also made them invincible to all diseases and viruses known to man. Even the flu and the cold. The VID project had put the Katana Klan under its spell.”




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