Apparently, people thought of the future as a world with large leaps in technology. Maybe a meteor would end the human race. People are very creative. They think of most things. Some even foretold what would actually happen. But it came as a shock to most. The electricity was the first to go out. Then people started attacking one another, thinking it was the end. The government got involved, tried to calm people down, but they ended up rioting. And then the next stage came, without the protection of our government.
The earthquakes were devastating. They destroyed almost all the buildings into piles of brick and rubble and dead bodies. Half the population were killed off in only a year. There were a few months where we had no idea what to do. We were de-evolving.
We lost most things like cars and most technology. People turned on each other, and leaders arose, brought together packs. We created a medieval-like world with castles to show where territories lay and soldiers with medieval weapons. The guns were wasted in the first few years. The production of bullets stopped. The only people who knew how to make bullets were sought out by the leaders and murdered in cold blood. One of those people was my mother. She was killed after my father protected her bravely with the guns we salvaged. It took almost ten soldiers to finally bring him down.
The soldiers saw me, almost killed me, but I offered them something. I had weapons and training. I could be their soldier. They were suspicious, obviously. How could a fourteen-year-old girl be a soldier? Well, they took me to their kingdom anyway, probably because they pitied me or something. Our de-evolution did not get rid of our sympathy. It never will. Fourteen-years-old and here I am. Riding horseback on my way to the castle. What waits for me there? What am I riding to? All I know is I’m completely unprepared for whatever awaits me.