Ebony
Super-Earth
- Joined
- May 4, 2012
The year is 5999. Just under 3000 years ago, an idea was planted. An idea that changed the world . . .
One year until 6000 A.D, and the world consists of only women. Not one man can be found. It was no accident, and it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
In 3187, Ieda Hamilton (a successful scientist and biologist) proposed the idea that men were the only reason for the chaos and horror that our world was faced with everyday. Ieda was, of course, shut down by most of the facility, who dubbed her as 'crazy'. The facility she worked in was a enormous sperm bank. Consequently, it was mostly run by men. However, the few women that worked there agreed with Ieda fully. World War 1 and 2 were both caused by men. Most wars, in fact, were started (and finished) by men. Men invented the atomic bomb. Men invented the dynomite. Men invented suffering and hurt. However, the women couldn't see what the men had done that was positive, they could only see the negitaves.
In 3200, the Third World War started. Only this time, it wasn't country against country, religion against religion . . .
It was man against woman.
The past thirteen years, women had been plotting and scheming together. They started slowly. First, they destroyed all the sperm samples that contained the XY chromosones, the chromosone code for men. Next, they hired women assasians to kill the members of military functions to weaken the men's side. Before anyone figured out what was going on, it was too late.
The war raged until 3247, the longest war in history. Ieda Hamilton was 92, and lying on her deathbed with cancer. Looking back on what she had caused, she realised what a mistake she had made. The real cause for her idea was the fact that her husband had left her when she was 30, two years before she proposed the idea of her new vision. Now, the world was as she wanted it. Filled with only women.
She died wishing it wasn't so.
2752 years later, and the world is still only run by women. Collecting all XX chromosones (the chromosone code for women) had meant that the world could continue for another 70 thousand years if every woman had only one child. They also kept some backup XY chromosomes in case they needed to 'replenish' the stocks again.
In all of the 2752 years, there had been not one war. All women were offered an education, the right to believe what they wanted to, the right to wear what they wanted to, the right to gay marriage (which was now seen as the norm) the right to vote and freedom of speech. Lust, jealousy and adultry had all but been abolished.
But there is no rights for you to love who you want to love. And some girls are willing to rebel . .
Juliette Opal Knight sat at the art desk in her small apartment studio in Washinton D.C. The previous visit from her mother had put her in a bad mood, and she stabbed violently at the planning paper below her with her painbrush which was covered in red paint. Her dark brown eyes held tears which were close to spreading down her face.
Juliette's mother, Vivian Knight, was the President of the United States. Vivian was a tough, stern and strong person, who seemed to function without any emotion. It wasn't Vivian that upset Juliette though, it was her principles.
Juliette worked with a secret underground group of women who were trying to re-introduce men into society. Being the daughter of the President didn't make Juliette trusted within the organisation. Everytime Juliette saw her mother, the familiar feeling of resentment crawled into her voice. She knew it was unfair to blame Vivian, but she couldn't help it.
Juliette's phone beeped from it's spot on her nightstand. "Juliette?" A voice called from her room. Juliette turned in time to see a holographic image of her boss, Odette Robson, walking into the studio.
"You overrid my call settings?" Juliette accused with a smirk.
Odette didn't smile. "We've detected something Juliette. Something big."
One year until 6000 A.D, and the world consists of only women. Not one man can be found. It was no accident, and it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
In 3187, Ieda Hamilton (a successful scientist and biologist) proposed the idea that men were the only reason for the chaos and horror that our world was faced with everyday. Ieda was, of course, shut down by most of the facility, who dubbed her as 'crazy'. The facility she worked in was a enormous sperm bank. Consequently, it was mostly run by men. However, the few women that worked there agreed with Ieda fully. World War 1 and 2 were both caused by men. Most wars, in fact, were started (and finished) by men. Men invented the atomic bomb. Men invented the dynomite. Men invented suffering and hurt. However, the women couldn't see what the men had done that was positive, they could only see the negitaves.
In 3200, the Third World War started. Only this time, it wasn't country against country, religion against religion . . .
It was man against woman.
The past thirteen years, women had been plotting and scheming together. They started slowly. First, they destroyed all the sperm samples that contained the XY chromosones, the chromosone code for men. Next, they hired women assasians to kill the members of military functions to weaken the men's side. Before anyone figured out what was going on, it was too late.
The war raged until 3247, the longest war in history. Ieda Hamilton was 92, and lying on her deathbed with cancer. Looking back on what she had caused, she realised what a mistake she had made. The real cause for her idea was the fact that her husband had left her when she was 30, two years before she proposed the idea of her new vision. Now, the world was as she wanted it. Filled with only women.
She died wishing it wasn't so.
2752 years later, and the world is still only run by women. Collecting all XX chromosones (the chromosone code for women) had meant that the world could continue for another 70 thousand years if every woman had only one child. They also kept some backup XY chromosomes in case they needed to 'replenish' the stocks again.
In all of the 2752 years, there had been not one war. All women were offered an education, the right to believe what they wanted to, the right to wear what they wanted to, the right to gay marriage (which was now seen as the norm) the right to vote and freedom of speech. Lust, jealousy and adultry had all but been abolished.
But there is no rights for you to love who you want to love. And some girls are willing to rebel . .
Juliette Opal Knight sat at the art desk in her small apartment studio in Washinton D.C. The previous visit from her mother had put her in a bad mood, and she stabbed violently at the planning paper below her with her painbrush which was covered in red paint. Her dark brown eyes held tears which were close to spreading down her face.
Juliette's mother, Vivian Knight, was the President of the United States. Vivian was a tough, stern and strong person, who seemed to function without any emotion. It wasn't Vivian that upset Juliette though, it was her principles.
Juliette worked with a secret underground group of women who were trying to re-introduce men into society. Being the daughter of the President didn't make Juliette trusted within the organisation. Everytime Juliette saw her mother, the familiar feeling of resentment crawled into her voice. She knew it was unfair to blame Vivian, but she couldn't help it.
Juliette's phone beeped from it's spot on her nightstand. "Juliette?" A voice called from her room. Juliette turned in time to see a holographic image of her boss, Odette Robson, walking into the studio.
"You overrid my call settings?" Juliette accused with a smirk.
Odette didn't smile. "We've detected something Juliette. Something big."