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Robert B Kitchen

Short Stories
- Survivalists

Survivalists
         by Robert B Kitchen
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There was no set pattern to its movement. It was said that the wind of fire carried their screams for days.

All hope lied on the final group of citizens. They faired much better than their brothers and sisters. They were able to locate one small pocket of fertile land. Their expeditions however proved that it was a small pocket indeed. It was not enough to hold all of those below. At best it could be used as farmland to grow food to be taken underneath. Natural wildlife was found, but they were few in numbers. The group had ascertained that they would need to take the wildlife below in pairs, by sex, for raising their own stocks. Further investigation revealed that this fertile land had been shrinking over time. It was estimated that the area would only last for about twenty orbits around our sun.

Meanwhile, life in the underground had taken a turn for the worst. Our once resilient planet was now ailing from within. The planet had weakened to the point of disintegration. It was only a matter of time before all was lost. The people had begun to lose all hope and drifted into states of deep depression. Crime in the underworld was more difficult to combat now than it had ever been. The day that many had feared was upon them. The extinction of humankind, that was once just an old wives tale, was now becoming a harsh reality.

The final group of citizens had returned to the underground after their test of life above had expired. Even though they were informed about the inevitable end of our existence, they appeared content in nature with very little fear in their eyes. The leaders below were baffled by their attitude. The citizens were asked why they were not saddened by this news. Their reasons were quite consistent.

While traveling back to the entrance to their underground home, they stumbled across an ancient city that they did not see while traveling away. It was unlike any city that they had learned about, that was in existence prior to the war to end all wars. Even though the city was in ruins, it sat in an area where it was supposed to be impossible to build cities in that past. The citizens found technology unlike anything they had ever seen or heard of. Transcripts were found that told of this city's birth and death. The occupants were a group of people who had survived the earliest torment of the nuclear strikes. Knowing all to well that their existence would be limited, they made it their soul purpose to save humankind. They gathered all the resources that they could get their hands on and built the most advanced starship that their society could produce. Due to the limitation of the resources needed to produce such a starship, they were only able to build one that could just hold a very small crew.

It was discovered by the city's scientists that there was a planet that could sustain life in a galaxy they named the Milky Way. Their wisest scientist, Jehovah, was put in charge of the project they named Genesis. Jehovah took with him his most trusted assistant Lucifer. They were to release clones of their people's last remaining fertile beings Adam and Eve.

It is unknown whether or not the project was a success.

We can only hope that it is so.





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