All
that remained of the formerly inhabitable planet were, blazing deserts, lava
fields, dried up oceans, toxic atmospheres, reddish looking skies, thick
choking mists, mutated animals, and several dried up bones. Fewer plants now
existed on the planet, global warming and green earth, were now forgotten and
abandoned concepts or threats. Nearly eighty percent of the earth’s water body
had been removed or consumed with radiation. Most aquatic life had ended with
some of the few surviving fishes, becoming toxic and extremely poisonous.

Food
supply had decreased by nearly seventy percent, causing starvation and a break
in food chain. Prey became predator and predator became prey. The majority of
the surviving humans now found solace in the few survivable areas. Places they
now called Metropolis. One could find a Metropolis on mountains, fields or some
on special high fielded land from flattened mountains.  Other metropolis consisted of a few aircraft
carriers connected to create small floating cities.   Large
clusters of people made these places their homes. Almost every metropolis
basically had the same living plan and the gap between the poor and the rich
was obvious to everyone.

The
mountain metropolis would be organised into 3 levels, the below, the Mid-level
and the top. Above all three levels was a fourth, the sky level. The below, as
called by most, was found at the bottom of the mountains. The populace of this
level were the homeless, orphaned, slaved and generally the poor. If any, their
houses were mostly old abandoned tents from upper levels, the wooden houses at
the below, would house nearly three families, the streets and passages had
rotten smells, as the below had really no access to the waste system. In fact,
it was the waste system.  It was common
to see dead bodies surround the grounds of the below, mostly burnt and hipped
upon each other. The sick and injured had zero access to treatment, no one
really cared.

Most
engaged in theft, fights, slavery, cheap sex, and the rest relied on left overs
they found on the waste grounds or the streets or begging. Large fences and
wires existed that prevented entry into the Mid. The only way to get to the
next level was by lift, which was heavily guarded by the metropolis forces. The
only form of security that existed to protect the poor, were old fences that
had been built nearly 200 years ago. At that time, the fenced level was only
level. A few metropolis guards protected this outer fence.

The
next level, a bit more decent, organized, and with cement/ foundation houses
and a few metal ones. The Mid housed the mechanics, engineers, and the normal
working class. People that were either educated or had a fair means of making
money.

The
largest amount of the mid was housed in a huge cavern.  Inside was Buildings build on buildings
around huge foundation beams. 

The
top level housed the business men. The wall separating them from the lower levers
was gigantic wall around the entire mountain with fully reinforced steel. The
walls were guarded by several metropolis guards, and the entrance fully
secured. The people that lives in this level were very rich people controlling
all transactions with all other metropolis and colony’s.

At
the peak of the mountain, the mid-point of the top, a tall platform was erected,
to be the only means of reaching the sky level. This one and only entrance to
the sky level except through the helicopter was heavily guarded by special
metropolis forces, the sky guards. The column, gold lined and fully equipped
with radioactive expellers and cleansing baths.

Access
to the sky level required special key passes and health clearance. The sky
level was as beautiful as anything one could imagine. They had plants grown
from biological research, they had water fountains, fully functional waste and
toxic removal systems. The place practically was heaven on earth.

The
sky level existed in majorly glass buildings with gold lined white walls, the
atmosphere was enveloped with nice fragrance from the beautiful flowers
surrounding the area and because of the height above ground, the air was toxin
free. It was only on the sky level, one could find an apple tree.

The
inhabitants of the sky level were almost considered gods by those in the below
levels.  They were the politicians and
rulers.  They were the ones creating the
systems to keep order, slowly aiming civilization in the direction they
desired.   

Their
houses were housed in the tallest buildings with all sorts of sophisticated
technology. They had all the help you could ,
ranging from house keepers, to cooks, escorts and so on.

The
biggest mansion of this mountains’ sky level, was located at the top of the
biggest building. The Moot mansion, named after the ruling house, was home to
the moot family. The enter mountain metropolis was as well named after the
family.

The
lands on the mountains were not suitable enough for large agriculture and as
such, the mountain metropolis depended on distant colonies to trade money,
technology and people. The most successful and very popular colony, was the
Drinn colony. The colony existed upon one of the peninsulas created by the
drying of parts of the ocean.

The
land access to the Drinn colony was through a particular toxic and fatal land.  The dread lands stood between the Moot
mountain metropolis and the Drinn Colony. 
Because of its toxicity, the produce from the colony needed
transportation by the yellow sea. A sea that had now changed colour due to
radiation. The Drinn Colony was very fertile and had one of the few running blue-sea
bodies, and as such, it was one of the greatest supplier of food.  The transporting of goods was an expensive
operation.

The
Drinn colony had close to 10,000 workers tilling, processing and packaging the
produce. There were different divisions, including development, research,
finding, accounting and so on. Some families, who had no interest in the
metropolis, settled there as well.  Whilst
the rest of the inhabitants were all employees of the Drinn Colony.

The
colony was ruled by the House of DrInn, the leader was August Drinn. The ruler was
the CEO, and sole owner of the colony. Under him existed several directors and
managers. The whole colony operated as one massive cooperation.

The
colony was fully protected by the dreadful Drinn force.  With the radioactive body of water surrounding
it, as well as the dread lands protecting invasion from land, it was protected
and secured from all enemies.

The
heir and first son to August Drinn, Prodigal Drinn, never took interest in the
serious minded business life of his father. He just enjoyed fun. While in his schooling,
Prodigal never took things seriously, let alone his academics. Being very
popular due to his fathers wealth and reputation, his classmates in school would
always gravitate around him. He was spoiled and knew nothing but wealth. He got
everything he wanted by just demanding it of his servant or his personal
manager. Whatever amount he asked for, including food, vehicle, and all other
requests. His hands never got dirty. Prodigal threw the best parties, would go
out late at night and return either drunk or not at all. No one had time to
care nor correct him. His mother had died when he was six and his father ever
so busy. August simply hoped that, Prodigal would change and become a better
person with age, and always assumed that Prodigals unserious nature was due to
immaturity and he would grow out of it.

For
a few years after graduation from school, prodigal continued to live like a
king. His room was decorated with alcohol and different beautiful ladies, most
clubs knew him, and would always treat him as a favourite. Many girls wanted to
have something to do with him, just to eat a piece out of the big cake that was
his father.

Prodigal
never had real friends, only guys that loved to languish his father’s money
with him. Prodigal did not mind this, he just enjoyed the good life, like he
would call it.  The colony was big enough
and had everything he needed for the time.

His
older brother, Jude, on the other hand was as hard working as his father, he
had been very focused in school, and finished tops of his class, immediately
after school, he joined the family business. Jude would receive praises like,

“That’s
my boy”, “the Drinn strong man”, “walking brilliance” from his father.

Prodigal
never really cared for all this subtle belittlement from everyone.   And all the talks his father gave, in an
effort to change him, never worked. He was always in his brother’s shadow.  That led to fights between both parties.
August had grown tired of the many reports he continually received from people
outside about Prodigal.

One-night
August came home from a trip to the to the metropolis.  He was welcomed by Jude, Jude’s personal
manager, the butler, the housekeepers, the chief guard and a few other workers
of the Drinn mansion. But Prodigal was nowhere to be seen. After greeting
everyone, his father asked,

“Where
is that boy? And what nonsense is he up to now?”

No
one could answer the questions. That night his father was determined to show
Prodigal tough love, in an effort to change him.

August
requested for Prodigal’s Personal manager, when the manager appeared August,
said to him

“Have
your seat, we are both going to wait, for that boy”.

Jude
advised against this, as he knew that both he and his father had meetings to
attend the next day. August told Jude to go to bed, saying “at
least, you will be awake enough to go in my stead.”

August
and the manager waited hour after hour. Finally, at about 3am, noises from the
compound woke, August, whom had dozed off a few minutes before. The noise was
from the large shouts and screams of Prodigals so called friends and the many
girls with them. Prodigal came in with a girl. This girl was the daughter of
one of the division packaging manager, also a respectable position. Prodigal
came in to meet his father and personal manager. August told the guards to
escort the girl out of the house. This made Prodigal furious and he yelled at
his father. His father told him to sit down, but he refused and tried to walk
past his father, the manager said, “You
had better have your sit, Sir."

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