World On Fire

since nobody wants to be a character i will do this on my own.

We should have known before it happened.

On 5/21/20 4:30 pm it happened...the world started to burn. I was 14 then, young, happy, and energetic. Im not anymore...

This is my story...the story of Jason Yäklin.

I was at home playing video games, blasting aliens and nazis. I lived about 23 miles north of New York City. My mom and dad went out on a parents night out...it was soon to be their last. At around 9:00 am, the radio spat out that the Iranian dictator, Al Mosaif Jubal, was boasting that its new nuclear weapons were about to be tested. That hothead, i thought, better be quiet before the UN sends in it's own army to shut his mouth up.

Al Mosaif Jubal was the new dictator for life in Iran. He got to be that way by a coup that happened about 1 year ago. It was all over the news, violence, bloodshed, more than i could comprehend.

At around 4:30 i heard a low rumbling sound overhead. I went to my window to see what it was. To my surprise it was a bomber flying just low enough that i could see what it was. Then...a great flash of light coming from the direction of New York. I thought that the sun just got in my eye, that the glare of it blinded me... i wish it were so easy. When the light dimmed, my blood froze. I could feel hair stand up on end. What i was seeing was a mushroom cloud from a nuclear explosion. I started to cry.

About twenty or so minutes my radio cleared up. I could hear a news bulletin. "Twenty minutes ago across the United States, nuclear explosions have appeared on the skyline. We dont have details but we have lost contact with all the capitals of the states and Washington D.C. Other cities inlude New York, Chicago, Memphis, and Los Angeles. We will stay with you throughout this horrifing experiance."

I froze..did he say New York! I started crying even more. My parents...gone...within just seconds. My parents would have been in New York by now, preparing to leave from their favorite eatery, Talia's Steakhouse and Bar. Oh gosh i couldn't believe my parents were gone, dead, just at the age of fourteen.

That was nine years ago. Now... im a soldier, fighting against the Persian Empire. Right now im shipping out to Germany from one of the main ports still standing in the US. Right now all i want...is revenge.

Why's this in Short Film and Independant Productions?

because its an independant production and besides no one wants to be a character.

if enough people want to be in it, ill ask darkwing to move it