Into to Renegades by Marisa Meyer
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We were all villains in the beginning. For hundreds of years, prodigies were feared by the rest of the world. We became hunted, tormented, feared and oppressed. We were believed to be witches and demons, freaks and abominations. We were stoned and hanged and set a fire while crowds gathered toe watch with cruel eyes, proud to be ridding the world of one more pariah. They were right to be afraid. Hundreds of years, who would have stood for it? Ace Anarchy changed everything. He united the most powerful prodigies he could find, and together they rebelled. He started with the infrastructure Government buildings tourney from their foundations. Banks and stock exchanges turned to rubble. Ridges ripped from the sky, entire freeways reduced to rocky wastelands. When the military sent jets, he plucked them from the air like moths. When they sent tanks, he crushed them like a limb in cans. Then he went after the people who had failed him failed. All of them whole governments gone. Law enforcement disbanded those fancy bureaucrats who had bought their way into power and influence all dead and all. In a matter of weeks, the anarchists cared little for what they would come next. Once the world crumbled, they cared Onley for change, and they got it. Soon a number of villain gangs began to crawl out from society's ashes, each hungry for their own slice of power. And it wasn't long before Ace and Archies influence spread across the globe. Prodigies banded together for the first time in history, some full of wrath and resentment, others desperate for acceptance that never came. They demanded fair treatment and human rights and protection under the law, and in some countries, the panicking governments hastened to cater to them. But in other countries, the rebellions turned into violence, and the violence dissolved into anarchy. Chaos rose up to fill the void that civilized society had left behind. Trading and manufacturing ground to a halt. Civil wars erupted on every continent. Gatlin City was largely cut off from the world, and the fear and distrust that prevailed would go on to rule for 20 years. They call it the age of Anarchy. Looking back now, people talk about the anarchists and the other games like they were the worst part of those 20 years, but they weren't sure everyone was terrified of them, but they mostly left you alone as long as you paid up when it was your do and didn't cause them any trouble. But the people, the normal people, they were far worse with no rules and no law. It became every man, woman and child for themselves. And there were no repercussions for crimes or violence. No one to run if you were beaten or robbed. No police, no prisons that legitimate ones, anyway. Neighbors stole from neighbors, stores were looted and supplies were hoarded, leaving Children to starve in the gutters. It became strong against the weak, and as it turns out, the strong were usually jerks. Humanity lose loses faith in a time like that, with no one to look up to, no one to believe in. We all became as rats, scrounging in the sewers. Maybe Ace's really was a villain. Or maybe he was a visionary. Maybe there's not much of a difference either way. The gangs ruled Gatlin City for 20 years, while crime and vice spread like sewage around a backed up pipe. And eight, the age of ankle Archy might have gone on for another 20 years, 50 years, an eternity. But then, seemingly overnight hope Bright and sparkling hope dressed up in capes and masks Beautiful and joyous hope promising to solve all your problems Rain justice down upon your foes and probably give a stern talking to a few jaywalkers along the way. Warm and promising hope. Encouraging the normal folks to stay inside where it was safe while they fixed everything. Don't worry about helping yourselves. You've got enough on your plate, What with all that hiding and moping you've been doing lately. You take the day off Were superheroes. We've got this hope called themselves the renegades.