Galactic Tumult

Sopespian

Sopespian

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Prologue

This is a fictional story. Names of characters mentioned do not pertain to any real person, living or dead.
Hcretian is pronounced with a guttural sound before "CREH-shun."

CHAPTER ONE - The Growing Interest in Hcretian​

In the year 2050, the planet Hcretian passed close to earth's orbit, and this quirk of astrophysics provided a very special opportunity for the Revolutionary Force of Western Europe (RFWE). You see, they had been attempting to either annihilate or completely avoid the Global Union (GU), which had conquered the rest of the world. Without notice, the RFWE government began shuttling its inhabitants out of its capital city, Pancompolis onto Hcretian. 5 years later, the planet was hurtled out of earth's atmosphere and all contact had been lost. That was 20 years ago.
Today, in 2075, a bright light awakened Michael Pillsbury, 17, of Owatonna, Midwest Compounded Territory. He quickly stole into his parents' bedroom and woke them up. "They're coming!" he whispered. For the light had awakened him was a searchlight. Dad rushed out and rushed to the bedroom of Michaela, Michael's twin sister. A few seconds later the entire, the entire family was hurrying downstairs to what had been a fallout shelter a century before. The Pillsburys huddled together in their shelter and waited. Frightened thoughts zoomed through Michael's mind. Will we be found this time?

To be continued.
 
Planet hurtled out of Earth's atmosphere?? If any planet, even a modest asteroid, ever came close enough to touch our atmosphere, unless there was a handy-dandy sci-fi device restraining gravity and inertia, both our world and the other one would be destroyed in a collision.
 
Some kinds of impossible are easier to swallow than others. I am really inviting Sopespian to show his creativity by giving us a reason WHY the worlds DON'T collide and explode.
 
I knew someone was going to ask about that. Here goes. Just remember that God works outside the laws of nature sometimes.

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Dateline: 12:30 P.M., May 25, 2050; Comglomus, RFWE.​

"It's a miracle," Hans Liddell gasped, staring at the television above him.
"What are you talking about? You don't believe in miracles," said his coworker Frank Schmidt, handing him a mug of coffee.
"I might start now! The planet Hcretian has entered Earth's atmosphere, and something's denying all the laws of nature. You know, normally it would collide with our planet, or explode, but it's not. It's baffling all the great scientists of the GU."
The two RFWE Aeronautics and Space Center employees stared at the screen.
Suddenly Liddell put his coffee down and headed to his superior's office. "I have an idea."

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2075, Owatonna, MCT​

Michael Pillsbury fixed a cup of tea in the fallout shelter for himself and sat down at the table with his family. "Well, they missed us this time. Praise the Lord we bought a house with a fallout shelter."
"Yes, son, back in my grandparents' days, many people were afraid that atomic bombs would destroy the world. They built these fallout shelters to try to keep safe," Dad said.
"And now we use it to try to hide from those who would exterminate all the Christians," Michaela noted.
"Well, let's have our devotions, shall we? Aren't we in Proverbs 19 today?" Mom suggested.
"Quite right, my dear," Dad answered and began to read.
 
Chap. 1 cont'd.

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When the Pillsbury family emerged from their shelter that morning, Dad went to his room to change and get ready for work at the government-run factory. Michael and Kelly, as Michaela was called, prepared themselves for a day of homeschooling. This was a practice of the Christians that infuriated the GU government, as a main tool that the GU used to brainwash the next generation to follow in globalist communism was public education. After checking the grades of the twins, Mom went out to do some gardening as Dad left for work. While propping up a tomato plant that had fallen from some heavy August rains, she became involved in a conversation their neighbor, Mrs. Hawkins.
"Did you hear the big news?" the middle-aged woman asked. Her husband worked 12 hours a day at the GU factory, while she was on the board of public religion regulation. She communicated with her co-workers through her Blueberry (r) Personal Communication Device.
"What big news?" Mom asked.
"Oh, Ah guess someone made contact with the RFWE out on Hcretian. Seems they's still alive and wanna be friends with the GU. I guess the timing's right, ya know, 'cause everyone's talking about how the Europeans may not have been so bad after all and they might make good scientists or factory workers."
"Well, that certainly is a surprise."
"Yeah. By the way, did you make it safely away from them thugs who was tryin' t get yuz last night?"
Mom sighed. She knew the "thugs" had been hired by the government to take out the Christians, but the GU knew that many people were still friends with the Christians, so they had to make their operations secret. So most people, like Mrs. Hawkins, thought that local gangs who hated Christians were to blame. "We were very blessed to be safe last night." She refrained from telling about the fallout shelter, because that information might slip out in Mrs. Hawkins' daily conversing.
"Beats me how ya Christians live. Why don't ya just worship Gaea, like all the people on earth do?" Her voice resonated with the sloppiness of speech that had pervaded English speakers for decades. "It shore mikes it easiuh tuh gitalong in this world by believin' the New Age. Well, Ah'll kip meditating and practicin' my mantras tuh trah tuh git Mother Earth tah make some new change so all the Christians and regular people can live together in perfect harminy 'n' peace."
Her PCD buzzed. "Oh got another session for the religion reguhlashin committee. Gotta go. 'Bye," she said as she headed toward her house.
"Goodbye," Mom quietly replied.

To be continued.
 
Sopespian, you are very much in your element when describing the endurance of Christians under persecution. It is perfectly true that a totalitarian government wants NO ONE to be doing ANYTHING that is not part of the planned government program. Thus the slogan of Benito Mussolini: "Everything for the state, everything from the state, nothing against the state, nothing apart from the state."

The use of "unofficial" goon squads to persecute Christians is entirely realistic, too. Have you ever read an autobiography called "The Persecutor"? It was written by a Russian man with the last name of Kourdakov, who in the Brezhnev era had BEEN an unofficial persecutor of Christians. But the courage of the Christians he was routinely beating up had an affect on him, and eventually he became a Christian himself. The Soviets finally murdered him to silence him, but not before his story was published.
 
This is quite an interesting story Sopespian, and being Christian and homeschooled (as well as all six of my siblings ;)) it's quite easy to imagine
 
Copperfox said:
Planet hurtled out of Earth's atmosphere?? If any planet, even a modest asteroid, ever came close enough to touch our atmosphere, unless there was a handy-dandy sci-fi device restraining gravity and inertia, both our world and the other one would be destroyed in a collision.
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No kidding!! Bat-Bat set out to make a device capable of negating the incredible forces of gravity, something akin to the Heisenberg Compensator but in a grander scale and for huge celestial bodies like planets and small stars. He is still working on it so no, unless Bat-Bat has already secretly finished that device (and isn't telling me), then it has to be a supernatural event caused by the Great Lion (and Bat-Bat's loving Lord) Himself.
 
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