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Into The Breach: Prologue

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The decline of America probably started in the mid-1950s, with the introduction of more bureaucracy and rising levels of welfare. About twenty years ago, April 1986 to be specific, the first morph was created using genetics. Originally a human could be transformed into a morph of an any species or gender; it was a fun fad for the rich and dedicated animal lover only though. There was an unseen side effect though, the altered genes were carried over to their offspring. Thus a new era began, and for once in the history of the world, change happened without protest, violence, or hatred in general. Things were peaceful for a decade or so, and the furry movement as it was called gained strength and numbers, both human and furry.

In 2006, though things started to snowball out of control. At first it was little stuff, a few extra goverment rules and regulations on private businesses, higher than average number of people on welfare or food stamps, and higher taxes were just the start. Soon the economy started to go into a recession then depression. While it was a little harder to live a decent, calm life; times were still manageable as long as your friends stood with you throughout them.

Yet all the friends in the world won't help when Mother Nature decides to say "Fuck You!". In less than two years life became a complete and total hell, hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes, floods, and everything else in between struck not only America but also most of her allies as well. The government bureacracy completely failed the American people, in less than six months martial law was declared in every state. The federal government overstepped their bounds and went from a democracy to a dictatorship. Oh sure, they still called it a free republic, but all the elections were rigged and controlled by the White House. The Bill of Rights wasn't dissolved, but they censored whatever and whoever they wanted. Guns had to be registered, but if they meet certain "qualifications", they were taken from you and destroyed. No compensation was given to you either. Soon it was illegal to make and sell firearms. You could buy a gun from the government, but only if you had a permit for the gun and seperate permits for each type of ammo. Most permits cost at least $100,000 and could go well over $1,000,000.

The military for years we soon found out, been training in US Urban Pacification. Mainly learning how to combat guerilla warfare, this didn't sit well with most people, yet their voices of protest were nevertheless drowned out.

There was no real beginning to our preparation for this event. I guess it started out that in my early years I was seen as an outcast, a person to be beaten up and tortured on a daily basis. Over time I grew vengeful, and looked for ways to take the fight back to those who were stronger than me. Since I couldn't beat them in a stand-up fight, I looked to dealing with them from a distance. I looked at scaring them at first, but by the end of highschool all that changed. One of my relatives Uncle Anbhás, which is Irish for violent death, an ex-Seal showed me the ways of old. He showed me how to survive in the wild, how to build weapons from everyday items, to subdue and kill with my hands, and many other survival skills. I often wondered why he taught me all of this. He saw what was coming long before I put everything together.

[Still Got to figure out what to put here. From years 2012 to 2015]

[Most character buildup will happen in Chapter 1]

Finally last year, war came to the US soil once again, and this time it was known as the Second American Civil War.