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Emma Barrett

"Shh! He'll hear me!"

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a character in “The Future is Wild.”, as played by WrittenInScars

Description

Name: Emma Barret

Age: Twenty

Looks:
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Slave or soldier: Slave

Mated or unmated: Mated to Commander

Children:
-Matthew & Scarlet - 2 - Still with her
-Isaac - 1 - Still with her

So begins...

Emma Barrett's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Emma Barrett Character Portrait: The Commander Character Portrait: Liam Froom Character Portrait: Sara Phillipson

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"Mumma, mumma!" Emma was called by one of her darling children, causing her to look up from the table she was currently scrubbing stains from. "Yes, dear?" She replied, her angelic voice sounding around the floor. Soon in came three beautiful children: Isaac, Scarlet and Matthew running/wrestling at the same time. Emma chuckled and gracefully made her way over to them, still giggling as she approached. "Darlings, stop with the bickering. What's wrong?" She asked, gently placing a hand on her youngest's shoulder; instantly getting them to stop and look up at her. It was then that she noticed Scarlet's tears and was quick to gently swipe the little girl into her arms in a cuddle. "Oh, honey, what's wrong? Why are you crying, sweet?" Emma hated to see her children's tears, and softly swept one from her cheek with her thumb. "Matt said I'd be a slave! That I was not good enough to be a solider like him and Isaac!" Scarlet wept, resting her blonde-haired head on her mothers supporting shoulder.

Shocked, Emma looked over to her eldest son, and eyebrow raised. "Well, It's true! Woman are just for mating, that's what father said!" Matthew defended, crossing his arms stubbornly. She shook her head, having been afraid this would happen for years. "No, baby, you're father was wrong. Woman can too be in the army, and Scarlet has every right to be; just as you and Isaac. Now, apologize to your sister. You won't be together for long, so you'd best take advantage of he time you've got left." Emma was gentle with her words, and let the snuffling child from her arms and to hug her siblings. Smiling softly, Emma nodded proudly to her beloved children. "Good, now you go play. Your father will be home soon." As soon as the words left her lips, all three children looked up to her. After three big goodbye hugs, the children went back on their way and Emma went back to cleaning the table. It were as if nothing had happened.

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Sara laid on the couch, in a deep sleep; but not so deep that she couldn't hear once being yelled at. This was proved as her seven, gorgeous children came running over to her, yelling "Mummy" or some "Mumma". Sara rushed to sit up and waved for all her lovely children to come and sit on her lap. They did just that, ruffling the blanket she'd had laid upon her so much it fell over the edge of the sofa. "Hello, babies, what time is it?" She asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes until one would have no idea she'd just slept for the past few hours. Suddenly, multiple high-pitched voices were loudly shouting the answer at her, seeming panicked for a reason she hadn't figured out quite yet. "OK, OK! One at a time, kids-" She paused and looked over to one of her eldest. "Lorna, you first. The rest of you, shh. You know it's rude to talk at the same time as others." She stated calmly, looking to Lorna; waiting for an answer. "Mummy, it's late! Father'll already be nearly home!" She said, causing her mother's eyes to open wide.

Soon her and the children were cleaning the house quickly, rushing to get it done perfect. They were all heavily panting once they were done, and the children were all giving her goodbye hugs and running off in little pairs to go play. Shaking her head at the intelligence of her children, Sara made herself appear to have been working all day and went to cleaning a tiny speck on the table that they'd left so she'd be doing something when her mate returned home.

The setting changes from earth to Living Quarters

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: General Gray Character Portrait: Emma Barrett Character Portrait: The Commander Character Portrait: Liam Froom Character Portrait: Sara Phillipson

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Conference Room 1 - 0900 - 1000 hrs

The Commander let General Grey be dismissed. He knew what she had to say on all matters and it didn't matter. Well, it did, but if his mind was set no matter what she said he'd go ahead and do it. But she did bring up some valid points - ones that he was willing to listen to, this time.

Once she had left he continued to discuss things with his advisors for a moment before dismissing them - everyone but Liam. Mainly because him and Liam would walk back to their homes together. While Liam's home was not as magnificent as the Commanders, it was still better than most. The Commander had pulled strings in favour of Liam. The two men were close. Liam was one of his most loyal men. The Commander knew he could count on him.

"So, how are your men doing? Have they found anyone else yet in on the escape plan. We've lost three soldiers, one of them with a mate this last quarter. It's not good. I don't want it happening again. I want them caught. Who is planning this? Where are they escaping?"

"I have people infiltrating everywhere around here but a lot of people are remaining tight lipped and acting like loyalists to you. I have a few names that I'm looking into though." Liam answered.

The men got up and walked out, still discussing things as they left the conference room and headed back to quarters for the rest of the day. They needed to check that everything was in order in their home. Especially keeping their mates in line. And they had to make sure their children - the ones older than three for Liam, were being tutored. When they were that high up they could afford to get in teachers to tutor the children rather than send them to a packed school. They needed to learn things before they were drafted into the military or slavery. Either way, The Commander only focused on the boys. The girls were slaves in his mind.

"I'll see you later on this afternoon, Liam. At sixteen hundred hours to discuss Secret Service tactics."

"Yes, sir." Liam answered.

Then the men split ways.

Living Quarters - The Commander

By the time he got himself back to his mansion he was tired. He'd had three phone calls about different matters and another meeting after lunch. He could hear his children laughing. One more year and the older two would start lessons. He only paid attention to his boys though. Issac and Matthew. He'd be here for a few minutes. He wanted to get cosy with another girl, relieve some of the stress. But it was about time he started getting his mate pregnant again. That's if he were to keep her.

"Bitch! What are you up to? Why does this place still look like a shithole?" The Commander bellowed.

It was unacceptable. He ought to teach her a lesson again. But he was low on time. He wanted to make time for his latest woman. He'd gotten her information from the latest round of mating sessions in the auditorium.

"And what are the kids doing. Issac and Matthew. I want them here. I need to start instilling the lessons they need to learn now. Two is a good enough age to start. I think I might get them started on tutoring a year early."

Living Quarters

He came home to see the girls cleaning. And even a couple of the boys. He didn't care much for his kids but what he did care about was seeing the boys clean. That was unacceptable. "Stop fucking cleaning boys. You don't do that. That is the woman's job. Your mate's job. The girl's jobs. Go and do your studies boys. The girls are all heading to slavery. You will not be. You will be going into the military. You will be soldiers." He ordered.

With that he moved to find his pathetic mate Sara. "What the fuck do you think you're playing at, getting the boys cleaning. They need to be studying - making sure they get their asses into that military. I do not produce slave boys. Girls are slaves. Not my boys." He growled.

"And I see that one still hasn't popped out yet. Have you been told if it's a boy or girl. It better be another fucking boy."

The setting changes from living-quarters to Earth

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Character Portrait: General Gray Character Portrait: Emma Barrett Character Portrait: The Commander Character Portrait: Sara Phillipson

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Emma heard her mate enter the quarters, and the slight gleam that had been in her eyes when being with her children had vanished wholesomely. She heard as he complained about how messy the place supposedly was, even when it was spotless. Emma looked up to him with anything but emotion on her face, making herself look a like some kind of android. "I'm sorry, Commander. The boys are playing, I shall go fetch them for you." Her voice was cold and empty, so opposite to her true personality. Of course, the Commander knew nothing of who she really was.

To him she was just a piece of trash that can easily be recycled. Just like every other woman. Emma turned and swiftly made her way over to her two boys, took them both by the hands gently and lead them back over to their father. She then released them and went back to cleaning; having not said a single word nor made a single noise. Emma was sick of the Commander, and if it weren't for her children she'd wish solely for a new mate - a better one. But, of course, she'd have no say. After all, she was just a slave.

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Sara's eyes widened in panic as her mate entered, but cleverly hid it from her expression entirely. "They wanted to help, it was nice to see the tiny bit of kindness humanity has left." She stated blankly, she then picked up her scrubber and took it to the sink to be rinsed. Whilst she did this, the boys dropped all their cleaning utensils and walked over to their father with fear clear in their eyes. "Father." They all greeted in sync, causing a small smile to appear on Sara's face. Luckily, she was faced completely away from General Gray so it would have been impossible for him to notice it. She soon let the smile drop, and replaced it with her mask of nothingness once again.

((OOC: Sorry their a bit short, just wanted to add in their reactions!:P))