Chapter one

He woke up. Jackson Futane had slept considerably late, waking up at 13:00.
He heard the machines wirring, preparing to ask him what he needed, rather it be coffee, or for a flying schoolbus to Antarctica. Machines were like servants, seeking to always do more and more for their master.
His machine perked up with, "Good morning, sir! What can I start you off with today?"
"Some coffee, and a newspaper, please," Jackson asked.
A small hole opened up in the machine. Out slid a coffee mug, and coffee began pouring into it. When it was filled up, with all of Jackson's favorites, an extendable arm came out and handed him the mug.
"Now, for the news," the machine said," In sports, Michael Cameron won the trophy for his Soccer team, the Journeys. In politics, President Reese has been replaced by Vice president Victorstien-"

Pfft! Coffee sprayed out of Jackson's mouth, onto the floor.
"What?" He asked, with an angry tone
"President Reese has been fired from office."
Angry thoughts filled Jackson's head. President Reese was the reason this country was still going. Now it would fall into darkness once again because of Victorstien.

"And for local news, a-"

Bzzzk! The machine glitched. It went out for a second. When it came back on, it's once cheery, green eyes were now a faded gray.

It said in a deep, dark tone," President Victorstien will see you now."

Chapter Two

He was now sent to a room. It had brick walls in it, walls of a height of around 10 feet. sitting across from him was none other than President Victorstien.

"Hello, Jackson," he said, smearing a cigarette butt onto his desk.

"What the hell am I doing here? What happened to my machine? Where's Reese?" Jackson threw a million angered questions at him at once.

"Now, now, everything's gonna be okay. Reese is out of the question. He failed as a president, and everyone knows that I'll do a better job anyway." Victorstien replied.

"No you won't! You lazy little-"

Before Jackson could utter that word, his chair shocked him.

"Shhhhhh. Itll be better soon. I will make the government bend at my will. And every action that humans make shall be supervised."

"That's illegal, bastard!"

Bzzzzzk!! His chair shocked him again, harder this time.

The anger bubbled inside of Jackson's head. He had heard enough bad news in a day.
He pushed off of Victorstien's desk. He slammed into the door, which flew open. He slowly fell down the stairs, remaining on the chair the whole time. When he got to the bottom, he freed himself.

He was running out of the building, as the sky became black and rain began to fall, he heard the door burst open, and Victorstien's angry voice shouting, "Get him! Get him!"