City of Toualuse

“Hello, welcome to Toualuse! The city of perfection. Here as citizens, you must follow this wonderful life. Now remember that citizens of Toualuse”. Once the mayor finished talking, all of us were being rushed home. I’ve always hated it here. They always make you follow idiotic laws. “No dresses for males, females must wear skirts.” It’s always a stupid message no leaving your homes past 9:00 pm.

“Mrs. Calico.” Spoke the bracelet idiot, the military dog. Who I hate the most. It’s terrifying to see him. On your 21st birthday, he will come and give you the bracelet of unity. The bracelet decides your ranking, in this screwed city. He had given me the bracelet. Within seconds he frowned, wrote something down, and left. I didn't dare to look at my bracelet.

As Toulause city rules play over the city's loudspeakers. I walk down the streets. The buildings, perfectly even. The same colors as each other. I wish someone had misplaced something. As I let my mind wonder, I saw a small sparkle out of the corner of my eye. Bending over to pick it up I noticed it was a heart shaped locket. Then I saw the initials D.M.W. This locket belonged to the legendary myth Dawn moonwalker. The one who rebelled with thousands, against the Toulause government. I couldn’t believe it. My sister's bracelet.

Yes my sister, Dawn moonwalker was the highest unity, then suddenly dropped down due to “Impurities”. I ran home, broke a rule doing that. Cleaning the rust I placed the necklace on my neck. I accidentally saw my bracelet. “Green?!” The most rare ranking. At that moment I knew I would be subjected to the same fate as my older sister. Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the front door. “Chai! How are you, my love.” Oh, sorry If you didn’t know I’m very much a lesbian. Chai is my adorable girlfriend.

Before you ask, sadly we have to keep our little relationship a secret. Ah, not to mention our powers don’t match. Yes, everyone here has powers. For example, I can create cats at will, and control the sun. While Chai can summon items through thin air. We were talking when the stupid top, military dog appeared. Idiotic protocol dog, he has a tendency to barge in.

Hello, Ms. Chai, Ms. Calico.” announced the military dog. I knew he would begin to suspect something. I am part of the moonwalker family after all. We tend to rebel against the city. For example, just last week my brother Finch moonwalker, had broken the “perfect stores”, along the street. Which in return caused the 9:00 pm curfew. “I must take you to join your imperfect family Moonwalk.” Announced Chai.

“Chai?” I spoke with tears in my eyes. She spoke with such distaste. “Yes, dear. I’m part of the government, before you say it. I didn’t break any laws. Now please come with me, Moonwalk.” I held my sister's necklace tightly and followed who I thought I trusted. As Chai and the Military's Prairie dog began to drive, I began to think. The newest nickname for Chai, she’ll be known as the Hell hound.

After looking around, I found a glass shard on the floor. “I’ll share my existence sis.” I whispered to myself. I engraved my initials next to my sister's initials. Until now I only saw my sister's initials, but this heart locket had all of our initials for my whole family. This necklace is the moonwalker necklace. A few minutes passed and the military prairie dog, and military Hell hound got out. They had opened the door to their van, and had the best smack in the face. They also had the best response. “That little rat.” I heard them scream, as I ran.

Within a few minutes, I reached far enough away from them I could take a few minutes to breathe and relax. I just escaped the military dogs I thought. Today couldn’t get any better, I realized I had been running for 20 minutes. Destroying everything in my path, and yes of course I broke those idiotic, irritating, loudspeakers. The City won't be perfect when I get my family out of the government's capture.

With a large gasp I woke up. I took off the VR headset I had on. “Hey guys, please fix the characters settings please and thank you.” I spoke while walking away with a wave of my hand. “Sir, the Hendins needs you.” My lovely boyfriend and fellow assistant spoke. Of course the Hens would want me, right after I wake up. The Hendins or the Hens are our City's government, our cities laws, and all of our life supports. It is never a good sign to be called from them, or requested.