Suicidals

Young one, would you like to hear a story? A story about those who thought that they were worthless finding meaning in their lives? Young Kara was a teenager who didn't believe there was any meaning to her life. “If we're all going to die anyway, then does anything we do really matter? If we die, is there really a point to living?” she asked herself, over and over again She decided to take her own life, as she saw no value in it. As she prepared to shove a knife in her throat, a hand stopped her. “What if one man’s trash is another man’s treasure?” Asked a voice from behind her. “You may think that your life is worthless, but others find human life very valuable. Come with me, come dedicate your life to those who find value in it. I won’t stop you if you still want to die,” she said. She looked to be in a military uniform, the type that officers wear, excpt it was dark red. This woman showed Young Kara the Suicide Society. It was full of people who saw no value in their own lives, it was a place to give them purpose. The Suicide Society took in suicidals like Kara and used them to make the world a better place. They were the ones who got the right people into jail and the right people out. They were the people who pulled the strings to stop wars. They were the ones who stopped most suicides, who found families for abandoned children. Most importantly, they made sure that there were even amounts of evil and good in this world. There cannot be light without Darkness, and there cannot be light without darkness. And no one even knew they existed. They were all presumed kidnapped, missing, or dead.

Kara took up the heavy burden of the Suicide Society. She went through the initiation ceremony. “Are you willing to give your life to me, give me something you see no value in? Give your life to bettering society under my law?” Asked a figure in a black cloak. Her poofy blonde hair peeked out of the shadows shrouding her face. “Yes, I will, forever, I will be part of the Suicide Society,” replied young Kara. “Then so it shall be,” Said the figure. The contract was complete. The hood on the figure was lifted, revealing a beautiful face. “I am the Fairy Queen, and you shall live for thousands of years. You are now bound by your promise. You will forever be a shadow within society, a person that’s not a person. Goodbye for now, young Kara,” the queen vanished.

Young Kara learned and got stronger every single day, that is, until it was time for her to join the battlefield. SHe was assigned to help pull the strings to stop World War III before it even started. She, along with the rest of the society were dispatched to deal with this crisis. To save the lives of people who actually wanted to live. Most of the society was dispatched to make up the majority of the world's armies. If they simply refused to fight, the war would be way less damaging. Plus, if they died, they would simply be resurrected again by the queen.

Asit turned out, she was a supernatural creature and she needed the Society’s help. Although shs did’t do any more than resurrect members, she was a huge help to the Suicidal’s efforts. The efforts to stop the war failed. The war began with a nuclear strike on America by the Chinese government. That was when all hell broke loose. Nuclear warheads were fired and many people died. The society fought and fought and fought, and in the end, they stopped the war. They ended the suffering. They took in more Suicidals. They did it again. And again. And again. The queen was never seen again. Her job was handed to her underlings, her robots. They revived us and brought us right back to the hell we lived in. For an eternity and an eternity to come, they fought and they fought and they fought, to save those who saw value in the Society. WIthout even knowing that they would be protected by those unseen… forever.

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