OOC: I've been working on curating some of the stuff into a more story-like form, here is the timeline, more later.
edit: just finished formatting chapter one, the zzz at the beginning of the file name is just so it's easier to find in my documents.
Cool. 
If you want an editor to clean it up a bit I would be happy to help. I'm pretty good at spotting errors/cleaning things up/making it flow better, as I have to reread my own stories ten billion times to make sure it's all correct. 
OOC: sweet, any help is welcome, also, once I have all of what's hapened so far curated, I will post it on this (
http://www.fictionpress.com/) website.
OOC: I've been working on curating some of the stuff into a more story-like form, here is the timeline, more later.
edit: just finished formatting chapter one, the zzz at the beginning of the file name is just so it's easier to find in my documents.
Do you have doc version, please? I have Microsoft office 2003.
I have no idea what you mean, but hopefully, this will work:
timeline (story form)
~After the Apocalypse~ a history.
2026 C.E.: Advances in modern technology allow scientists to modify human genes exactly as they want, with exactly the results they intended
2026 C.E.: English is established as a worldwide language. All countries now speak English except for Brasil
2027 C.E.: The company GeneStuff .inc begins marketing a series of products that change a customer’s gene structure permanently, to cause changes in appearance.
2027 C.E.: Scientists from around the world begin a project to permanently modify all human genes so humans could become stronger, prettier, faster, and more intelligent.
2028 C.E.: Scientists settle apon the idea of transmitting the genes through a virus.
2029 C.E.: During the last stages of testing, a scientist knocks over a vial of virus that had been decommissioned.
2029 C.E.: All efforts to contain the virus fail. The virus infects the populace.
2029 C.E.: Riots due to the spread of the virus topple world governments. Most people die when infected with the virus, although a few are improved.
2030 C.E.: The last of the world’s governments are dissolved, leaving the world in complete anarchy.
2031 C.E.: Death toll: 6.93 billion people are dead. 70 million people remain in the entire world.
0 A.t.A. (After the Apocalypse): The survivors of humanity struggle to stay alive.
47 A.t.A.: The first of the Apocalypse Nations begin to form.
127 A.t.A.: The countries following are formed:
North American Alliance
Panaman Trade States
El Domínio Brasilero
European Union
Australia
The Democratic Kingdom of Japan
Philippine Republic
Mexan Empire
S.A. Hispanic Alliance
A.A. (African alliance)
Russian Empire
Chinese Empire
130 A.t.A.: Fearing the powers of the other nations, Each alliance is consolidated into one country.
131 A.t.A.: Tensions rise. Consolidated alliances ally with other Alliances with similar views to help protect themselves.
(Industrial Powers:)
Mexan Empire
S.A. Hispanic Alliance
A.A. (African alliance)
Russian Empire
Chinese Empire
(Genetic Alliance:)
North American Alliance
Panaman Trade States:
El Domínio Brasilero
European Union
Australia
The Democratic Kingdom of Japan
Philippine Republic
133 A.t.A. (Now): Tensions reach a breaking point. The two main factions, the Industrial Powers, countries that had been poor before the apocalypse that had emulated the original “first world countries” by building large fleets of machines, and the Genetic Alliance, “first world” countries that had experienced first-hand the failure of their beloved technology, and had decided that they could only rely on their own abilities, declare war on each other.
chapter one of the RP (I just took some of the posts, formatted them slightly different, and re-arranged them.)
(Akikaze Shiro’s POV)
How strange life has been for me of late... I thought as I sat awaiting my next commands. Form my home land, DKoJapan, to this place. My mind was still in a haze, I kept thinking about what happened after that never ending flight from Japan to California; I had collapsed, scrawny as death and tired to my bones.
My wings still ache to this day and I have no doubt I would have died if it weren't for that child that found me. I never learned her name, or her families' and I stayed at their house for less than a day before I moved on, but it will forever stick with me that the cruelty of humans far out weighs their kindness, because as I was leaving that place I saw a man come into their house and demand for food with his rifle. I know that if it was truly food he was after he would have gotten it, because they were kind people, but it wasn't food, but slaughter he had an appetite for. The sound of gun shots echoed across the still sea as they went off.
Before I even knew what I was doing I found myself running back to the house, my gun in hand.
As soon as I saw the blood on the walls and the bodies on the floor I emptied the whole clip into the murderer rifling through the things they had once owned.
As usual, my morality surfaced in weird ways and I had thought to myself that such shameful things shouldn't be allowed to happen... So I joined the army.
"Stupidest thing I've ever done..."
"Huh? Asked a man walking by.
Nothing," I said with a smile, "just thinking about the past."
(Grenexus POV)
Grenexus cursed. The darned Industrial Powers had finally made their move. He took off his headset, yelling at the rest of his squad. While he was by far the youngest commander in the army, the Genetic Alliance army people had seen his innate skills as a tactician, and put his in command of his own three person squad, consisting of an Asian, probably Democratic Kingdom of Japan in origin, who looked to be about 27 but claimed he was much older, although he didn't act like it, as well as an 11 year old who called himself "Muse," although he seemed to be much older than 11, he claimed he was that age, and Grenexus chose to believe him; distrust bred fear, fear bred hatred, and hatred caused death. What a strange squad I have mused Grenexus. He and his squad were based in the southern N.A.A., in the Missouri Tip, the only part of the entire Midwest Federation, and even the entire N.A.A. that was southward of the top of a component state of the Mexan Empire called New Mexico.
They had been based here to ward of Mexan advances into the N.A.A., and they were doing their job to their utmost, and had fought off nearly an entire platoon of Mexan soldiers so far from their fortified base, but their ammo was running out, and food supplies were almost non-existent. If it weren't for his naturally cool attitude, Grenexus would have panicked.
(Temen's POV)
Temen ground his teeth in frustration. The only thing stopping the advance of the Industrial Powers into less civilized lands was one squad, consisting of merely three people! Slowly he was beginning to realize the strategy of the Genetic Alliance. Where the Industrial Powers preferred to barrel through with sheer might apparently, the Genetic Alliance preferred to use small, compact, teams of highly trained soldiers specializing in specific areas, each to do a particular job. Admittedly, their strategy appears to be working, but that doesn't mean that we haven't elite soldiers of our own! He thought.
He ran up to his commanding officer and saluted him. "Sir, permission to make a quick attack using my hopper?" while, for the most part, the army had issued him new equipment, they had let him keep his hopper, seeing the wisdom of letting him use a machine he was already used to. The officer scratched his bearded chin, before saying "You may... but be careful, the men like you, and having you die to would impact morale even more." Temen nodded, slightly overwhelmed with the knowledge. He moved away from the officer and to the Hopper, turning the key in the ignition. He saluted the officer again. "I'll see you again when they're all dead," Temen said. The hopper rumbled, and Temen lightly pressed the acceleration pedal, throwing it into the air.
(Muse’s POV /flashback)
"What's your name?"
"My name is Benj.."
"That's a lie!" interrupted him Emma
"Yes, yes" nodded Remi
"Don't yell Emma, our name is Benjamin as well." argued Noah
"Who are you to decide."Emma snapped at him
"Who, who?" Remi repeated
"Disappear, disappear" Muse screamed "Disappear, disappear" Now everyone was looking at Muse with a lackadaisical expressions.
"New person" mumbled Remi not very keenly. That concluded our conversation
The book fell on the floor. I bent down to pick it up, the librarian, Mrs. Visser looked at me sternly. She didn't trust and why should she, I was one of the dangerous people that were able to read your thoughts, stab your back without touching the knife or warp your mind.
She firmly held a gun in her right hand, which granted her with feeling that she can hector anyone who enters library, including me. I returned her look with a smile, irritating her more than calming. I put book into my bag and tried to leave as quickly as possible. I walked few metres when someone shouted at me.
"Master Remi, I brought the notes from Thijs you wanted." I turned around and saw Sophie, she clutched some paper in her ridiculously small hands. She was 8 years old girl with blond hair and shabby clothes.
On librarian's face appeared unhidden disgust.
"Anything else you want Master Remi?" Said Sophie before I could stop her. Mrs. Vries had hate in her eyes and felt it, she hated me so much that she would kill me without hesitation, however she didn't kill me.
"Get out of here Noah, or else." I took Sophie for cloth and dragged her out of the library. Rest of the way back to my room I didn't spoke a word, but I knew that I can't keep on like this forever, even though normal people learned to co-exist with small genetic abnormalities, they still feared those with murderous powers. I need to escape; even the turmoil of war is better.
