Chapter 1: Smoke, Baton, and Blood.
My name is Donaar "Yamato" Nemmonis. I was born out of a love affair between a Dragonborn mother and a human Nihonjin father. I am a student in the Yarjerit Royal Academy, a prestige school for Dragonborn. I am only an average student, I don't aim for anything high, I don't have many friends, and the only thing I care about is what my father taught me.
My father is a Nihonjin, the human race that runs what we Dragonborn call "the Organization". From an outside perspective, people would say that they are nothing but monsters, bastards that are always observing us, yet, no one had ever dared to yell those words in public, fearing for their precious lives. My dad was one of the few to ever share with me what the organization actually is, and to me, god... They are nothing far from those rumors.
Just one watchpoint of the organization had hundreds of cameras, on every street, on every corner, and every building and sometimes civilian houses. Father told me "What we do is for people working above us, we are the guards to their zoos, son..."
I rarely pay attention in class. Each and every lesson somehow trace back to why the organization is so great. But one day, I heard a group of Dragonborn in my class begin to talk about a planned protest. They constantly talked about how the Civil Control Team had no authority to fight them without the consent of the organization. They then walk to class after class, rallying more and more to their cause. What did I do? I followed my father's advice. I ignored what they were saying and dodged them as much as I could.
Three days later, when I was on a shopping trip with my mother, a group of Dragonborn began to flood the streets, holding up yellow banners, shouting "GIVE US INDEPENDENCE OR GIVE US DEATH" and "DOWN WITH SHINKEI, UP WITH THE COUNCIL". My mother grabbed my hand and bolted away from the street, dragging me along.
"Run away now before the CCT comes!" She said as keeps running away from the crowd. But out of every corner, we saw them, tens and hundreds of Dragonborn marching on the streets, shouting the same thing. Before we even know it, humans, in black military uniforms with shields and strange masks. They were pushing back the protestors.
The protestors did not retreat by any step, they pushed on, standing closer to the human than ever. Before anyone could say anything, one of the humans yelled, "WE ARE AUTHORIZED, GET THEM!!!". Within seconds, the humans shook some sort of can, and as they began to light green. The cans were thrown at the protestors.
Then it hit me. Those were the same can that my father warned me about, tears and paralysis gas. In each of those cans were small crystals. They react violently as they moved around, mixed with whatever gas inside and you got yourself a weapon for police brutality.
The smoke became overwhelming for the protestors, some of them were quick enough to run away, but for most, it was too late. Many of them immediately collapsed to the ground, and a few were able to slowly crawl away slowly. But the ones try to crawl away were more unfortunate than the ones that were paralyzed. Crawling away resulted in a beating by the Civil Control Team.
With my own two eyes, I see the human beat my own race with no mercy, the baton that the human is soaked with blood, dripping unto the floor. My eyes burned, and I heard people groans. From what I saw and heard were...
Smoke, baton, and blood...
=== Chapter 1: Smoke, Baton, and Blood. ===
== Over ==
