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A plantation owners daughter - Jansen - 04-11-2010
There comes a time when we should write down what we have done, so that it will not be forgotten, those that come after us should be able to follow our thoughts, to see what we did, to judge about our actions.
I think it is time to write down those things that were important in my life.
Undisturbed childhood ?
I was born in the year 795 AS, as fourth child of Pablo and Sofia Santos at their plantation on the northern side of Omicron Alpha. One of my older Brothers already died before my birth, as far as I know the slaves attacked him and he succumbed the injuries, in exchange for this cruel crime, all slaves had to suffer, most of them died and justice triumphed. I grew up at my parents farm, sometimes I didnt like the way we treated the slaves, especially when father lashed them. But then again he always told me that those slaves are not to be considered as human beings. They gave up their humanity with their birth on one of the more populated planets, he always said that those planets made the humans sick, made them insane. I couldnt imagine that this was the whole truth, maybe because I wasnt old enough...
At the age of 7 I was able to visit one of the better schools, father always wanted me to be something special, mother never had much to say as far as I can recall. I finished as one of the best in my class 10 years later. One day after I left the school another brother died by the hands of Bounty Hunters. Father blamed those planets, that made the humans sick, that made them to some kind of animals, killing for money. I had never met anyone from another planet except the slaves, but slowly I started to believe his words.
A plantation owners daughter - Jansen - 04-12-2010
The Truth
After some time of persuading father was willed to let me go with one of the transports, headed to those evil planets, he said I should see it with my own eyes, see the things they do to those former human beings there, but he also warned me about a place full of danger and told me to take a weapon with me all the time.
We arrived at the planet New Tokyo around 2 days after our departure at Malta. I liked the place, the transport pilot showed me one of the tea houses they got there, people appeared to be happy with their living conditions, I was not able to see the things father told me. Those people werent sick or insane at all, I was shocked, should father have lied to me just to have a justification to treat the slaves as he did?
Later that day we moved to a place one could call the underground, the people there were the ones we delivered the Cardamine to. These people had to make their living with begging, they had to steal to survive. After I asked around a bit, it seemed they were expelled, it seemed like nobody accepted them in this so called "society". But those people helped each other like I knew it, like we did it at home. Then I saw how one of those poor persons asked one of the richer for something to eat. The rich man was dressed in a expensive suit, had a golden necklace and a golden watch on his arm. But he refused to give something to the suffering person.
That was a thing that would never happen at Malta, where I was raised, people helped each other, they helped their friends, their neighbors, they even helped strangers that were in need of some food or a bed to sleep. How could the people here think in another way?
Again fathers words crossed my mind, the planets make them sick, insane, they are not like we are...
Then I thought of the weapon hanging on my left, I would be able to help those suffering people, it would be so easy...
I made my decision. I raised the gun, aimed directly between the rich mans eyes and pulled the trigger. It was that easy, others heard the shot, they came to see what was happening, when they saw the corpse they started to run. The panic, the chaos, that was what those deserved. The place was crowded the people ran in all directions and I started to shoot in the crow without a target, I just shot and they fell down.
The transports pilot, grabbed my arms and pulled me to our vessel so that we were able to flee. I soon understood why...
Police forces started a massacre in this underground, none of those living in poverty were spared, men, women, even children had to die. After I had to see this, I knew I had to help, it wasnt the humans fault as father always said the planets, the surrounding and with this the society made them what they are, Father was right...
A plantation owners daughter - Jansen - 04-12-2010
A Solution ?
Back at Malta I talked with father about the things that happened, he wanted me to leave things as they were "It isnt our business daughter" was what he said. But after I saw how they suffered, I knew I had to help them. The people that experienced the orange dream, were like the people I knew, they helped each other. But they had to suffer under the pressure the society made on their existence.
There was just one logical conclusion, the Cardamine was what made the difference between us humans and -those- others. There could never be enough of it to help all of them, so we should try to help the ones we actually can help. The other ones had to be terminated.
I started to work on this solution and had an idea that should help to achieve a world without violence, without crime and the cruelty the ones dreaming the orange dream were causing. Everytime we sent a Cardamine delivery towards one of the other planets, I freed two slaves, the day before the departure they had a great meal, but this meal contained chemicals that made them into living bombs. As soon as they arrived at the planet they moved into crowded areas and fullfiled their purpose.
This is the ultimate solution, the only way to end the live of these beings, to make our own lives a better ones.