Jana Kay Williams awakened, shivering from the bitter cold inside her apartment. She leaned over on her bed to look out her cracked and dirty window at the foreboding sky above. For many years, it had been obscure. Now, she viewed an ominous darkness overhead with very little daylight shining through the toxic mist shrouding Earth. The lack of sun created a freezing atmosphere that would bite at your uncovered face. When outside her building the toxic stench that filled, the polluted air burned the inside of her nose. She knew this day would be no different from the days of the last year. The shuttles sent from Zentorien to transport Earth's chosen populace would arrive on Earth. The more fortunate souls would be crowded on one of the large spacecraft and depart to start a new life on the planet Lenora.
Just then, quaking ground shook her building; there was a volcano forming to the east. It was just one more severe eruption unsettling the balance of Mother Nature. Every eruption scared her as if it were the first one. She feared her building would collapse around her, trapping her under the rubble. The earth was in turmoil, with brutal weather, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, bitter cold, and toxic rain. The life threatening, contaminated air meant death to those people that would not make it off this expiring planet. Fear was Jana’s constant companion, as she longed for the safety of Lenora.
She pulled her worn and dirty blankets up around her head, blinked her pale blue eyes, and sighed. Her small five foot four inch undernourished frame shivered, since she only weighed ninety pounds. Back in the good days, she weighed one hundred twenty five pounds, and had a beautiful figure. Now she was skinny and gaunt looking, although you could still see her attractiveness. Under her ratty covers, she was somewhat warm and hated to get out of bed to face another long and exhausting day working at the shuttle base.
Finally, she threw back the covers and sat up on the edge of her bed shivering. “Why didn't I make the Red List, and why am I still here on this forsaken planet?” she said aloud to herself as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Jana splashed some rationed water on her face. Well, it seemed like water, a pale green liquid called recycled water. She took a small drink of the purified water that was scarce in her world since she only had three gallons to last the week.
There was no fresh water anymore; that ended in the year 3040. Earth was rapidly becoming uninhabitable for anything living. It would not be long before the chosen, the people on the Red List, would be gone and transported to Lenora. It was a planet ready for cultivation, and occupation by the remnants of the human race. Left behind would be the ones not on the list, the rejected deviates, criminals, and the worst elements of humanity. Those left on Earth would face starvation, disease, and eventual death. Jana was terrified about the prospect of not leaving Earth on one of the Zentorien shuttles, preferably Cryon 24, a shuttle Captain Tosortan Gapperto commanded.
Lenora was a planet of clean, pure land to grow crops and raise animals for food. They would receive healthcare, and a chance at a new life on a planet with no pollution. Lenora, a planet much like Earth was in the beginning, it would be their new home. The Waseakans of Zentorien placed humans on Earth thousands of years ago, designating it their penal colony. Lenora was a planet of abundant potential. The fortunate people being relocated were expected to build their new world, because they were the chosen ones. The Waseakans hoped the humans had learned from the mistakes they had made on Earth. Now Earth was on a path of self-destruction. Not everyone would leave this dying planet, year 3046.
Everybody knew that if your name was not on one of the daily postings of the Red List, you did not leave Earth. You would be doomed to hell on an expiring planet. Jana searched the list every morning when she arrived at work. Her name had not appeared on any of the current lists, but she still had hope. Even with the daunting reality of the possibility of being left behind on Earth, Jana remained positive and never let her disappointment show. She would show up at one of her assigned shuttles with a cheerful outlook and gratitude for her job.
She was one of the shuttle coordinators for her sector, 4009. The shuttle Cryon 24 was one of the ships she was responsible for, and Captain Tosortan Gapperto was the pilot. He was a Waseakan, an extremely advanced humanoid race. They were from the planet Zentorien in the Katarror Galaxy. Zentorien and Lenora were a forty-five minute trip through the wormhole on a shuttle carrying 2000 plus people to their new home, the planet Lenora. Jana thought Captain Tosortan Gapperto was magnificent, and she secretly longed for him. Whenever possible, she was at his side. Her heart already ached for the last day that they would work together and she felt that time was coming all too soon.
There were hundreds of shuttles leaving all day, every day, from shuttle bases around the world. Thousands of people from all over the world would leave daily to start a new life on the re-settlement planet Lenora. They would be under the protection and guidance of the powerful Waseaka Council. They would be safe and well-taken care of on their new home world.
Jana had to put her thoughts away as she finished her meager portion of rationed oatmeal. She hurried around and finished getting dressed in her somewhat dirty jeans, worn sweater, and shoes that no longer protected her feet from the muddy polluted water. Jana had one a threadbare jacket to protect her from the cold and the rain. She could not be late! She had to keep her job. It was the only thing between her and starvation. Masses of people sought after any job available with the Waseaka bases. A very few people were selected to fill the limited positions offered, that meant food, clean water to drink, and a place to live.
Jana’s job came with a very small apartment to live in. She had rationed conveniences, such as electricity, and minimal heat. No one knew how long the electricity would last since it was a precious commodity. Jana's apartment building had a large generator that supplied the electricity for only a few hours a day. She had one room with a bed and some essentials. She was lucky to have a hot plate and one pan in which to cook. It was far different from ten years ago out in the country, away from the city and crime. At that time, her father was still alive to protect her and provide for her.
That was a different time and place, today was mere survival. She was lucky and thankful that Captain Gapperto had taken her under his wing and requisitioned the guarded apartment. He was her lifesaver, making sure she had extra food and water. Most of all she was grateful for her Waseaka guarded shelter. The majority of buildings were in disrepair and dangerous, with terrorizations from the Fuguia, the undesirable humans.
Fortunately, the Waseaka Guard protected her building. Otherwise, looting would have occurred as it did in all the other derelict buildings. Fuguia was the name assigned to the individuals that would be left behind on Earth for reasons other than crime. The Ashi were the criminals and were the worst of humankind; murderers, rapists, and any other horrible deed you could imagine. The Ashi were responsible for criminal acts upon humanity.
The sirens sounded outside, signaling it was 5:00 AM. She hurried out of her apartment building into the brown toxic rain. It was cold and coming down in torrents. The stench of the rancid, noxious downpour was foul and she covered her nose. Putting her ratty umbrella up, she tried to shield herself from as much of the pelleting deluge as possible. Her feet were splashing in the muddy acid water as she ran the mile and a half to the landing site. The temperature was probably 20 degrees, but it felt like zero.
Suddenly, as she ran down the road, the ground beneath her feet convulsed and there was a loud rumbling sound. The ground to the far east of her opened a huge gaping crevasse, exuding streams of lava burning everything its path. Toxic steam rose skyward from the rain sizzling on the molten rock. Plumes of dark gray smoke and ash filled the air. She was frightened! The eruptions were becoming more frequent. The rain was colder than usual, and the toxic mist burned her nose as she breathed in the putrid air. She pulled her tattered coat up around her nose and continued her journey.
Jana ran as fast as she could toward the shuttle base. The ground under her feet trembled with aftershocks. She shivered in terror and ran faster. The base was not far now. She hoped there would be no more disturbances and that she would arrive safely. She felt secure under the protective covering of the dome that sheltered the base operations.
She arrived cold and wet from the rain outside the dome. Her coat was soaked and smelled. She took her coat off and put it in the base office to dry out over the 12 hours she would be working. She was thankful to under the shelter and somewhat warm. She had a drink of purified water and then went out of the base office to work.
She saw Cryon 24 was already on the landing pad. She would assist Captain Tosortan Gapperto and the other shuttle captains. Jana would check IDs and boarded the anxious people on the shuttles bound for their new home. She would work for 12 hours and then start her long walk home, if you could call what she had a home. She would try to keep away from the Fuguia or the Ashi that would attack her for no reason. It was dangerous for her to walk home every night alone.
Jana was in good health because of the extra food and water that Captain Gapperto had given her. Otherwise, she would have been sick like most of the other people left on Earth. She thanked the duty captain every day for selecting her to help at the shuttle base. Most of all, she was grateful for Captain Tosortan Gapperto. He was tall and slender with dark short brown hair. He had a wonderful, warm smile that melted Jana's heart every time she saw him. There were rumors that the Waseaka were very much like Earth humans, only more advanced.
The Waseaka originally used Earth as a penal colony, which is how humans came to inhabit the planet. Originally Earth was an uncontaminated planet void of human life. The Waseaka society sent the worst of their civilization to Earth to live out their lives. Over three thousand years ago, the original colony of humans numbered five hundred thousand men and women. They relocated the humans called Ashi, the Waseakan criminals, where they could do no further harm. The Waseaka left the Ashi primitive tools, supplies and livestock for their first year, giving them time to start growing crops, and raising the herds of various animals. The supplies included seeds, tools, an assortment of animals, and all the necessities to start a new life on Earth.
The Waseaka had found Earth to be a suitable environment for their penal colony. Waseakans were the original humans. They did not call themselves humans, but instead called themselves a far superior form of humanity, Waseaka. The humans were less intelligent and troublesome. The Waseaka abhor crime of any kind and they did not tolerate those who committed violations. Consequently, the development of Earth progressed for the humans (Ashi) to inhabit.
The Waseaka monitored Earth in its early development, ready to aid if there was a need for them to intervene. As the years passed the Waseaka would occasionally send a scientist, physician, government official, or whatever expertise was needed to help the humans progress. They would place a specialist among the population and they would blend into society. They would aid in the field of their specialty; when their work was completed, they would return home to Zentorien.
When Earth proceeded toward the devastation of its eco system, the Waseaka sent scientists that tried to assist in the restoration of the failing environment. The humans refused to learn and change, therefore the destruction of Earth continued. Toward the end, the Council called all Waseakans home and they returned to Zentorien, carrying with them the stories of the innocent people that would perish with the failure of Earth.
Over the centuries, the Waseakans watched the humans raise their young to be educated and law abiding, although not all conformed. The Waseaka found that there were enough of the worthy individuals to save. Once the Waseakans found that a segment of the human race was worth re-claiming, they could not sit back and watch the blameless ones perish along with the Ashi (criminal population) and the Fuguia.
That is what prompted the Waseaka Council to vote on a rescue mission for Earth. As a result, the Red List was born. The Waseaka established the Failsafe Project to save and relocate the honorable humans to another stable planet, Lenora. Hopefully, with guidance from the Waseakans, the new human development would thrive and learn from their past mistakes.
The Waseakans treasured their environment. They honored the plants and all living things. Humans had come to a place in their development where they had destroyed the Earth’s ecosystem. Their pollution of the waterways, mismanagement of the land, crops, and chemicals, was the start of the downfall. Then there was nuclear waste, the atom bomb, wars, biological warfare, and much more to add to the devastation. Life on Earth was no longer an option if the human race was to survive.
The air was almost un-breathable, the water unfit for human consumption. The land would not support plant growth, and the chemical runoff poisoned the crops that did grow. The oceans, rivers, lakes, and any body of water were dead. There was no life, just lethal pollution. Earth could no longer sustain life. The Waseakans initiated the Failsafe Project to save humanity from its own extinction.
They designed the Failsafe Project when Earth was on a path of self-destruction. The Council voted and formed the Failsafe Project. It was intended to save the selected humans that they painstakingly chose to survive. The Waseaka had been preparing for the commencement of the Failsafe Project for many years. The Council had anticipated the eventual future of Earth. There was a great deal of discussion on the principles involved in the selection of the suitable humans. They named the group Tyronians, the ones that have learned.
The Tyronians had to be educated, hardworking, never been in trouble with the police, healthy, and no divorce. The Waseaka were brutal in the selection process. They were not going to make any mistakes with the chosen Tyronians. The Council put the rules in place and no one ever questioned the ruling of the Waseaka Council. When an edict was established, it was to better the lives of the people and protect them from harm.
The new planet Lenora was prepared for the Tyronians, a planet in the Katarror Galaxy. Many of the Tyronians were eager to leave Earth, a dying planet, while others did not believe the Waseaka. They chose to stay, perhaps to remain with family members who did not make the Red List. Some did not believe earth was on a path to extinction. Many believed they could still save Earth. They were blind to the devastation, hunger, and illness all around. They refused to comprehend the toxic atmosphere around them, the horrific changes in the weather, and the unstoppable forces of nature. The Waseaka were not going to force anyone to leave Earth.
The Tyronians chosen to leave could only take one suitcase of keepsakes that meant a great deal to them. They had to leave behind clothing and any other belongings. The Waseaka would supply everything needed when they reached Lenora. A new life, new home, clothing, medical care, and all their needs would be provided. They would be re-educated to be productive Lenorans.
The Waseaka were a feared, yet kind and intelligent people, with undying compassion. They had setup Earth to give the criminal element of their world a second chance at life. Instead of death, they relocated the criminals on Earth, trusting they would learn from their errors that they had made on the home world of Zentorien, in the Katarror Galaxy.