I'm Radio Rebel Novels & Stories

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.

He tried to sound light but his voice appeared strained to his own ears at the poor joke “I haven’t ever touched Rose, the child is one month old but certainly not mine” Siddharth informed him in a straightforward one line “What!,” Rebel felt lost at his words, one month , didn’t that coincide with the night he and Rose spent together? “F*ck!,” he blurted in frustration without thinking That silly woman should have at least taken a pill the next day, his thoughts were muddled “What’s wrong Rebel?, remembered something?,” Siddharth just wanted to pass on this information to Rebel, he did have a plan thought out in his mind

Kicking the gun out of his reach, I finally key the mic. "Dispatch, be advised, shots fired," I'm panting into the radio. "Caleb!" I hear Havoc's voice on the radio. "Are you okay?" I'm trying to get my breath to answer him, unhooking the vest from around my ribs, inhaling a deep gasp of air. I sink to the asphalt, letting the concrete barrier hold me up, as I try to get my surroundings, try to breathe without it shooting pain through my ribs and as I tilt my head back to the sky, thunder cracks loudly and rain falls in sheets, covering everything.

“They triggered the stream! Go dark now!” Too late. Above ground, a makeshift broadcast had already begun. Drone cams focused on the prison entrance as rebels shouted into bullhorns. “This is what Obsidian built! This is her legacy! Elena Vestri will answer for the crimes of the machine age!” The crowd roared. Guns fired in the air. One rebel stepped forward with a handheld detonator. Another held a knife. I knew what was coming. I charged. Bullets sang. Damien shielded my father. I slammed the detonator from the rebel’s hand and snapped his wrist. But the man with the knife slashed across my side—blood sprayed as I fell forward.

“How bad is it?” Tegan is laughing too hard to answer me. She snorts like a pig, and unfortunately she’s sitting too far back for me to slap now. Rebel comes into view from behind a curtain. “She okay?” he asks her. “I’m fine, other than the fact that I almost died of a gunshot wound to the chest. I’m suing, you know. You can count on that.” Rebel has the nerve to laugh. Two chuckles and he’s gone behind the curtain again.

"Now I will ask you again politely mate, answer truthfully. How do you know Rebel?" And that's when my friends,I dug my own grave. Looking up at him I boldly stated. "Rebel and I have a thing. I love him." My words are true though,I am the Rebel and I love myself. But why I said this was to make him hate me ,to reject me by calling me unfaithful and a betrayal. But what happened was nothing that I expected. He pushes me back on the wall and slams his fist on my side. The fire in his eyes, turning into an unstoppable catastrophe.

The rest were shipped off. After it was all done, I stood at the rendezvous and waited for Connor. But even after all the lights were turned off at the amusement park, Connor still did not show up. There were also no messages or calls on my phone. It started to rain, but I did not have an umbrella with me. I also did not have a driver to pick me up. The rain soaked my clothes and drenched my hair. As it did, I recalled the flood of the previous timeline.

“Why do you even want my help so bad?” He tilted his head. “You mean… other than the fact that you’re the best?” I gave him a look. “Yes.” For once, Ryder didn’t answer right away. His gaze dropped to the table, and his voice was quieter when he finally spoke. “I need to clear my reputation.” I blinked. That wasn’t the answer I expected. “Your reputation?” “Yeah. I messed up last year.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “One shot, Lila. I have one shot to fix it, and I intend to take it.”

“That sounds like torture.” “Same,” Viggo added calmly. “I’d rather focus on innovation. Building, improving, creating. That’s far more interesting.” I turned to River. He shrugged. “I don’t want it either. It’s boring. I’d rather deal with people directly than argue with a council full of stubborn elders.” Hunter smirked, clearly pleased. “See?” he said, spreading his arms. “We’re a team here. That’s why we’re the Four Guardians of Lupenreich. We each have our roles. And as for the throne…” He pointed both thumbs at himself with a cocky grin. “That’s mine.”

"Now, pick a stage name. Something that sounds like the end of the world.” I looked at the silver mesh reflecting the purple light. I thought of the shadows, the secrets. “Vesper” The word felt like a secret on my tongue. “...you?” “Rebel” she grinned, checking her reflection one last time. The announcer’s voice boomed through the speakers, “Tonight, a rare debut. Two angels, fallen from grace. Welcome... Rebel and Vesper.” The crowd erupted and just like that everything became too real. My stomach dropped so violently I nearly folded in half.