Here is the very first sneak peek into the upcoming “Unified” teaser comic, “Power of Ten”.
These are our good guys. They will change until the first pages are published, but for now, you get a rough idea of the team. I will update this post as they get more defined.
This is a diverse group of men and women, roughly from late twenties to early forties, ranging all kind of complementing skills. What unites them is a desire to do more than just survive in a world where the human race is quickly dying from an adversary that is so much stronger that most people do not see any place for hope anymore.
Fighting their way up cold, steep slopes in snow up to their knees. Praying for the top to be close.
The wind tried countless times to punish them and send them back down. The mountain tried to swallow some of them eight times. Three ledges gave way and attempted to send them crashing into sharp rocks down below.
Nature seemed to warn them repeatedly how much inadvisable it was for them to go up there.
His presentation was over. James quietly walked to his seat satisfied.
On the way, he exchanged an exploding fist bump with Clive.
Bob, one row down, gave him a high five. Little J, two rows down, just pointed
a congratulatory index finger.
Mrs Thompson, the middle-aged teacher watched them from her seat in the corner of the class. Before today, she was quite sure she had seen everything that could occur in classroom. She couldn’t hide her surprise.
“See? And there they are.” Larry claimed as he leaned against the window frame, pointing at how right he always was.
Five silent figures in the dark surveyed the front yard, eagerly stalking a man and a woman that walked off a black SUV parked outside the wide open gate. They looked young. A thin curtain of rain softened the view.
Benny and Vinny stood in the back, quiet. Low level grunts, they had no say in anything. What did they had to gain here today? Nothing. Their minds were spinning the upcoming events, weighing options, sweating.
Most cultures in the modern world celebrate the individual. We are conditioning ourselves to be proud of our differences, our uniqueness. We teach it to our kids. Everyone everywhere wants to be a “leader”, the one that stands out, the one everybody worships and praises, the famous one on TV. The star.
As a result, nothing we humans do together feels right. There’s always something off with it. Have you ever looked at teams in sports, at work, anywhere?