The Rise of the Native Empire

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    The world had ended in a blaze of fire and destruction. The once-great cities of North America's eastern and western seabords lay in ruins, ravaged by nuclear bombs. Electricity was a distant memory, and the rule of law had given way to chaos and anarchy.
    With no electricity to brighten the darkened skies, the world became a stark and desolate place where survival meant resorting to the most primal instincts.


    In the small town of Lander, Wyoming, a full-blooded Arapaho man named Nick Lone Wolf, a former US soldier, had lost everything. Nick's world shattered when a group of white supremacists attacked his family. His wife and daughter had been brutally raped and killed. But his son, Ike, had survived.

    The flames of vengeance ignited in Nick's heart. Consumed by grief and rage, Nick Lone Wolf vowed to take revenge on the men who had destroyed his family. He rallied the Arapaho and Shoshone tribes of the Wind River Reservation, and together, they launched a brutal attack on the white supremacist group. The battle was fierce and merciless, but in the end, the Native Americans emerged victorious.

    The white supremacists were annihilated, and the Arapaho and Shoshone tribes forced the remaining white survivalist groups out of northern Wyoming. But the fighting didn't stop there. The white survivalist groups regrouped in western Nebraska, forming an alliance known as the White Community.

    Meanwhile, a powerful white supremacist alliance was formed in South Dakota, forcing the Lakota tribe out of their ancestral lands. Thousands of Lakota refugees fled to northern Wyoming, seeking shelter with the Arapaho and Shoshone tribes. Nick Lone Wolf, now a leader among his people, welcomed the Lakota and formed an alliance with them.

    Over time, Nick Lone Wolf's alliance expanded to include the Blackfeet, Flathead, Crow, and Cheyenne tribes of Montana. Together, they conquered most of Montana, driving out the remaining whites and establishing a Native American empire. The alliance was ruthless in its dealings with outsiders, accepting only Asian Americans and Latin Americans, who were assimilated into the tribes, but rejected whites and blacks – the latter due to the devastating actions of former urban gangs from Chicago.

    For ten years, the Native Alliance fought against various white motorcycle gangs, white survivalist groups, and small black and Latin city gangs that had spilled out of the ruined cities into the plains. The Natives were victorious in every battle, but the world was becoming increasingly barbaric. Motorcycle gangs had devolved into horsemen gangs, and gasoline had gone bad after only three years. Diesel fuel had lasted a little longer, but eventually, it too became unusable. As gasoline reserves dwindled and technology became a relic of the past, the world regressed into a state of primal savagery, where only the strong and ruthless could hope to endure. The motorcycle gangs that once roamed the highways now galloped on horses across the plains, their war cries echoing through the barren landscape.

    As the years passed, the Native Alliance faced its greatest challenge yet. The White Community, formed by the white supremacist groups that had been chased out of Wyoming, had allied themselves with a cannibalistic horsemen gang known as the Vipers. The Vipers, originally a motorcycle gang from Indiana, had roamed the Midwest, pillaging, raping, and enslaving people for over a decade.

    The Vipers, led by their ruthless leader, Dirty Smith, joined forces with the White Community and launched a brutal attack on the Native Alliance. The Natives fought hard, but they began to lose battles. It seemed as though their empire was on the brink of collapse.

    Just when all hope seemed lost, a messenger arrived from eastern Nebraska, bearing news of a smaller Native American alliance consisting of the Omaha, Winnebago, and Santee tribes. They wished to join the Great Native Alliance and fight against their common enemies.

    Together, the combined forces of the Native Alliance and the Omaha/Winnebago/Santee alliance launched a devastating attack on the White Community and the Vipers. The battle was fierce, but in the end, the Natives emerged victorious. The White Community was annihilated, and the Vipers were exterminated. Ike Lone Wolf, Nick's son, personally killed and scalped Dirty Smith, avenging the many atrocities committed by the Vipers.

    The Native Alliance had conquered Nebraska, and for the next eight years, they enjoyed a period of relative peace. They still had skirmishes with small horsemen gangs and white survivalist groups on the borders of their empire, but they were always victorious.

    But a new threat was emerging from the east. A nomadic tribe of African Americans, consisting of united black street gangs from Detroit, Michigan, had arrived on the Native Empire's eastern border. Led by their leader, Supreme Keith, they demanded to settle in central Nebraska, but the Natives refused.

    The two sides clashed in a massive battle, and the African American tribe suffered heavy losses, including the death of Supreme Keith. But the Natives also suffered a devastating blow: Nick Lone Wolf, the founder of the Great Native Empire, was mortally wounded. He died a month later, surrounded by his people.

    Ike Lone Wolf, now the leader of the Great Native Alliance, was consumed by grief and anger. He ordered the slaughter of all the women and children of the African American tribe who were being held captive by the Natives. It was a brutal act, one that would haunt the Natives for generations to come.

    Ike Lone Wolf was more ruthless than his father, and his reign would be marked by bloodshed and conquest. The Native Empire would continue to thrive, but at what cost? The world was still a barbaric and unforgiving place, and the Natives would have to fight to survive in a world gone mad.
     
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    Well done and prophetic IMO. Plenty of medical / industrial / personal / societal advances have been made. However , under the right circumstances our savagery / brutality concomitant with our will to live by any means necessary remains constant.
     
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    Thanks & qvite true. That we aint all that civilized as we may think we are.
     
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    Thanks for your support. To make things clear I am not using an apocalypse as a paper for a race-war.
    I want my story to be extremely realistic, A realistic post-apocalyptic society could be incredibly racist , once humans devolve into isolated pockets of feuding tribes. My story is realistic. Personally i think that in the post apocalyptic world racial identity would become a greater issue because tribalism and factions would develop in the absence of a centralising government, and racial tribes would certainly develop.

    Minority communities would probably form factions. Tension among all factions would be inevitable because of the scarcity of resources in a realistic post-apocalyptic setting, and if a whole faction is based around a race , primitive tribalistic racism would probably get really bad.
     
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    Agreed. The divisions manifested today ( as per usual human history) would be exacerbated under the severe pressures of staying alive during let's say--a worldwide war--a world with no electricity--a catastrophic loss of bees--no bees--no agriculture--or extreme heat driving millions north causing--well--we can imagine that. The idea kinda reminds me of that famous picture of humans starting out as babies, depictions of them as they mature and eventually as old age hits--become as babies again. Only the picture in my mind begins with primitive humans that had only rocks and clubs to wreak havoc on others and progresses through bow and arrows and all the other forms of murder humans have devised--until the last would be rocks and clubs again.Not an original idea of mine, but perhaps apt.

    For the record, I can't think of ANY method that humans have invented to murder fellow humans ---that has NOT been used--and IMO--will most assuredly be used again! When I think about the HUGE picture---humanity, particularly those of a certain type, that is--- those that "require " certain powers and domain over any and all humans ( and have no will to ever see that the earth could be a paradise for all sentient beings. ) (IMO) Those types have no compunction regarding methods Oh well--la de da. Sorry to ramble---Joel:D
     
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    Most of us are just extras in life anyway. Not much money, not much power, definitely cannon fodder when the 'big boys " find a need for such, extremely subject to buying plastic shit that no one in their right mind needs, which continues as a life-long habit, thereby helping to deplete any and all earthly resources. Our system of government was / is a grand idea. For the people / by the people / of the people --worked for a while. However, paired with our runaway capitalistic system that is presently pricing citizens out of everything from home ownership to even basic commodities and is exacerbated by current legislators that could not care less about the struggles of the working class / average citizen--as long as they get theirs---no wonder society is collapsing!:cool:Trump is a perfect sign of the times. No honor. No honesty. Operates on a childish level. No scruples. No shame. Childish antics ACCEPTED BY MILLIONS! Pogo was right--"we have met the enemy and he is us"!!
     
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