south of the Red Queen’s. The Blue King also happens to be the Red Queen’sbiggest enemy. Their vision for their people is very different; but they do have somecommonalities. He has painters of his own.“Doesn’t this scare you?” one of the painters asks the other.“I mean, one of the Queen’s Painters was here. Who knows how long ago?”he adds.“No, now shut up and add more paint. If we finish this tonight we can headhome.”As he turns to see his friend, he realizes he was no longer there.“Hey, I was kidding,” he said as he places his roller against the wall, “Quitplaying around.”He circles over to one side of the building and notices his friend’s fallen rollerlying in a thick puddle of blue paint.“Nick… this isn’t funny,” the scared painter said. The Painter stood right behind him. He was genetically altered to be fasterand stronger and the scared blue painter never saw him coming.Up on the hill Marcus was fumbling with the gasoline containers. He is notvery strong and happened to spill gas all over the floor and onto himself. As the firstcontainer lightens, he eventually gets the nozzle up to gas tank. He has three moreto go.He leans against the truck and remembers when they came and took hisfather. He was taken six months ago. They came in a large red bus armed withswords and threats collecting the strongest men. Those who refused to go died. Those who obeyed were rounded up and were brought to The Capital.He misses his father more than anything. He wants his father back, he wantshis family back. He wants the wars to stop. He wants…His thoughts were broken by the sound of a scream. There are people downthere. It could not have been The Painter that screamed. He could not even managea grunt. The scream came from the third victim of The Painter. He crept up on onewhile he grabbed more paint from their truck. This time The Painter was not fast enough to stop his victim from screaming. There are two more painters. They were painting houses on the far side of the town.