The boat was tipping as the storm rattled its interior. Every crash of the wave rocked the floor from left to right while Mike’s mind was trying to keep sharp writing his novel. He seemed to carelessly write down words with each flash of lightning. The boat was rocking faster and faster with each lightning strike and the flow of the pen was moving faster as Mike’s novel was coming to life. But then, there was a sudden pause in his writing. His thoughts wandered off to the woman he met on that crew ship. She had thick black hair and red lipstick. She worked hard during the day, and it made Mike really excited. She’d walked past him in the hallway while she smiled and waved at him. With a bright smirk he’d wave back. That sparked an idea in his head, but then all of the sudden, he heard a loud crash. “Lightning has struck the boat’s interior, Evacuate immediately!” announced the captain. Not knowing what to, Mike rushed to the deck and tried to save as many people as he could, but right as he was about to save himself he sees the women of his dreams. He holds onto his book and tells her to jump, saying he will jump over after her. She jumps along with others. Grabbing the life vests off the boat, he jumps in and they row away from the storm. After hours of rowing, they lie down on the raft and let the wind carry them away. They try searching for any signs of rescue, but no one was out braving these conditions except for them. Everything faded to black...
Mike woke up on lots of sand that he annoyingly had to dust off his body. He lifted his head and the sun burned into his eyes. Everything was white as he slowly got up, aimless doing it without any vision, the white turned into blue and he could suddenly see. There’s sand for miles on end and a small tree to the left and greenery about 8 miles in. He spots the same women that he admired on the boat and other people that he had seen on the boat seeing that he was awake they flooded around Mike. “Well shit guys, what are we gonna do.” asked one of the guys.
“I don’t know. We have no way of getting rescue here. What are we gonna make out of this.” replied the women.
“A new society.” answered Mike. He looked into the women's eyes and looked deep. “This is where a new society is born.” That’s when he presses up against her right bosom. That one bosom press, (as Stewie Griffin would call it), changed the island’s fate forever
30 years later…
The sun rose in sunny Neklandia today. Business was going about as usual on the island. King Mike watched as shipments of oil were being escorted away and being sold to the American market. Neklandia worked in close contact with the business people of America, but never the government directly. Every operation was discrete and sly. However, the country was rich. After the developed of their society rapidly progressed with the population, there have been many positives to happen to this island. For starters, when an islander struck oil, he sold it out to the government and made millions off of his oil plot. That person was a man by the name of Ramshutu.
Ramshutu was all about business and nothing but business. His successful oil company made him millions, selling precious oil to the government in exchange for money and expensive luxuries. He owned the biggest house in Neklandia and drove a Lamborghini Aventador down the recently developed highway. His cool shades were down and he zoomed down the highway.
Ramshutu pulled up to a gas station that he owned and decided to fuel up his nice Lamborghini. A mob of people started to pile up looking at him when one child came up to him and gave a loud shriek that made Ramshutu almost jump out of his seat. “OMG RAMSHUTU, I WANT TO BE LIKE YOU.” said the kid.
“Wow, thanks. I’m so glad are youth is looking at our future and building up our economy.” replied Ramshutu
“Can you sign my basketball?” asked the kid.
“Sure thing little man. What’s your name?” said Ramshutu in a delighted demeanor.
“Speedrace.” stuttered the child
“One day kid, you will be just as great as me.” Ramshutu told the child. Speed stared into the eyes of Ramshutu and motivation flooded the young Speed’s eyes.