2084-When God Blessed America Again is a gripping story of a man and a woman who grew up under the iron fist of Islamic law in the United States of Islam, formerly known as the United States of America. By sheer force of will and population redistribution, the Islamic faith has now become the controlling force that dominates approximately 80 percent of the world's populations. James and Gwen, the two main characters, are raised in separate parts of the country. Each suffer through horrible family events brought on by the oppressive society, and each has sworn revenge! By totally separate circumstances, they find themselves in Alaska, one of the few areas of the globe that a person can live in "relative" freedom. They eventually find each other in the wilderness along with a group of people who also cherish the idea of freedom. 2084 is filled with intrigue, war, and romance. Not a book for the weak of heart!

2084

When God Blessed America Again!By Rick Chapman

Trafford Publishing

Copyright © 2013 Rick Chapman
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4669-6803-5

Contents

Chapter 1: Looking Back...............................................1Chapter 2: Gwen.......................................................6Chapter 3: James' Selection...........................................9Chapter 4: St Louis...................................................13Chapter 5: The Great Mistake!.........................................20Chapter 6: West Camp..................................................26Chapter 7: The Message................................................31Chapter 8: Soaring!...................................................39Chapter 9: The Plan...................................................42Chapter 10: The Encounter.............................................46Chapter 11: The Reunion...............................................50Chapter 12: Will it be Independence Day?..............................54Chapter 13: The Escape................................................58Chapter 14: Over the Peaks to Alaska..................................63Chapter 15: Alaska! The land of the Free..............................65Chapter 16: Back to the Present.......................................68Chapter 17: The Hookup!...............................................74Chapter 18: The Bossman...............................................78Chapter 19: Gwen......................................................82Chapter 20: Gwen's Story..............................................85Chapter 21: The Devil does exist......................................90Chapter 22: Everyone can find their "Dark Side".......................98Chapter 23: Love Happens Quickly!.....................................102Chapter 24: Friend or Foe.............................................110Chapter 25: Things begin to unfold....................................112Chapter 26: We needed to go!..........................................116Chapter 27: Who are these guys?.......................................120Chapter 28: You're in the Army now!...................................124Chapter 29: The Mission...............................................127Chapter 30: Changing Images...........................................136Chapter 31: Some Good Men!............................................139Chapter 32: Why Gwen?.................................................142Chapter 33: Jodi......................................................148Chapter 34: What dark secret?.........................................152Chapter 35: Headquarters..............................................156Chapter 36: The Decision..............................................161Chapter 37: I Just Can't!.............................................164Chapter 38: I choose to Live!.........................................172Chapter 39: For God and Country and Nothing Else!.....................176Chapter 40: It's War!.................................................179Chapter 41: The Launch!...............................................184Chapter 42: The Valley of Death.......................................190Chapter 43: The Will to Live!.........................................195Chapter 44: The dream!................................................200Chapter 45: The Final Chapter, Reality!...............................202Chapter 46: The Beginning!............................................207

Chapter One

Looking Back

It was nearing sundown as I stood outside the building where I shared one of the rooms with a guy named Ned who for months had barely spoken to me. When he did speak, it was usually a quick yes or no. Most of the time he would just grunt a sound that was barely audible to the human ear. I had given up trying to move our relationship forward realizing that Ned wanted to be left alone. That was fine with me!

The barracks style building was a 200ft by 100ft two story structure painted a navy grey with white trim. The building was in a row of 25 that were exactly alike, each one only distinguishable by black numbers above the main entry doors, numbering from 1000 through 1025.

They fit in perfectly with the drab landscape that surrounded the encampment. Vegetation was sparse around the buildings, consisting of a few bushes and prairie grasses that found suitable soil amongst the numerous rocks and hard clay that made up most of the terrain. Outside of the fenced-in encampment was a very dense pine forest forming a visibly impenetrable wall.

The beautiful snowcapped Rocky Mountain peaks visible above the pines made a majestic sight. Upon arrival at the camp the mountain peaks captured your attention, eventually becoming customary to one's eyes, until no attention was consciously paid.

I drew in some smoke from my cigarette, exhaled it along with my breath that turned to smoky water vapor in the cold Alaskan air. I watched as the swirling winds dissipated the cloud almost immediately.

My name is James Thompson. I am a NON, which means I'm one of a few million people on the planet who have not embraced the Islamic Philosophy.

I have been in Camp Clinton, a living area for the Alaskan oil pipeline workers for six months. The year is 2084.

As I leaned against the corner of the building I began to recall the long journey that brought me to Alaska! At times like this I wonder about the sacrifices I have made in order to gain what I considered to be freedom. Had I walked away from a relatively comfortable life as part of the Society that ruled most of the world and controlled most of the inhabitant's thoughts and actions to come to this God forsaken place for the sake of Freedom? My answer always comes back,—yes I did!

I had some time before my next shift at the pumping station, so my mind began to wander back to my journey. I began to recall how I grew up in the "Society", followed by how I was re-educated to the "enlightenment". Finally, how I had made my escape!

Growing up through the mid part of the century in Illinois was what I considered normal. I had two loving parents and a sister who was two year's my senior.

We lived in a housing development on the outskirts of Chicago, reserved for people who worked at a huge bakery.

My father and mother would go to work at 6PM and return at 6AM every morning. My sister and I would be cared for by our live-in Nanny named Bachna. Bachna would get us up for school, feed us, make sure we were clean and then walk us to the local public educational institution.

Each day was the same as the day before. We would arrive at school and begin the daily routine. The first class of the morning was history. We were taught how the "Evil Satan" had tried to control the entire world throughout the 20th century, eventually to be over-come by the Good Savior sent to us from the Middle East.

How corruption and greed was the Satan's way of life. How, against the True Gods teachings, homosexual relations were allowed, pornography was promoted and women were depicted as sexual objects whose sole purpose was to please men's lusty appetites.

The second period of the day was Prayer. We would position ourselves on the floor in a submissive posture and recite the prayers we had been forced to memorize. We were told that this would cleanse our souls, bringing us closer to the True God. Hundreds of children were in the prayer position at any given time.

My friend Samuel would try to get next to me. He and I would mumble the Prayers, but mostly we would quietly whisper to each other about...