Fiction
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Hippolyta and Hektor
Viviana Potocnik
It had been three years. Three years since the government was overthrown. Three years since the United States was renamed the United Women's Republic. Three years since the Amazons, an exclusively female army, overthrew the government and military. Three years after the Amazons placed their queen, Hippolyta, as the supreme ruler and commander in chief of the army.
Hippolyta was a nightmare of a ruler. She made sure that everyone knew their place in her new society. Once she became queen, girls were placed in military academies and women were trained to become warriors. Hippolyta had all of the boys sent off to an enclosed camp in New York. While in camp, life was pretty boring for men. Well, not all men. Men ages twenty to forty were escorted to the capital cities of each state and brought to women of the same age to produce daughters once a month. With this method, Hippolyta hoped that her new country would never run out of female warriors.
One day, Hippolyta woke up and found herself wanting a daughter of her own to train. She had the strongest man in the encampment brought to her chambers. Hippolyta wanted her daughter to have the best possible genetic lineup. This man was indeed striking. He had golden eyes that glistened like sand reflecting in the bright sun. Hippolyta had never seen eyes so rare and beautiful. However, Hippolyta did not have the daughter that she had so hoped for. Hippolyta gave birth to a boy. When her midwives realized this, they crafted a plan out of panic. For they did not want their precious society to change because of a male heir. So Hippolyta was told that her child had died during birth.
Seventeen years later, a boy named Hektor was plotting. He was plotting with several other teen boys in the encampment to revolt against Hippolyta. Hektor had an amazing plan. His plan was to wait until the older men in the encampment were escorted into the capitals and then Hektor and a few other boys would sneak out to join in the line of men. Once outside the camp, Hektor and his rallied army would overpower the Amazon women guards escorting them. The guards would have been tired and not expecting any trouble. The element of surprise paired with the boys self-taught, urban warfare did not give the warrior women a chance for success against their rebellion. Hektor's plan prevailed. When Hippolyta learned of the uprising, there was no one to stop her fury.
By the time Hippolyta arrived on the battlefield, the fighting had almost entirely ceased. The small band of teen boys were no match for the warrior women sworn to Hippolyta. So as the chaos subsided, Hippolyta wanted to make an impact on the conflict. She grabbed her golden dagger and stabbed it into the back of one of the only boys left. And as the boy turned around, she saw them. The beautiful golden eyes once belonged to her thought-dead child.
This was an entry for a writing contest held in conjunction with Center for Fiction and The Decameron Project
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