Parable rewrite

The Parable through the Pyros

For my writeup, I am writing from the perspective of the pyros. The pyros have been the most interesting characters in Parable of the Sower. Mainly because the pyros aren’t really written about in the book. The pyros have such an interesting concept behind them, which is not fully explained in the book Because of the focus on Lauren and her story. They often are seen throughout the novel, but they are rarely ever talked about outside of the scenes where Lauren is either running away from them or trying to escape them. I am covering the part where the pyros burn down the enclave. I will try to get to the root of what makes the pyros the pyros.  I will also cover what happened to Keith. I will be covering the scene where Keith goes out and leaves the enclave. In the book, it is not known what happened to keith. All we know is that he returns with nothing but his underwear. All of his supplies are gone and so is the key to the enclave. Which is what I am also detailing.  The interesting thing about the pyro attack is that it is never explained how the pyros got into the enclave.  So that is what I am trying to write about. Another interesting part is it is never explained why the pyros attacked the L.A enclave in the first place. I am going to explore the events of  how the pyros got into the enclave and burned it up.  

Today was the day we finally have a source for pyro. Pyro, the one substance that gives life and takes it at the same time. In our neck in the woods we only have one god here: Fire! My fellow pyros and I scavenge for food and pyros out here. We scavenge for poor fools to decide to travel out at night. The ignorant fools who dare to travel at night are just so bad at surviving. Dude, these people come from places where they have pretty much universal resources and knowledge. How are these people so bad at surviving?  We come across a deserted wanderer, his flesh still warm, his heart still beating, his fear newly fresh. Frantically pointing his gun at us, we hide out, looking out for the best time to strike him down. Silence follows, the survivor’s guard has fallen like leaves. He eventually sits, his back leaning on a tree and lights a cigarette, and the fire has begun. One of our members jumps on the man and holds him down. The survivor tries to fight back, then, my buddy jeffery clubs his arm and gets his backpack and gun. We tear through the man’s backpack, we find matches and cigarettes but no pyro. Jeffery holds a knife and starts asking questions. Anticipating answers, but only getting blood and spit.  The survivor doesn’t live after that, and we loot his pockets. We sit down near the body and start to eat his food.  We find some grass in one of his bags and smoke it while watching some other pyros beat down another hunter. “See there’s his problem right there, cokwad has no instincts what so ever.” Jeff rambles on as he smokes the blunt. The survivor is slain as the other pyros loot his corpse. Jackpocket waves to us and shows us the loot that he has acquired. “Hey, any of you ball licking slime sacks want anything?”  We all wave him off as he notices the blunt that we are smoking. He runs over to us. “Alright you cuksky sons of bitches know that we share every element of fire that you find” he yells. “ can you just shut the fuck up and take a hit of this?” I retorted. He nods disapprovingly at us and takes the blunt. He smokes it and starts to cough. “Alright, where is the lighter?” My buddy Anton shows Jackpocket the lighter and hands it to him. Jackpocket hands the blunt to Anton. “See, was that so hard?” “Not so hard that you had to abandon your post?”  Jeff retorts back. “Fuck you, if I find something interesting I ain’t giving you any”. Whatever, Jackpocket goes back to looting a corpse when the faint sound of footsteps enters our ears. A scared young boy. We decide to plan out and to freak him out. Jeff throws a pinecone out to him. It startles the fuck out of him, The boy starts to freak and cocks his gun. “ Who goes there, show yourself you coward?” The boy screams out. We don’t make a sound as the boy slowly starts to lower his guard. We hide behind a tree, I sneak out to try and five star the kid, I screw it up and end up just tackling the kid to the ground. The kid has some fight in him and  kicks at me, I get up and the boy charges at me, but I end up blocking the kid and putting him on the ground. He struggles to get up and I go for the testicles. He’s stunned and the weed starts to hit. Jackpocket comes running over as I start to chuckle and Jeff realizes what's happening. “ What happened, are you ok? What did I tell you about stealth, you could have gotten killed?” I am too busy laughing and I start to get up, I kick the boy again. “Dude, these survivors are god awful, the boy is on the ground for god's sake.” I say as  Jackpocket sighs “ alright, tie him up we can maybe interrogate him.” Everyone comes out of the shadows and trees and gets some rope. We tie him up to a tree, he is knocked out. Jackpocket pulls out some water and splashes it on the kids face, “well, well, well, what’s a lonesome kid doing at this time of night, with such fine equipment too.”  Jeff starts to break down and starts to laugh, and I join in with him. Jackpocket storms off, “ if you don’t get any info out of this kid, you too are done!!” Me and Jeff get up and start to grab some weapons to interrogate this kid with. “ so, you gonna tie me loose or what, cmon let’s have a fair fight” me and jeff look at each other for a second, Jeff approaches the boy “yeah sorry bout that let me just No were not going to fucking let you go you cok wad” jeff shouts at the boy. Jeff swings the baseball bat at the kid but intentionally misses the kid’s head and hits the tree instead.

The kid is scared as I look around this kid’s bag to get any info out of him.  “ so, you gonna tell us your name or what?” the kid looks back at us, “ I ain’t telling you nothing”.  Jeff looks back at me, then back at the kid. “Alright butt sack McGee,  I guess lets just see who you really are.'' Jeff grabs the kid’s backpack and starts to stifle it. “Hey, look at his gun” I go and look at his gun, lightly stained metal, other than that, spotless. I scope out jeff and hand him the weapon. “ let’s see here, oh my we got  a name for this bad boi. Oh ok, Olamina, i'm just gonna assume that that is a last name so how bout we call you buttsackmcgee Olamina how bout that.  I just burst out laughing and Jeff joins me. We both get up and I take the reins on the integration. “Allrighty roo, so where are you traveling from Olamina”  the boy tries to wrestle his way out of the ropes, “ Like I said,  I ain’t tellin you shit.” I put my hands in my head. “Dude jeff is literally going through you your stuff and seeing as you are an arrogant prikwad who really needed more testicles kicks as a child, I really don’t know why.”  The kid tries to scrambles out of the ropes “hey, don’t touch that, I’ll kill you if you touch any of my stuff.” I go for the baseball bat and aim right for his face, but I stop. Right at the point where the bat is touching his nose. Then I go for another kick in the balls. Jeff shows the bag to Me, I find some interesting things, then a metal object falls out of the kids bag. It bounces and shines for a sec before I decide to pick up “ well look at that, a Key, a key to an entire enclave found in Buttsackmcgee’s bag. Dude holy shit man.”  the kid is scrounging out of the ropes. The ropes are coming loose, I do nothing about it because I have a plan. I grab my knife and go to stab the kid and catch him just by the throat. I cut his shirt open and the kid is speechless.  Jeff explores the bag some more and finds a map to an enclave.  I go back to the kid. “ Alright, is your enclave hiding or distributing any pyro?” the kid thinks for a sec and says nothing.  Jeff looks at the map and asks me to take a look. Holy shit, this kid is from LA. the epicenter of where all the pyro in the world is. We have been waiting for months for a map to LA so we can finally get all the pyro we want. This is a huge deal.  I get a Joint for My bag and light it up in celebration. “ ok, how do you have so much useful stuff on you? Like you  have so much valuable stuff on you.” Me and Jeff just burst out laughing. “ Holy hell, this is like the jackpot.” I hand the blunt to Jeff and walk back to the kid. “ K, you are an annoying little whiny bitch, but you have given us so much stuff that we are just keeping. Like we are keeping it no matter what. So you know what, lets party.” I grab my knife from my pocket and cut the kid loose. I keep an eye on him with my knife in case he tries anything fishy. He stands up and Jeff confronts the kid. “ ok here’s what’s gonna happen, we are going to let you go because of all of the stuff you have brought us. But, if you go and attack any one of us, we will beat and kill you, K pumpkin? The kid nods and runs away. Me and Jeff head back to Jackpocket and start to laugh a bit. Jackpocket  sees us coming up the hill “ what did you find?”  we make it up the hill. “We got nothin” I said. Jackpocket puts his head in his hands. “ except for a map, key and guidance to Los Angeles,” me and Jeff put down all  our stuff as Jackpocket checks the map to make sure that it is real and that nothing looks wrong.  “ It's real, a map to LA” Jackpocket says in complete excitement . “Biatch” I shout at jackpocket, Now  he’ll think  twice before he judges me or Jeff again. Days pass by and we have finally reached near LA, all of our pyro and fire weapons are ready to go. We wait until dark to strike, the sun is slowly going down as we prepare for the ultimate euphoric experience. “ brothers, this is it. Now is our time to strike.” Everyone is covered in face paint and ready to roll. Jackpocket gives a rousing speech that gets boring after a while. Jeff gives Jackpocket the key. He puts the key in and it works. That kid really did just have the key to his enclave. People charge out and start to take some pyro. Me and Jeff shoot up some pyro, and it feels great. It feels like nothing ever before. So much fire, so much destruction, it’s so beautiful. I see so many people running out of their houses. So many pyros exploding everything. Jeff comes to me and taps me on the shoulder. “Ever wonder why we wear face paint?” Jeff asks. I shrug and sit down for a second.

A couple things I wish I’d fix was the character development of the pyros and many of the other characters. I wish I gave myself more space to explore what makes the pyros who they are. I could’ve went farther with the relationships with all of the other pyro. I could’ve done some more development on Jackpocket and how he manages his tribe of pyros.