The wars were so long ago, nobody even remembers. Darkness and fear ruled until the time of the barons, seven men and women who forged order out of chaos. People flocked to them for protection. That protection became servitude. They banished guns and trained armies of lethal fighters they called Clippers. This world is built on blood. Nobody is innocent here. Welcome to the Badlands.
We are fighting for a world where girls don’t get dragged into dark rooms and have their innocence torn from them. But that world comes at a price.
If we can no longer separate the innocent from the guilty, everything that happened to us, all of our suffering, is meaningless.
The night Naz was arrested, he lost a lot. He lost his freedom to return home to his family, to his school, to his night job that helps pay for that school. But what he didn’t lose, and what none of us can lose, were his Constitutional rights to an attorney, to a fair and impartial trial by you, his peers, and to the presumption of his innocence beyond a reasonable doubt.
Man, these dudes in here, upstate, places I’ve been… I mean, whether they in here for selling drugs or murder, they all got one thing in common. You ask them, every last one say they innocent. But they all got that stink about them, every moron to millionaire, that lying stink. But you? You smell like innocence. You are the real deal, Naz. That makes you one of a kind.