𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵?
....𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳. 𝘈𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴. 𝘓𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴.... 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥, 𝘦𝘹𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘶𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘮𝘣 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘛𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.
A small noise like a shuffle sounded .... the door to the outpost opened and you were let in inside your yellow hazmat suits. A loud sound coming from the vent released a white spray cleaning us of the radioactive fall out. Our suits taken off once everyone had been cleaned and we continued into the next room. We had already met Ms. Mead as she was escorting us alongside one other worker. Then we met her,
"I'm Ms. Wilhemina Venable, welcome to outpost 3"
Switching escorts we followed Ms. Venable to the heart of the underground layer where we were acquainted with the rest of the people.
the house was split into three groups; the people in charge, the purples, and the greys. "Ms.(Y/L/N), You are a purple, in other words you are a royal. The greys are the ones who tidy and serve dinner as-well as follow your own personal demands."
"Why is it different for the greys?" You asked biting your lip regretting it instantly.
Ms. Venable turned to you "Because.." she said sternly "...the greys are workers, HARD workers and they worked to be here so they appreciate the spot"
"What about the royals? Why are we so special?" I said out of curiosity because of her answer
𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘪 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘪 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴? 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?
"You are here because there is something in your blood that we need that is why you are special. however, Ms.(Y/L/N), some just happened to have enough money to pay their way in" she gave you a look, almost as if to ask if that answered your questions before swiftly moving on.
She repeated the house rules to me and the other purples and some of the new greys... no relationships, no intimacy, in bed by nine o'clock and never miss curfew or you'll be punished!, obey all the rules, violence isn't tolerated. Etc.
Soon I was acquainted properly with all of the greys and purples as dinner time slowly crept around the corner. a small translucent cube that apparently has all the nutrients you need was presented in front of you as Ms. Venable sat down followed by the rest of the purples and myself.
We are not allowed to eat until we are told we can and at first the cube didn't seem so bad. But to be fair we were all pretty hungry. With every small bite it contined to worsen as the rubbery mush slid down your throat almost making you feel sick. Venable's gaze pierced my eyes as she watched to make sure I ate as-well as the others.
Dinner passed and we were excused with a few hours to spare before the chiming bell of curfew so I thought best to head to the library, non fiction or fiction I just love books and a copy of private peaceful by Micheal Morpurgo just happened to catch your eye whilst you were scanning the room for books. You remember this book from school how you and your friend cried at the death of Tommo's brother.
I sat down to read and became quite drowsy when a few hard taps sounded behind you as if you were falling into a trance.
"Ms.(Y/L/N)! It's past curfew!"
You slowly turned around dreading the thought of who was behind you... turns out it was just coco playing a joke it had only been an hour I was just tired from the journey.
"Not funny!" I scolded but felt quite relieved to know that it was just her and not Ms.Venable.
"I found that quite amusing actually" coco laughed in my still frozen face and I couldn't deny that it was quite hilarious. Coco was among the nicer bunch of the purples as spoiled as she was, I liked her she was a new friend. A new chapter to my book.
Malory, a grey, smiled and told us that it was almost curfew and we should head of now if we didn't want to be late. I said goodnight to coco and Malory and a few others along the way.
As I went to my room I slipped into a soft silk nightgown in the colour lilac purple of course and lay down on the soft bed. I looked at the time and it was 9.05 but I wasn't exactly tired so I picked a book I had brought with me from home this time it was a different Michael Morpurgo book called alone on a wide wide sea. Ever since I was a child I loved that book and always kept it closed no matter what.
By the time I finished reading the first few chapters Ms. Mead had already come to check I was in bed and I was growing More and more sleepless by the moment so decided that I should ask for something to drink and maybe some medication to help when I heard Ms. Venable's cane clanging on the hard wood and it stopped outside my door. I wanted to investigate but nor did I want to startle her either.
(Y/N)- your name
(Y/L/N)- your last name
𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 (𝘠/𝘕)'𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘦.
𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚊𝚝𝚖 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚕. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 (𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜!) 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚘. 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠 :)
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Wilhemina venable- never felt (𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)
FanficTW- trigger warnings are presented at the start of each chapter for those who may find some scenes difficult. As you come to and find yourself in outpost three there is a woman stern as can be her name? Wilhemina venable... She eyes you up and down...
