Tales of the wasteland: Akari

Prologue

Amidst corpses and shot up bodies is a severely injured wolfman. He's crawling, both his knees bleeding profusely from severe bullet wounds. The smell of blood is fresh...and more will be spilt soon.

He's crawling for his pathetic life, terrified of who has massacred his fellow buzzards. He continues to crawl, coughing up blood and blood, when suddenly he hears the footsteps of his soon to be murderer. Terrified, he try's to crawl faster, only for his bone to pop out of his left knee, causing him to scream in agony.

He rolls over onto his back, ready to accept his death. He looks up, now face to face with a coyote. She stares into his eyes with fury and rage. She aims her revolver to his head and pulls the trigger. Skull fragments and brain matter splash onto the surroundings as blood pours from him skull.

Holstering her revolver, the coyote searches the corpses of the buzzards she has killed. Her ears perk up when she hears footsteps. She turns around and sees her son. She sighs and walks up to him, picking him up.

"I told you to wait by the bike." She says.

Her son stays quiet. He takes from his mother a lot, with her being extremely quiet mostly. He just looks up at her with scared eyes.

She just shakes her head and brings him back to her motorcycle.

"Wait here."

She goes back to search the camp of buzzards she's just killed. There's nothing special here, just some ammo and a few cans of food. No water though.

She walks back to her bike and puts the supplies she's found into a large bag wrapped around the back of the bike. After putting her found supplies away, she hops onto the bike and revs the engine. She puts on a makeshift helmet made of bone and other materials. It's made to resemble a motorcycle helmet before the Great War.

She looks back to make sure her son is safely strapped onto the bike. She sees a buckle is loose, and tightens it. After, she turns back around and steps on the bike's pedals. The sound of the engine is loud, making the once quiet atmosphere shift.

As the coyote woman drives, her son looks out at the wasteland he's so used to now. He can't help but feel a little sad. His mother does everything for him, and yet he can't do anything to help her. He knows after his father died she's been hurting. It's visible on her face, albeit his mother try's to hide it.

He speaks. "Mommy...can we...can we talk about daddy?"

His mother is dead silent, continuing to drive onward in the desolate wasteland.

"I...I miss daddy. You two were so happy together." He tears up a little. "I don't want you to be sad mommy. I'm sure papa is still with us. I believe he's in heaven, smiling down at us."

His mother is still dead silent, the only sound coming from the engine of the motorcycle. He decides not to push any further regarding his father. He simply thinks back to when his father was alive.

...

After many hours of driving, the coyote woman finds a somewhat intact building. She stops the bike and gets off. She sees that her son is fast asleep. She looks back to the intact building, where unholstering her revolver. She slowly creeps to the entrance of the building, listening in to see if there's any occupants or creatures inside. She hears nothing. She enters a large opening in the building and scans the inside. It appears this building used to be a store of some sort, given the shelves that used to hold such things. She slowly searches the building, making sure absolutely nothing is here. After going through the entire building, she finds no occupants. However, she does come across a room. It's barred up it seems. She try's pulling off the boards that's bar it. She successfully removes the boards. She slowly opens the door and peeks inside.