The year is 3058. Humanity has come a long way in both the medical and technological fields. We could cure any disease or injuries. We no longer need to use fossil fuels to fuel our society because we found a way to mass produce green energy. The environment has been able to thrive because of this. However, this may have been our downfall. 10 years ago, an alien race we call the Destroyers came to earth and they brought with them a giant asteroid like thing that was the size of our moon that caused the elements to become all out of wack. Making earth almost completely uninhabitable for humanity. 93% of earth's population died within 24 hours. The remaining 7% of us live in metal shacks about the size of a middle school classroom. These shacks are in groups of 23 spread out across the remaining land we have on earth. There are 3 people, 3 beds, 1 bathroom and one kitchen per shack. The only source of entertainment we have are the books on our bookshelf. It has 5 shelves, 12 books on each shelf.
I was 6 years old when it happened. I was the only one in my family to have survived so I was put in a shack with two other girls my age. One's name was Airus; she has beautiful chestnut brown hair and has blueish-green eyes. She spends most of her time with her nose in a book she is reading for the thousandth time. The other one is Aurelia; she has beautiful golden blond hair and deep blue eyes like the ocean. She spends most of her time drawing. Even though we live together we rarely talk to each other, but we trust each other like sisters. Besides, I like the company of my own thoughts, and I think we all like it better this way too. Most people don't leave the shacks except for the occasional group meeting because it's too dangerous. It was a peaceful life. We thought we could live this way forever. We were naive to believe we could ever live in peace with them still on our planet. Naïve to believe they wouldn't attack us so long as we left them alone.
Well....... They attacked us. Large fire balls rained down on us. They were the size of cannon balls. Despite the metal our shacks were made of they were quickly destroyed. Soon after, a sound like a gun was fired. I assumed it was a gun made by them. They were firing at the cluster of destroyed shacks. The smell of blood was heavy in the air and soon came the smell of burning flesh. My eyes dart around looking for my roommates. I spotted Airus under two sheets of metal with Aurelia standing over her. I soon realized she was stuck under the metal. I heard footsteps stomping towards us. I jumped into action, I quickly helped Airus get out from under the two metal pieces, and we started running. We ran faster than we ever had. We wanted to get as far away as possible. As far away from the fire, from the smell of blood.
Night has fallen by now, and we found a cave. We were hesitant to enter since it could crush us at any moment. However, the sound of a patrol tank combined with the fact that we had no daylight left, we decided to stay in the cave. I grabbed some branches from the mouth of the cave so we could start a small fire. We started it at the back of the cave so that no one outside could see the light, but we could use it to see our surroundings.
We sat there in silence for a couple of hours before Airus said something,
"Do you think anyone else made it out of there?" Her voice was quiet and timid as if she spoke too loudly the cave would decide to crush us right then and there. Although I was surprised it hadn't already, even though we were young we all remember what happened that day. The day the elements plunged into chaos. My thoughts started to wander to my memories of that day until I was snapped back to reality by Aurelia's voice,
"I didn't see anyone else when we left," her voice was just as quiet as Airus's when she replied, but also sounded gentle and compassionate, "but I'm sure some of the others made it out, we can't be the only ones."
"Regardless, we need to find somewhere safer to stay and find a way to survive on our own," I finally decided to say, trying not to let myself consider the possibility that we may have been the only ones to have survived.
