When the Wind Whistles (Felix x Reader)

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(A/N: hellloooo, just wanted to let you guys know this Fic isn't a Y/N, just pretend you are Ashlyn,also the story contains the following TW
Blood/gore
Heartbreak
Death
War/Gangs(obviously)
Pain
Cursing
Semi romantic content
Know this isn't gonna be a lovey dovey fic
The cover is self explanatory for what's to come..

(also to whoever made the original art for that cover , ABSOLUTELY STUNNING! but I found the cover on Pinterest)

Also apologies for Typos and shit grammar lmao

Also long and short chapters

You have been warned. Ily y'all and thank you for checking this fic out !!)

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I walk through the empty streets…ashes burning my eyes as I take in deep breaths of the floating debris and probably chemicals in the air.The wind blew through my long brown hair as a gazed at the destroyed landscape…..

Why?

Why did mankind do this to itself…?

I sit down on the grey cement ruins of some old church that was on the hill. This is South Korea …..3024.Years ago all of the worlds greatest leaders, North America,Asia , Australia.. EVERYONE, turned against each other in World War Three.Riots killed thousand of people day all over the world.Death by bombs and nuclear war erupted and killed so many innocent lives….it was what a true nightmare was made of. And to this day nothing has changed.We are the aftermath pretty much. Gangs rise and fill the destroyed streets. No new leaders took over….but some people have tried to join peacefully together and rebuild cities but were killed by those that wanted the blood bath.Man kind really lost itself because of the war and we became ruthless.So the world has been in ruin ever since.

I stare at the bleak landscape…it's hard to believe the worlds population was once 6 something billion people, now no one knows but there aren't nearly half as much…but it's slowly rising,however crime is just to strong and no woman or men want to have interactions because they are always fearing about being murdered by another gang. Me? Well I'm a loner , and there are a lot of loners. We just take what we need to survive. As surprising as it is some stores weren't damaged from all that time ago so you can sneak in and get clothes if a gang doesn't already live in it. It's a sick twisted world , but we just yave to overcome it,or in other words, quit complaining,shut the fuck up and deal with it.

“Uhhhhhh..” I groan as I lean back in the grass and stare at the grey sky…I could almost feel a small sense of peace in my mind….beeeefore I hear gunshots in the distance.I quickly jump to my feet and stay low watching where it was coming from. Some woman screamed along with another male and a few more. 

Just a normal day…

I sigh and slowly get down from the hill and maneuver through the city’s broken buildings toward the shootings , like those really old films that had dumb blondes in them. I stare through a surprisingly not shattered window and I see a dead woman about fifty ish and a younger male not too far from her. His head was completely blown apart which made me look away..

Gross ..

I had a small gun of my own, of course after the rampage from 100 years ago guns were very where, even if they were originally illegal in that county..

One bright side I guess so we can protect ourselves..

I keep my gun close to my chest as I stay crouched watching and listening…it sounded like there was arguing coming from a higher level of the same building but I stayed where I was. 

My eyes shoot open once I hear a man scream in pain as a gunshot fired and a loud thump followed..and a bunch of yelling..someone yelling a name…

Who the hell is that ? I've kept track of gangs around here , these guys must be new…I wonder who they are killing or trying to kill..