LET THERE BE PEACE

8

PR22 POV:

I sit down in one of the corners of the cramped bunker. The  constant chatter of these people make my head ache and give me violent urges. The freezing cold is slowly numbing my body to the point I consider bashing my head against the concrete walls to even feel something. I look up to see Blotfixt, the totally crazy guy walk towards me.

"Where are you from?" He asks me

"That is actually none of your buisness"

He slams me into the wall. "Oh, I'll make it my buisness" Huh?? What do you mean 'make it your buisness'?? This guys both insane AND stupid too?

"I don't know." I spit out

He lets go of me, and gives me a somewhat sympathetic look mixed with disgust, envy, and pity.
"How'd you get your name?"

"Oh, so my names a problem now too? Can I not survive without being questioned about every small detail about me?"

He lets out a sigh and talks in a low voice, which from the way he has been talking to others, his very demeanor towards me for the past minute is very unlike him

"I worked for the MAN!!!- Who is destroying our earth and probably everything as we know it. I also know that you came from his little own hidden civilization. What. Are. You. Doing. Here."

"I escaped that hellhole because I didn't want to die early."
He stops talking, as if he has no arguments left, then walks away. What a loser.

Blotfixt POV:

Gosh, my head really hurts. I'm constantly dizzy and I'm thinking what others would call irrational. I sit down next to the others and give a smile, then listen to them talk. Rax taps my shoulder.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Yep!! Fine as EVER!!"

"Great to know.. So, what was with that kid?" They point to PR22, who's sitting in the corner, basically curled up. He disgusts me, I don't know why. He reminds me of.. things. Painful memories my mind was erased and replaced with unpredictable, messed up junk. I don't like him.

"HahHAHA!! OH, nothing much! Just wanted to check up on him!!"

"Cool, cool. Just getting a bit concerned. I shouldn't be, we all feel the same, except for Leo. We should focus on ourselves."
They are always right. Like, right now!! Rax helps alot. They're a healthy distraction, like, they even distracted me from Todd and he just stopped talking to me all of a sudden! They're like magic!

I rest my head against the concrete wall. I start to focus on the conversation I was previously in before confronting that pee arr 20 something guy.
"No, but seriously, how did you guys find this place? I actually thought I hid it.. pretty well :(" Westerson continues.

"Me and Blotfixt were on a walk, and when we were running from those.. I don't know what to call them, they aren't even people.. and we saw a trail of ash leading right here."

"After they took my dad, I saw a man walking this way, so I followed him in!!" Theo joyfully exclaims. (The man was Todd).

"I was walking through the forest and I tripped over something metal. I lost my pack of cigarettes because of you stupid bastards. Why would you even build a bunker where nobody could see it?" Todd yells.

"HEY!! Well, if you must know, my ancestors built this a few decades ago and they put it in this area because it was meant for themselves." Westerson snaps at him.

"Well your ancestors are stupid."

"YOUR FACE IS STUPID!"

Todd rolls his eyes and goes back to what he was doing.
"I'm hungry."

"Of course you are." Rax mutters.

"WHAT did you just say about me?"

"That your fucking fat."