Chapter 1

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The image above is NOT mine! It's from Welcometogravityfeels.tumblr.com and my character is not up there, it's just what everyone generally looks like. She's also the one who created this AU.


Chaos. Chaos everywhere. It's been this way ever since my sister and I were born. I was born September 2nd, 3020, and my sister was born June 28th, 3018, the same year the apocalypse has started. 

I had a quick meal, put my war belt on, and stepped outside. It was the same as any other day; rubble everywhere, people fighting, and people running. Learn to fight, people. It's better to kill than be killed. I sighed, this is why I fight alone, for the most part.

No killing today, unless absolutely necessary. I was running low on supplies. I started looking around, making sure I stayed hidden.


--February 19th, 3026--


"Kids, stay safe. Stay hidden. I need to go get some more food for us. I'll be back soon. I love you two," our mother kissed our heads and left as we hid.

"I hope she's safe out there," Paislee said in a whisper as she turned to me, "She'll be fine, right?"

"You know this better than I do. She'll be fine, don't worry, Paise. I know it. Mom has been fighting for 8 years ever since this started. She'll be able to handle anything that comes her way," I whispered back to my sister. Paise was my nickname for her.

"Pri..." her voice trailed off, "she didn't bring any of her weapons with her..." That worried me a little.

"W-well.... she needed the extra pockets for supplies.... And... you... you know she can defend herself even without any weapons..."

"Pri....." she sighed, "she's getting older. She's already in her 50's. You and I both know she hasn't been doing as well lately as of the past few years..." She said as she looked down. 

I sighed, "I still believe in her, Paise..."

We stayed quiet for about half an hour. We made sure we stayed hidden in an abandoned building and away from the windows. All we ever heard was screaming and guns being shot. But then... we heard something else.... a very, very familiar scream..... We quickly looked out the window and saw that our mother was under attack!

"MOM!" Paislee yelled. She quickly ran out the building. I tried to stop her, but she was too fast. Mom was about to get shot at, but Paislee quickly ran in front of her right as he shot the gun. The bullet hit her right in the chest. The man growled and ran away as I ran outside.

"PAISLEE!!!" I ran to her and picked her up. "No no no no no no!" I sat down and put her head in my lap, stroking her head. "Come on, you can make it! You can't die!" Her eyes were still open and her breathing was extremely shallow.

"Priya...... St...Stay strong.... for me...." tears started streaming out of my face and landing on her, "I... I had to do it....I...If she had died...... who would..... would teach you how to fight...?"

"We could have made it..." Tears streamed out faster, "we could've.... could've taught ourselves.....Oh god, I don't want you do die...."

"I know...." she coughed, "but.... you and I.... we both know you're.... you're the stronger one....you have to stay strong.... for me.....le...learn how to fight...... and never let anyone..... get in your way......"

I sniffed, "I will. I promise I'll stay strong..." I hugged her tightly, "for you..."

"I love you, sis.... and you too, mom...."

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