Doom after world war three

Chapter 8: Scouting

They came up to us and one guy with scales and spikes all over him spoke up.

"We heard about your camp and training area." He said. "We wanted to join in."

We all looked at each other and shrugged.

"Why not?" I asked.

After a few months we were training hundreds of people with mutant powers. They help us with keeping the camp safe and we helped them to train their powers.

A year later, when things were going great, the government was getting things together and there started to be money and live stock. There were still a few camps that stay hidden from the maps so that they don't get taxed. We were one of those camps. We lived long enough without them. I think we can survive longer.

Me, Marissa, and Lucas went on a scouting trip to make sure no one was near and to find new lands. Things have change in the world, a lot. I mean aliens, zombies, mutants, and who knows what?

We were setting up camp after a few hours and saw something in the distance. I blasted a fire ball to see better. What a great idea that was. I hit the thing and it turned towards us. It started to charge like a bull. As it got closer, I saw that it looked more like a human/bull/rhino. In a couple of seconds it was right in my face glaring. It's breath really stunk.

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Have fun with the cliff hanger and sorry about taking so long over the summer I had a hard time with things and it just slipped my mind.

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