Harsh Realm

Chapter One

Hi!
So if you have seen my account before you would know that I made another Black Ops fanfic, but I deleted it. This will follow the same sort of storyline but it shows how they meet. If you have any ideas then feel free to message me because they would be well appreciated.
On to the story..
CatchingNightRavens
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Marlton

Marlton ran for the bunker, the missiles were getting closer. He felt the ground shake underneath his feet as the first missile made impact, and he knew he didn't have much time. A second missile hit the ground, much closer to his location, and he was deafened by the sound of it. Marlton finally reached the bunker and shot inside, hitting his head hard on a wall, and slammed the door shut.
"I'm going to die" He thought to himself, before he fell into unconsciousness.

Marlton slowly opened his eyes. As he lifted his head a throbbing pain in his right temple was made immediate. He slowly sat up and checked his wrist calculator. It displayed the date as the 26th September, so he had been unconscious only for a day. He was not sure of the time, and for whatever reason this annoyed him immensely. Marlton weakly stood up and checked around the bunker. There was a large supply of tinned food, a medical kit, around 7 gallons of water, and 2 five-sevens. He found a rucksack and filled it with all the food and water that would fit. He also took the medical kit and reluctantly picked up the guns. After gaining enough courage, Marlton swung open the doors, and was greeted by a horrifying sight. Bodies, lay all over the ground, in different states of decomposing. And the world surrounding him was absolutely terrifying. Tornados that looked like they were combined with fire circled the remains of Nuketown, a fog surrounded him that was so think he could barley see 2 metres in front of him. For some reason, the fog cleared and he got a better look at his surroundings. Marlton slowly stepped out of the bunker and immediately wished he had stayed inside, he felt as if he was going to vomit. Suddenly a scream alerted him to turn around. What appeared to be a decomposing body was limping towards him. Marlton was puzzled, it's body was rotting, surely it should be dead, but it wasn't. In a blind panic, Marlton took out one of his guns and shot at, whatever it was, that was advancing towards him. However, it seemed uninjured by these shots and continued to stumble closer. Marlton shot at it again, and again, until it finally collapsed on the floor. He sighed a breath of relief and ran towards his Land Rover that was sitting at the edge of Nuketown. Turning the keys, Marlton drove as far and fast as he could away from there, hoping to find at least some sign of human life.