lol this is short
\/the overview i'm lazy sorry
The world has fallen through pollution and smoke. Everyone, or at least, most everyone decided as a live or die world-survival of the fittest. Of course, there are the people in the government "watching" out for us, but they only care for themselves. I'm sure this is just an average story. Doesn't matter, to most. I'm just telling it as a way to...leave a mark on the world.
the characters \/
Camille (guy) and Sylph
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Heart pounding, fear turning into ice. The rush of blood went straight to my head as I charged toward the girl, the leap and suddenly-
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Bam.
Dead in one shot. I guess I shouldn't have killed him, but, hey. He was charging at me like a madman. Maybe he was stoned off bath salts, or something, but he definitely wasn't right in the head. Idiots these days, just asking for death. I mean, it doesn't matter either way, to me at least.
"Ah, hell. I'm talking to myself again."
I lean back and stare at the smoke, the gray powder spiraling through the air. Damn. No clean air around here. Guess I might need my mask.
"Hey, hey, Syl-"
I jump away, shocked. That kid's still alive? I turn back, and my eyes widen, expecting the worst.
"Ah-YARRGH. Don't f***ing scare me, Cam."
Stupid Cam. Always looking for a chance to catch me, dammit.
"Okay, Cam, you win this time. Next time I'll knife you, though." I snicker and pull out my knife, rusty with age, slightly chipping. Some protection I have. At least I'm safe against idiots like Cam.
He laughs, but looks around, eyeing the smoke.
"Damn. No clean place, hu-what the..." He looks at the dead body. It's already taking on a pale-gray tinge, from the smoke.
"Cam, get your damn mask on. It's bugging me that it's off."
"Yes, mother. Do you need me to iron the clothes and wash the dishes?"
I laugh. There's no dishes, and all I have are the clothes on my back and whatever we get from the dead. He reaches in his bag and tugs on the mask.
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and that's a clipping
