One shots!

NoochZahHutt/Poofless/Merome/Vikklan

A/N: I killed a of ur feeds!!

"And your name is?" The name in a green beanie asks. "Why should I tell you. I asked first!" The boy with a artificial a asks. Though having a artificial limb isn't uncommon now a days with this raging war. You're lucky if you have both arms or legs let alone all of them. Brandon was one of the very fortunate.

Towns were being bombed left and right. There was really never a safe place to be. But begging underground was the worst. Not only was it another world war but some country found a way to revive the dead. However that idea backfired immediately as the people brought back were some sort of mutant zombie.

"The name is Brandon. I just watched my whole family get murdered before my eyes." The teens voice was hollow. "The name is Mat. I've been a lone wolf for a while. I am surprised I am still alive. I've managed by my self for a while however in the time I was alone I lost a arm due to a bombing and lost sight in one eye due to infection how ever it somehow stopped before it killed me. Now I have two different colored eyes." Mat shrugs.

Brandon was now very interested in Mat's past. "What happened to you family and or friends?" Brandon asks. "Well... My family was assassinated by the one and only infamous Lachlan Power. My friends were either killed off. The few that survived left me to die when they saw a mutant bite me." Mat forced a grin.

"So how did u manage all this time with out losing a limb or being infected. Yore the first person I saw who was perfectly fine." Mat questions the other. "My family and I lived in a safe heaven. A hidden and very unpopulated place. The mutants seem to avoid that place because they stay at least a mile away. But we were found on the map eventually and some ass holes tried taking over killing my family and a bunch of others in the process." Brandon stales with a flat tone.

The abandoned building they were in shook after a explosion was heard close to the out side. Small pebbles and a bit of dust fell from the ceiling but this was normal. The conversation carried on.

"How did you survive this long on your own? I wouldn't say more than twenty minute out there. I bet if I hadn't found you I would only have lived for ten minuets alone and then fallen over dead." The now very pale Brandon was curious about this mysterious boy. "It's quite simple. Try not to draw attention to your self. Like getting rid of that colorful beanie and wear all gray in a city like this. Live in the shadows and always stay alert. Be sure you have the supplies needed and a bit extra in case of shortages. The only place in this world un effected by this war is close by. They drop supplies sometimes. They won't let people in or out unless you are the assigned people to drop supplies." Mat explains pausing every here and there to think.

Another bomb goes off and the whole building shakes. The sounds of mutants on the streets got louder. Mat felt a tinge of fear but nothing more. Brandon being completely new to this whole thing was near having a heart attack. With that there was a splintering sound and a mutant burst through the wooden door.

Mat grabbed a light blue sword with a mysterious purple hue around it, swinging the object in the direction of the mutant figure, effectively killing the mut which dropped dead and dissipated into a few puffs of white smoke and left behind some green glowing orbs. Mat did the same with three others collecting the green orbs along the way and telling Brandon to stay quiet and to leave the beanie behind.

Mat grabbed everything. A tiny obsidian table with diamond in the corner, a diamond shaped piece of cut leather and a mysterious levitating book. He grabbed bottles full of the green orbs, food, swords of assorted materials, a bow with the same pure hue as the sword Mat used earlier, arrows, fire works, flint and steels, wood, a stand with a golden Rob in the center that could hold glass bottles, a bunch of shines melons, a lot of red seeds of some sort, a water bucket, empty glass bottles, assortments of glass bottles with different colors and, coal and a few other shines materials along with a few stacks of torches. (Sturdy torches bois!) He threw me a axe made if the same stuff as his sword with the purple hue around it. "It's enchanted with efficiency 5, sharpness 4 and, unbreaking 3. I'm hoping to get looting or fire aspect soon." Mat says confusing the shit out of Brandon. He put the stuff into a back pack. Brandon was surprised it all fit in there so easily but didn't question it.