Hope

Chapter 1

Central Command

     "The girl is becoming a problem. We can't control her, which makes her dangerous. She could destroy everything we have built. What I want is for you to get rid of her. Use any means possible..." She paused and gave him a pointed look, her face showing no emotion, as always. "One more thing, we aim to kill. Can you handle that?"

     He raised a single quizzical eyebrow."You doubt me?"

     "I won't. If you finish the job."

     He grinned maliciously, "Oh. I can handle it."

Israel's POV

"Stupid sun." I grumble as I shield my eyes from the sunlight shining in through the cracked walls of the abandoned building. I found this place a little whiles back and it's made a pretty nice camp out. It's been great here, despite the time I fell through the floor... and down 3 stories that is. Oh well, you learn from your mistakes. And I've always tread carefully after that.

     My stomach growled telling me to get off my ass and put some food in it. "Ugh." I rolled to my feet and grabbed my bag.

"Shit."

I turned my bag upside down, dumping out all of its contents in the process.

Yup, no food. The only thing I had was a canteen of water, my weapons, and an aged post card. It's edges were bent and ripped, there were creases all throughout it, and there was a mysterious stain on it that may or may not be blood. But all of that didn't matter. It was the image that I could never throw away.

     The postcard depicted the Statue of Liberty. A symbol of hope, new life, freedom. Things that no longer exist, and haven't since 2057. Things that haven't existed for the past 42 years. Because 42 years ago, the world, as we knew it, was destroyed.

No it wasn't a zombie apocalypse. It wasn't an alien invasion. And it wasn't a sudden infection or sickness of some kind. It wasn't lots of natural disasters that followed one after another. It wasn't global warming. It wasn't any of that. (a/n It was Trump. Jk) It was us.

We ruined the world. And we caused a chain reaction. That's when the cliche crap happened. The geography of our world changed. Some of the biggest cities in the world are now reduced to swamps. Some to deserts. Oceans dried up and new ones were formed. It was because of a few's actions and choices, that the earth itself rebelled.

The worst part, most don't know it. Those dictatorial bastards created an oasis for the survivors. A nirvana. Or so they said. They're happiness is all a lie. They're oblivious to what's outside of their little bubble. The war against nature itself. I used to believe all of those lies. I used to live the life behind the lens. That didn't last long though. I grew up in a world of hate. With a "family" who believed me to be a waste of space. So they got rid of me. I was handed over to the dictatorial bastards as a test experiment. I'm an enigma to them. One they can't control. I'm different but nobody knows why. So they tried to find out through many, many painful experiments. I don't miss that place.

That went very melancholy very fast. *sigh* oh well. There's no use focusing on the past. Right now I need to worry about my future. Specifically, where I can get more food.

There are wooded areas about 90 kilometers to the south but that's to far to travel. I need something soon. But there's nothing around here. My current hideout is in a now-desert-city. Sand, for miles. If I could eat metal then I'd be set. The ruined buildings could last me a lifetime. However that's not possible. Boo.

My only option would be...
"NO! Don't even consider that Israel. You only go to them if you have a death wish. Which you DON'T!"

Oh wonderful, now I'm talking to myself.

But they'll have food.

My bitch of a subconscious is a glutton.

    "I ain't gonna be getting any food if they shoot me."

They won't kill us on sight. Probably torture you a bit or take you to the leader to pass judgement.

"Oh goody! They'll just torture me. I feel so much better now! Wait- us?"

The longer they keep us the more likely we'll get food.

"There is no us!"

I think the heat's getting to me. Because I'm going insane.

Some food might help with that.

Damn it.

I began shoving all of the things I owned back into my bag as I mapped out the journey I was about to undertake in my head. It'd take about a day and a half. If I hurry maybe less.

Checklist:
I have a bitch of a subconscious who has no sense of self preservation evidently.
I have a single canteen of water, no food.
And I'm heading towards a group of people who may or may not kill me.

Let's go have some fun.

*fake preppy cheerleader voice*
Gooooo team!!

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Ok so this is short which annoys me. A lot. Sorry I took so long with the update I'm a procrastinator in all honesty but I do love writing so if I can spend less time just reading on Wattpad, then I'll write more. If I'm taking forever though feel free to message me and tell me to hurry my ass up with an update. I need somebody to kick me into gear sometimes lol.

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      (Inspirational quote 😝)

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     ~Two-Face