In 2036 the population of the world counted at least 17 billion people. So the government made a huge mistake by inserting a deadly virus inside robots and spread these amongst the people. But soon after that, the robots turned against the humans an...
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That's Sam!
POV Brooke 22 September 2036 I was sneaking towards the clearing when I heard a twig snap underneath my feet. I wanted to face slap myself but that would make too much noise. I pushed myself on the ground and crouched further. I saw 6 people around a little bonfire, whispering about something. I saw my father sneaking up from behind them and pulling a knife. I jumped and ran as fast as I could towards the innocent people to stop my dad from harming them. "Jack stop, don't hurt them!" I yelled at him. He immediately stopped and shook his head in disappointment. He did put his knife away though. The people were scared to death by us and I quickly apologized to them, I introduced myself and my father. A teenage boy stood up. "I am Sam" he replied. He looked a bit older than me, maybe 16. He was cute though. The rest introduced themselves as well. I was talking with Sam, he told me he was into sports, but also loved nursing people, he had learned that from his mom and dad, he wanted to be the medic in the field. "In the field as in the military?" I asked truly interested. "Yeah exactly, at least before all of this." We talked a while about our old lives and I really liked him, as a friend. He was nice. "Uhm Sam are there by any chance women in your group?" "Nope, no woman has survived. Unfortunately, they were either killed by the virus or by themselves." That was a very sad thing to hear. I didn't feel much like talking anymore so I said my goodbyes and left to set up my tent.
I soon felt in a restless sleep, I woke up from a nightmare, covered in sweat and decided to go for a run. When I got back, my dad stood there with the guns he brought stalled out in front of him. "Think fast!" He threw a knife at me, wtf, what dad would do something like that. Oh wait, he is a hitman. I quickly jumped aside. "Choose your weapon and we will start your training." "Since when do you throw knives at an innocent girl? What the actual fuck man, you're sick. I have been on multiple martial arts since I was a kid, I don't want a gun so let me go and clean myself up." He scoffed and repeated himself. "Better chose now or die." What a wonderful relationship me and my 'dad' have don't you think? I chose a sniper rifle, but I also wanted to learn how to shoot with a normal gun. "I choose this sniper rifle, but I want to learn how to shoot with this handgun too." He nodded as a response and talked me through the basics. How to hold the gun, how to disarm it, how to clean it, how to refill it, how snipe someone as good as possible. It took me days to learn, it was really hard to hold your rifle completely still. Then I had to learn how to shoot the target in different situations; a lot of wind, rain, sun, etc. I will spare you the boring details. To master the sniper rifle took me weeks, and I still wasn't good enough. As time passed, the looks on the men's faces started to change. They didn't see me as a teenage girl anymore, but as a lust object. I found it scary but knew better than to complain about it by my father. So I just smiled and waved with the most awkward smile in the world, like in one of those toothpaste advertisements. Sam and my dad were the only ones who didn't look at me differently. So that was a good thing right?
After another week we had run out of time. Our group members were gone hunting with my dad and when they came back, they were infected. They were attacked by a herd of infected humans. They were outnumbered and infected by a bite or a scratch. Meanwhile Sam and I were talking about the things we wanted to do when this madness was over. When our people came back with scratches and bite marks everywhere, my dad told me to take the essentials and leave right now. I nodded and walked towards my tent to grab the stuff we would need. "Drive towards the military base somewhere near Atlanta." We hugged our group members for the last time. "Go, take your rifles and get the hell out of here." Sam and I were a few miles further when we heard multiple gunshots. Tears were forming in my eyes. I turned around and wanted to go back but Sam tackled me. "Don't go back, they are dead and you know better than to go back." From that moment on I was an orphan, I had no one left except for Sam. "Let's keep moving Brooke, we have to get to Atlanta before we run out of supplies." I nodded, pulled my hoodie over my head and stood up. I wasn't going to be weak.
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After a 6 hour walk we took a break. "Jeez I can't, I really can't take another step. My feet are sore." "Well we are taking a break now, so take off your shoes and chill. You want some water Sam?" he took the bottle out of my hands and started drinking fast, too fast. He choked in his water and spit it all out. I laughed at him, and took the bottle off of him. "You're such an idiot!" I walked to the stream and filled the bottle again when I was pushed in the water. "That was for laughing at me" I couldn't believe it, I was soaked. I tackled him and he fell head first in the water. "It's on bitch" he said with a playful look in his eyes. I only laughed at his statement and was getting ready for the next round. By the time we were done screwing around it was cold and dark. "Well Atlanta has to wait for one night" We set up the tent and got in. "Goodnight Sam" "Goodnight Brookieeee" "You are a boy full of happiness aren't ya?" he was silently laughing.
The next months were full of walking, catching our dinner, avoiding and sometimes fighting infected people and walking. Lots and lots of walking. But at the 22nd of April in 2037 it was my birthday so we decided to stop walking for a day and go sightseeing. We saw a beautiful waterfall in which we swam for hours. It was a perfect birthday. I was finally 16. Later in the afternoon we began walking again. We were almost in Lake City when Sam turned 18. 30th of May 2037. We celebrated it the same way, this time we didn't find a waterfall but a river. It was beautiful but the current was very strong. "Yo Sam, I'll go to the other side okay? This tree looks steady enough." "Be careful Brooke." "Yea yea, I always am" I winked at him and got on the fallen tree. It was very slippery so I decided to go back to Sam. "Yo it's very slippery, I'm coming back." 'Whack' I slipped and fell in the river and got carried away, away from Sam. "BROOOKEEE!!!" was the last thing I heard before my head hit a rock. I woke up, but I wasn't in the river, I was next to it. My head was covered in blood. The headache was enormous. I saw two shadows coming towards me before I passed out again.
AAAAAACHOOOO. Gesundteit. Ma laptop has abandoned meh, soo uploading is kinda hard right now. Lemme hear whatcha thing 'bout thiso storyo!
