There was Alice

There was Alice (2)

There was Alice. Then there was everyone else. See Alice is special, talented, gifted...cursed. Alice is...

Alice P.O.V.

Uuggghhh ... I HATE mornings. In this day and age, well actually in my life and quite possibly everyone else's they all lead to days of unforgiving nothingness, that drain each ounce of hope from your mind leaving you tired and alone... sadly there was nothing more anyone could do.

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After the gas leak people were afraid, each day was another day of death, everyone was afraid barely making it to tomorrow. Those who did survive and manage not to commit suicide became hermits, cutting themselves off from the rest of the world as much as they could as to not feel the pain experiencedfrom losing those you love. Which was pretty much stupid as people began to realize that it was better to have some human contact, than to forget their humanity all together.

In the six long years since the gas leak obviously things had changed. Instead of moving forward as man-kind had hoped before the gas leak, humanity had taken a step back being forced into a world that had long ago disappeared. The way it was regarded was 'if people could survive a thousand years ago we can survive today' and that was basically how we ended up reliving a thousand old society in the modern world.

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Today was just another ordinary day: get up, go out, come back and sleep. Repeat.

After waking I walked around my apartment, which is actually pretty cool seeing as without technology and less people decent houses were easy to come by. My apartment has brown, blue and cream walls, with a loft a king-size bed and carpeted floors, and my favorite part is... the balcony. From the balcony you can see past the degrading city to the hills that lay beyond. Sounds corny, I know, but it is very pretty and probably the highlight of... I'd say my day, month or even year but honestly it's so far the highlight of my existence.

In the apartment complex there was maybe another dozen people, I wasn't close to any of them. I could have been but if anyone found out who... or what I am they'd be in danger...or the source of it.

Leaving the complex I walked out into the street, which was bustling with people, an unusual situation, normally the streets were empty. Oh well, its easier to blend in with more people around heading to the market to trade some items for clothing, most people need food so clothing is easier to get, last year I had tried to trade food but with the amount of people I got pushed and the food squashed so I stuck instead to old clothing I'd grown out of and things that were less likely to perish on the way. Oh yeah, as part of the 'end world hunger' scheme, Mike, Violet and I hadn't been required to eat very often, only once a month or so, apparently it has to do with the digestive system being slower and the nutrients somehow being amplified...Callum and Nora were different I don't know why

As I was walking, something in the corner of my eye caught my attention; a group of boys of about 12 years were pushing and shoving a young girl who appeared to be 10 years old. I began to run forward desperately trying to reach the girl who reminds me so much of Nora.

**flashback**

Screams filled my ears as I shook in horror WHY? WHY? WHY? Was all I could think of. Even though the answer was obvious; they were twisted. Nora was the youngest of the group at 5 years of age, she was adorable with her blonde curls and angelic face, but scientists don't see beauty, no to them the world was cells and equations, one experiment after the other, even the screams of a child would not deter them. I hated what they were doing, slicing through skin and inserting toxins to 'calculate resistance'; it chilled me to the bone. I wanted to help Nora but I couldn't move or I would be hurt by the guards. All I could do is wait, wait for there experiments to give them the right answers, wait for tomorrow, wait for escape.

**end flashback**

The closer I got to the fight the worse it became. Even as I attempted to break up the fight one of the boys pushed the girl so hard she fell her head hitting the ground with a thud. My ears rang and I screamed causing the boys to flee. Typical. Carefully I picked the child up in my arms and pushed through the crowd.

The girl was still unconscious and I was crying as I pushed through the doors of my apartment. I gently placed the girl on the bed and went in search of a first aid kit, (I was as skilled as a doctor in first-aid and would rather have the child comfortable) and some boiling water. After cleaning the wound and examining the child's vitals I let her sleep.

Two hours of worrying myself mad and almost making a hole in the floor by pacing so much, I heard a stirring up in the loft. As quickly as I could I jumped the ten feet up to the loft, using minimal effort. I rushed to her side as her eyes flickered open.

"Where am I?" the girl asked

"In my apartment, you fell and hit your head a couple of hours ago"

"Well that explains why my head hurts'

At that I chuckled "sweetie do you remember what happened or before today?"

Thinking the girls face scrunched up, then she began to cry

"No".

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here is the next installement of 'there was alice' again comments and votes appreciated from now on i will try to upload every two days. feedback would be great also if you have any ideas for the stories or would like me to read youurs let me know

*-Nora-*