Hi. My name is......well my names not important right now so for now call me Nobody. When i asked my mom why dad was never around she would always say it was my fault and send me to my room. But first lets start at the begginning. When I was born it was a rainy friday the thirteenth, the clouds almost seemed to weep as if they knew my future, as if they knew my whole story. My name is Nobody and this is the story of how I died.
On July the thirteenth of 3997 I was born. As I learned at a later age I was an accident and so was never given a name for myself. Growing up I never got anything that was mine all I ever got was ragged torn clothes from the garbage and never had any friends. On my fifth birthday I made a friend for the first time ever. He was like me and didn't have anything that belong to him or was under his name by right of the law. oh yeah I guess I should give you the information of the time period. The year was 4000, a civil war was raging across the world. People killed other people for sport and to keep the population under control. You see there are so many people on earth that there isnt enough room for everyone to live happily even after the terror bombing of 3304 the killed half of the worlds inhabitants and mutated billions of species. Anyways my new friend was like me and we decided to stick together forever. On my thirteenth birthday me and my only friend ran away to the edge of the continent and stole a boat to live at sea. things didnt work out the way we wanted. as i pulled the boat to sea i turn around in time to see a bullet pass through the center off his skull and his body go limp to the ground. I screamed and all i could do was keep pushing the boat.
after several months at see i gained a lot of body muscle and could fish with ease. i never forgot my friend. after about another week i came upon land. but from what i saw there was no living humans on this island. it....it was nice. as i listened i could here the sound of animals in the woods. as i tried to see what they were a giant spidergator crashed through the trees and nearly pummeled me into the ground. as i lay dazed in the sand i noticed something shining in the sand. it was an old pod from the robot wars that caused the terror bombing of 3304. as i looked at it i thought to myself. "this is impossible, all the pods from the robot wars were burned in the volcanic fields of morodine. without thought i pushed the eject button and popped of the canopy to see that inside was a broken robot inside holding an old necklace. in the necklace was a picture of a family. it must have been the fake family it had been given seeing as that it was supposed to be a father of the two boys and the wife that must have lost the real father in an accident and couldnt live without him around.
Suddenly the robot activated and said one thing before shutting down forever. "Andrew?" it sounded like it was confused and that i looked like someone else. i decided to get as far away from the robot as possible. after a few minutes i stumbled upon the same spot i started at. I got back in the boat and continued to row away. the next day i was at a new island full of homes behind a wall. as i stumbled into the town a patrol gaurd walked up to me and asked "are you lost young man? Whats your name son?"
"yes i am sir can you help me?" i said.
"sure but first i need a name." he said.
thinking back i remembered the name the robot had said and so i unintentionally blurted out "Andrew sir, m..my name is Andrew."
"ok Andrew if you'll please follow me we can find your family."
I suddenly panic and grabbed the nearest item and bashed his skull in with it. if they found out i was from another colony and had run away they would throw me in the arena for sport. as i rounded the next corner a gaurd grabbed be and walked back the way i had come from. as he saw the body down the street and the blood on my hands he hauled me to the arena and threw me in a cage. from somewhere out of my line of sight i heard the gaurd and another man talking.
"why did you bring that boy here?" the mystery man asked.
"he killed my partner and was trying to run and thought that you would want a new fighter mr.sandavil."
sandavil..that was my mothers last name. "DAD" i screamed. the man reacted and asked me why i called him dad. after a lengthy explenation he gave me a disgusted look and said "maybe if im lucky you'll die in the arena." mortified i slumped over and just began to sob.
