In this world, your blood type could be the death of you. Since the United States had a major leak in power plants all over the country. Radioactivity (The emission of ionizing radiation) had got too high all across the US. More than half of the population died from the radiation. Mostly people with type A.
Type A are the most harmfully affected by the radiation and die very soon after exposure. Type B would have hallucinations or mental illnesses cause by some of the radiation exposed into their brain. Type AB have some of type of mutation. Meaning by extra limbs, change in eye and hair color. Type O (universal blood type) has no effects from radiation. Which is odd in most cases of hearing that some people are not affected at all from the radiation.
I'm type B. I have Dissociative Identity Disorder and minor hallucinations. Dissociative Identity Disorder or DID for short, is having fragmented into two or more distinct personality states. Usually caused by trauma. The trauma for me was when everything went down on September 23, 2018. When radioactivity was too high and so many died. Others losing their mind. Wouldn't you be losing it too? Well I did. Lost it as soon as it happened. Still don't know where my mind went. Have you seen it? Never mind, it Doesn't matter anyway.
I believe I haven't addressed one of the mutations of type AB. The worst of them all. Pikes are when the mutation changes all of your body into something horrific. Beasts with no hair, blind which made their eyes smoky white, almost dead looking. Their skin slowly decaying skin and bone. If one senses you, your a goner. Luckily they're are only a few still kicking. Used to be hundreds of them. Took most survivors. They were too loud for them to live. I was able to keep them off my back with the help of Seb, Yammie, Ollie.
Their my alters. My personalities, most like to say. Alters are my protectors. I'm the host. I am also the only one that ages. Seb, Yammie, Ollie don't actually age. They stay the age they came as. Seb is a nineteen year old male. One word to describe him is aesthetic. But he is the most protective of my emotions. He loves nature and has a obsession with graffiti in most abandon places. He can be quite the softie at times. Yammi is more of the rebel of us all. She's sixteen years old. Usually wants me to take risks and live life to the fullest. Yet sometimes she can take it too far. Which causing me to either get in trouble or hurt some part of me. She Doesn't mean to though. Now last but not least, Ollie. He's more logical and serious than the rest of us. Him and Yammie bicker a lot on a lot of things. Mostly on what's best for me. Ollie is twenty-one years old. He can be more intimidating. He also really enjoys ramen noddles and classic rock. Which by the way Seb's favorite food is Mac and cheese and he enjoys good vibe kind of music. But Yammi is in love with Twinkies. Like she has a obbession with finding the last twinkies on earth. She also loves hip hop music.
I guess you could say we're one big olé family in a toxic wasteland. Who would have known? I guess they're all I got.
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General FictionIn this world, your blood type could be the death of you. Radiation has taken over the country and there is little to none survivors anymore. If the radiation didn't kill you off then you had Pikes to worry about. Type A's were the first to be kille...