Road Trip -2-

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Imagine a place. A place filled with peace of mind, an abundance of Natural Resources like water and animals, not to mention ores of elements that are useful to the Coalition.

 Here's something funny. This is almost a century ago. We was capable of obtaining such luxuries, but when the bombs fell, we lost it all. What I don't understand is how Radiation caused the world we're in. Luscious forests, pockets of vegetation and plant life, but also the remains of the Old World. Turned over vehicles, parking garages filled to the brim with SUV's with what looks like the Seal of the President, small bunkers filled with stock that hasn't been used in 97 years, not to mention Lincoln Memorial in Tondc Village. Mount Weather's Satellite Array, the Hydro Dam. Even the remains of what is now Polis and The Dead Zone. It all shows a past that was a time to be alive. I feel bad for Becca. She created an A.I that ended up thinking Humanity is its own root problem. I call it the Forbidden Fruits of Humanity.

The Next day, we got reports of an Incoming Thunderstorm heading for Arkadia, Tondc Village, and Polis. It's not that bad, but the lightning has a thing for Humans. Most of our clothing has pieces of Aluminum or Iron or some other type of metal that it's attracted to. So we end up with a lot of casualties, not to mention that Arkadia is going to be a hotspot for lightning strikes. Clarke, Raven and a few others were supposed to go to Becca's Mansion, stop and rest up, restock for the 12 hour journey to her Lab off the coast of Long Island. Her research/medical lab.

"Alright, let's get this show on the road! The rover has been upgraded to run off Solar and Wind, so we won't run out of energy on the way there. Bring a weapon to defend yourself in case we get attacked by Reapers, or rogue scavengers." Says Bellamy to the small band of people.

"Cole? Can you go into the Lab and get some First Aid Kits for the Rover for me please?" Asks Clarke.

"Yeah. Be right back." I reply to her.

I enter the sterile smelling part of the Ark. Hand Sanitizer doesn't smell very good after a while, but you get used to it. Kane is standing guard next to the door. He doesn't look very pleased with today.

"Sorry young man, but you can't go in here." Markus reminds me.

"I just need to go in to find two Med Kits for the Rover. I'll be out as soon as I get them. No need to worry." I reply back with confidence.

"It's not that I can let you in. We got a Health Issue with those brought in sick. Both Skaikru and the Grounders."

"I hope it wasn't from my deer meat. I washed and decontaminated it before it even went into the Kitchen. Ask Harper, she helped me."

"It's not that. We got a feeling it's Radiation Sickness." They are power puking and looking like they got burned by something extremely hot. They've been in there for a week now."

"Radiation Sickness? If they got it, then why didn't we get it yet. We've been exposed to Solar Radiation since we was born and Nuclear Radiation for most of the time we've been here. I'm sure we are immune to Low-Medium levels. Nothing up to 1000 can cause any defects. After 1000 Rads, we begin to feel the effects. C'mon now Kane, we learned this in Science Class."

"Ok. Here's the real reason why. Abby is doing a research test on some of the sick in there. Testing the ability of their Immune System to different forms of sickness. But it's on a contained level. No breakout or Pandemic will happen. Besides, if it does, this part of the Ark will be locked down, and all Oxygen will be sucked out. Scrubbers will kick in and kill all Bacteria and viruses inside. Ten minutes minimum, 1 hour max. Before you go in. Wash your hands and put on a Hazmat Suit. We don't need our only Hunter getting sick and contaminating food he brings in."

I don't understand. I thought I was Banished from Skaikru for doing something against the Exodus Charter?

"Sir, to be honest, I thought I wasn't Skaikru anymore? I thought I was Trikru/Azgeda now?"

"Let's just say that I persuaded Jaha to let you back in. So now you are what I call a "Triple Threat." Basically you are part of three of the twelve Clans in the Coalition. Thats a quarter of the people that you are family to. Also, I heard of your Nickname. Harper told me so I have to ask. How did you earn the Nickname Wolf?"

"It's a long story that I have to tell you when I get back from the trip." Thank you for the acknowledgement though Markus. It means a lot more to me now."

"Not a problem Cole. Now continue on like we never said a word about the situation in there got it?"

"Yes Sir."

The Hazmat suit makes me feel like I'm a Germaphobe. Scared of even the slightest touch. As I walk through the plastic sheet, the people inside are conversating quietly. Trying not to distract Abby as best as possible. She does look very focused but yet she looks confused a bit.

"Hi Abby. Do you know where the Med kits are shelved?" I ask politely.

"Yes I do. They should be around the corner, first shelf on the left in the middle standing up. I made sure you had doubles in each set. We got tons lying around on other shelves." she replies back to me, multitasking.

"Ok, thanks again Abby."

"No problem."

I return to the Rover as the light showers begin to fall on Arkadia. The mud splashing and splattering over my boots and lower knee of my pants. Raven is going over last minute checks on our route to the Mansion.

"Alright. I got us a route. But just in case, I made us at least 4 backups. No need of getting lost in the middle of nowhere without knowing anything." Raven says to the group.

"We're good to go then. Cole, put the Med Kits in the back with Monty and Bellamy. The hop in and we can take off. Do you have everything?" Asks Clarke.

"I do yes. Ballistic weapons. My hunting tools and weapons. Bottled water. I'm good to go." I reply back.

"Then lets go." she finishes.

With Emori spinning the muddy tires and splattering it over the front gate, me putting in music to the stereo, we take off to our next destination. Becca's Mansion. By the way, thanks for the smartphone previous owner.




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