Keep running.
A phrase that I have basically lived by for so long, and a phrase that I can no longer live by.
I lay on the desert ground, dehydrated and exhausted. Now, I know that I won't get out of this alive.
I barely survived the Fires of 2012, only escaping with my life. Soon after came the Helium Wars. Again, I barely survived and I still don't know how.
But I still kept running.
Eventually, I raided a deserted building, and found water. A few water bottles, it was like finding a million bucks. I also found old canned goods, and wearable clothes.
That leads us to where I am now. A few weeks later, all the bottles empty. Dying of dehydration.
"Holy shit, Are you okay?"! A girl around my age was running up to me with a look of worry plastered on her face.
I tried to talk, but what came out was coarse and I couldn't form any actual words. I put my hands up to my throat to say that I needed water, and she seemed to get the message kind of quick.
She reached into her tattered backpack and brought out a bottle of water.
"It's already open, but I barely used it. It seems like you need it more" She handed the bottle to me.
In what seemed like seconds I had already downed the water and thanked her a million times.
"I'm Atomic Blitz, who are you?"
Atomic Blitz. Sounds like a 'Killjoy' name. I had seen wanted posters flying around that had crazy and wacky names. I didn't know what to think of it, so I just went along with it.
"I'm... Ghost Revolver." Random name, but it fits.
"Awesome. So, where's your team?"
A/N: hey guys! So, this is my new story! I hope you guys like it!
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Behind the Trigger - A Danger Days Story
FanfictionGhost Revolver and her team of ragtag Killjoys- that was how it always was. Nothing could change that, or at least that's what she wanted to believe. Enter the Fabulous Killjoys. They find her, and take her back to her friends. But it might be po...
