Boom, everything became chaotic! People dying here and there or turning into these cool but dangerous, weird looking creatures!. Yet somehow I wasn't affected by any of it all, literally and metaphorically.
I'm type O. That's my blood type. Which also saved me from what could have happen to me. I feel pity for the other types. Type A's sadly being put into the dirt and Type AB's turn little or a lot inhuman. Pikes scare the Jesus out of me. Luckily they never seem to think I'm one of their tasty human snacks.
I use to have a family. My two radical dads, two older brothers and even a ferret named Luna. Until the day, that awful, heartbreaking day, February 27, 2017. My dads' died because they were type A and my brothers...well one of them died and the other became a Pike and tried to eat me.
But no hard feelings, he wasn't in control of himself. Oh how I would do anything to bring them all back. I would even take my life just so they all could live. Unfortunately that's not what's gonna happen. I'm gonna die alone and nobody will even remember my name. What a crappy life it is.
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Types
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...
