Raid

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The towering towers of concrete, brickwork, and overgrown shrubbery filled her vision as she walked down the overturned pavement. Low to the ground almost crawling she twisted, jumped, and climbed over debris, and rotted bone heaps. The smell no longer bothered her as much but the thick must was a sign. A sign of malice, bloodshed, and desperate  times. How she made it to years of survival of the concrete jungle was beyond her. Especially with more than one mouth to feed. She stopped halted and began to circle around pray. A large piper about two arms wide and an arm length long. She pulled out her knife already stained from previous kills that would no longer wash off. Time stopped as it usually did for her in times tike this. She stopped fearing it as she had always showed her on top of fresh kill. She climbed over the final fence as she neared her final destination. She moved her bag as she got on the ground as she saw a blue ball next to her. The blues were ready to be picked and so was she for picking the juicy balls. She wiped out a large cloth and filled it with palm size blue balls. Once she was satisfied she got on her back and placed her feet on a large pile of ruble. Once opened far enough she slipped in her bag and the corner tied cloth through the opening. And then  she slid in and shoved the cement bricks from inside over the once new opening. She stood up and slung her cargo over her shoulder and carefully neared the door. She checked the boards keeping it closed, and then the locks on the upper half of the door. Finnaly the couch blocking the lower half piled with rusted dumbbells. She checked around the room window to window boarded with an opening in the to peer through. The windows remained looking sturdy and boring as no sound and unwavering light poured into the room of a few stains, or little mess of any kind. As she began prying opened the steel doors open from the vertically built hallway. She sat her bags down on the wooden platform and the pully attach to a little geto rigged devok k iice to wind up the rope to lift and lower the platform. She got tired of climbing the ropes constantly. (She lost all faith in the stairs due to an accident nearly costing her leg.) Once she made it to the first floor in witch the steel doors have been removed with visable signs of struggle. She then tied the ropes and walk out the lift thing she did not know what to call. She only took 3 to 4 steps to feel a bone shaking force to her shins and onto the ground.

"The whistle! You need to wait for the whistle!" She scolded yet couldn't hide the releif in her voice.
"But you we're gone allll dayyy!"

She sat up as she began to ruffle the brunette's hair as she giggled at her touch. She smiled at her most prized reason to live and continue to be the predator she was.

"Not so loud kit! You hungry? Cause I got your favorite!"

"Yes yes please!"

She laughed at the bubble girl as she opened up the cloth to give her a blue.
She watch her bite down as the juice dripped off her face.
She then got to work unloading supplies and skinning butchering the meat from the bone to put it in ice box. The ice box was a box that kept everything cold and ran off a machine and a battery. She then put water to the oddly shaped can and poured it onto the leafy life in their growing space. She had been all over the building and scavanged and barricaded everything that needed to be. She was aware of all the color balls and tree colors were. They evean had chickens and weat! With the weat and scraps she made food for the chickens as they made food for them. She also learned a system to keep water. She eighter filter it or with much patience wait for the rain or another rigged contraption to filter it with the sun. But she also scavanged for a fresh water source as well. She started up the coals with a stack of wood and other flammable materials to begin cooking her kill.

"Sissy were did Mrs. Hen number 5 go?"
She halted as she looked at the little girl . The rabbit she had prepared now stood still on the rod above the hungry flames.
"She left with Mr. Rooster 6?"
"Oh she must of took him with her to nap with."
She responded not ready to tell her the 'how to get a babby' story. The rabbit began to cook as she began to put some wood in the mini fire. It also held flames in one place with a bar gate top that she used to cook smaller things on. It also had a lid to help it cook faster. She then took lil to no time at all to stab holes in to two potatoes and rapped them with wet papper and sat them on fire.
After a while of hearing her sister talk to her about her day the food was done. She handed her sister a potato and meat from the rabbit as she watched her dine. She began to eat as she looked at her sisters clothing. It was messy dirty and worn. She looked to the corner and saw a pile of clothes of the duo.
"Hey kit.... How do you feel about coming with me tomorrow to clean and get knew clothes?"
Kits eyes grew wide as she smiled and nodded her head as her mouth was full. She tsked at the childs behavior as she got up done eating to walk to their sleeping area. It was a fair distance frome the entrance and well hidden from view. Made of a sleeping bag and an old mattress and fluffy quilts. Along with two chest filled with clothes and personal belongings. Next to it she sat down her bag and gear as her sister washed her face. She grabbed one of the shreds of old clothing and looked down on her skin.
"I'll be fine."
She turned to her sister climbing into her bag as she said to her goodnight.
"But will she?"
Was her last thought as she laid down to have slumber creep over her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~An: Hey comet on this story to have my sister and talented writer Kaiylen_21(sorry if spelled wrong.) Needs to continue her book blood by Family! Go read and leave a vote thank you!