Closer To Stars

"Shut up! You don't know they're dead, I'll go after them myself!" Josephine shouted. Blood was all over her, and she felt the searing pain on her calf and thigh, where thousands of fire ants viciously gnawed at her skin as she maintained cover from the guards.

The boy responded with a sigh. "By all means, you piss me off and get in the way anyway."

Dark hair and green eyes. The symbols that meant the end of an easy going apocalypse for Josephine. Her parents were dead, and she was an only child. Nothing to lose, she cruised through the end of the world, or at least her home of Puerto Rico. In her sights, farmland with many fruit trees, and dogs. Many dogs.

However, there came Rippers.

Two brothers, sharing deep, shiny green eyes, and dark locks, earned titles as rippers, who tore through the United States, in search of another person. Their father.

With complicated pasts, they realize their minds are shattered. Not just in every aspect, but specifically, their memories. They need to find their father, who may hold the pieces of their memories, and disappeared on a mission in Puerto Rico.

"Josephine." The brother she met first said, "Hey, calm down. I think I know which town they were headed. We can get them back. Killing american soldiers is kind of our specialty." He slid strands of her hair behind her ear. "Damon and Mitchell are coming back."

"Right, those two." The boy added, bored. "One thing, how?"

"I can do it myself. Josephine, you're injured, I want Jason to take care of you."

"You're delusional--"

"Ill meet you by nightfall, tops." And he took off down the canopy trail.

Jason glared back at Josephine. "I am not, waiting for you." He hissed.

Getting sucked into their lives, Josephine's fantasy paused with a jolt. No longer a free spirit, she is a shadow of the Rippers.