(Previously known as Finding Survivors). My name is Clover. But I am far from the name that has been bestowed unto me, for I am anything but lucky. My older sister, Willow, and I, we live in a corrupt society that concludes our social standard with our financial standing. The remains of the charred planet previously called Earth is divided into three groups: Intruders, the Wealthy, and the Survivors. Intruders go around looking and killing off any Survivors, the rare class of humans that is shunned by our civilization. So that's why Willow and I stay hidden. We want to stay alive. Our parents have abandoned us, before I could even see. But we are managing just fine, even with the few close calls we get into. Though we have never seen another survivor yet, I'm sure we will, because after all, my name is Clover, the meaning behind it ensuring our luck. Even if this is society's game, we will rise against and conquer.
My name is Clover Duck. My mom accidentally took my egg with her on the rocket, and we got stuck on the moon. I've only ever seen the vast nothing of the moon, but the colors on Earth look like they would be beautiful. Mom and I chew a gum called Oxy-Chew that allows us to breathe, and it gives us the nutrients we need to survive. My mom tells me that I have three brothers on Earth, and I can't wait to meet them!
A/N: After A Nightmare on Kilmotor Hill, Clover uses the name Lucky and uses he/him. Please respect that in the comments after that chapter. If you don't, I will block/mute you. I don't tolerate transphobia in my comments.
This story was inspired by 'For Every Action, There is an Equal and Opposite Reaction' by @CartoonsAreGreat here on Wattpad
Start: April 20, 2023
Season 2 end: ??
The art on the cover is my art on a base.