The Hollow Highway

If a strong female lead, family feels, and an unreasonable amount of sarcasm aren't in your cause for daily dose of dopamine, low chances of you getting out of this alive.

Warning: slow burn (I mean it), the leads having other priorities in life, fluff.
Also Cannibalism, murder, human trafficking and much more.

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So the word ended props to all the cult prophet.

A Fourteen-year-old Emory Grave found herself a job as a freelancer mechanic.
With a talent for fixing things, and a smart mouth that gets her into as much trouble as it gets her out of, she hits the road to find her family-because ohana means family.

Thought becoming Travel Partners with June-a quiet,knife hoarding survivor with trust issues wasn't on her list of thing to do her ADHD mouth disagrees.

Unfortunately for him, he ride away to save his life. Literally.

"You're tilting too much-keep your balance!"
"I am balanced."
"You're two seconds from kissing the dirt."
"...That doesn't mean I'm not balanced."

Against her better judgment, Emory teaches him. In return, he puts her through training so brutal she starts wondering if dying might be easier. But between scavenging for supplies, dodging lunatics, and suffering through both their terrible cooking, she realizes survival isn't just about fixing engines and throwing punches-it's about who you choose to ride with.

"I don't trust him," June mutters.
Emory snorts. "You don't trust anyone."
"Exactly."

But the road ahead is long, and danger lurks in places even she isn't prepared for.

The end of the world was just the beginning.

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(Hullo people, Just putting it out there
I wrote this was the story as a 14 year old during school lecturers. With the dream of publishing it on Wattpad someday but the social anxiety was real.

Now I'm older, wiser and not achieving my carrier goals T-T
so might as well achieve this for the 14 year old me)