Creative Writing: Collin's Fallout

The morning sun is hidden behind a desolate gray sky. The temperatures are nearing frigid, despite the fact it’s August: always a month of sweltering heat in the District. An ashy flurry started sometime between Madge and Gale’s conversation and when they both had woken up.

“Some people say I was lucky to survive, other will say I deserved it for the choice I made. I’m here to say I was lucky, it’s never ok to say your life isn’t worth living even at your worst you can always look forward tomorrow will come and if you put your mind to it you’ll see that anything is possible.” – Stephen McGregor Professional Paralympian

Sunshine was pouring out from in between the buildings, casting shadows all around Ponyboy and the gang as they walked to Pony’s school. They were taking their time walking down the streets and for the first time they all were really seeing what was all around them. Memories were surfacing in their minds showing them what it all meant to them. With every step they took on the sidewalk they remembered a different memory as if they were walking down memory lane. Ponyboy didn’t think it was possible for him to be walking down this street for the last time as a high school student, but he had gone through the years with great grades that earned him many scholarships.

I comfortably drive my car into the desolate street, Perusing the deserted buildings, Smashes windows and rusted For Sale signs. The car locked up like Fort Knox. I observe the street for trouble. Two young boys look at me from afar as if I'm an alien. Do I stand out that much same greasy hair, expensive clothes, a smart car I suppose I am out of my comfort zone? “Mister, you don’t belong here” his hand gripped his switch. “Pony.... Ponyboy Curtis” I stammer “I live here or at least I did, I'm here to see two-bit’ The Boys turn around “geez his old now” the boy's chirp. The boys stroll away in awe that they saw the great Ponyboy.

Back in the main level of the factory, Wolf and Fox find Hawk lying on the ground, pale and unresponsive, his bulletproof vest next to him and the edges of a red stain showing around a wad of gauze. A soldier that Fox assumes is N-Unit's medic kneels next to him, along with Snake and Coyote. The three medics are talking frantically among themselves. The rest of N-Unit hovers nervously nearby; the rest of H-Unit is nowhere to be seen. Dust particles dance through the beams of sunlight from the holes where windows used to be, giving the whole scene a strangely dreamy air.

“Yes I am dad.” Kevin screaming at the top of his lungs,” Mr.Cromwell needs to go!” While Howie and Kevin argued ,Cromwell was over there eating Kevin’s breakfast, waffles. It was too late, Howie and Kevin turned around ,the waffles were gone.Kevin and Howie went straight over to doggy daycare. Cromwell had stayed 1 hour knowing he wanted to leave.

“There's been cases of DV for a few years now, the police would definitely have his DNA on site, hopefully Jen had done an analysis,” Frank says, getting up from his seat.

Then some of people noticed a new guest, dress as a clothes of the Red Death. Everyone was freaking out because of him. When Prince Prospero saw this guy, he became angry and asked courtiers to seize him and unmask him. But no one have the courage to do it, including Prospero himself. The Red Death walked through the rooms, heading toward the black room. Prospero chased him with taking his dagger. Prospero reached the edge of the dark room, the Red Death suddenly turned to face him, and Prospero fell on the ground and dead. "Then, summoning the wild courage of despair, a throng of the revelers at once threw themselves into the black apartment, and, seizing the mummer, whose tall figure stood erect and motionless within the shadow of the ebony

Later on, into the month of May, a huge load of drugs and weapons had arrived for The Bloods. Jay was in charge of making sure that the stuff got in the warehouse. Their leader MB called in a meeting at the warehouse to discuss a turf war with the Crips. “ The reason why I bought all these military weapons was so we could kill the Crips, MB shouted!” He had mapped out a plan on how to take them down. As Jay was checking the shipment a brick had flown through the window with a message tied to it. The note said, “Meet us at the Abandoned Warehouse at 7 p.m. sharp.” After the note was thrown the window MB had prepared his gang for a turf war.

Whoever that is, was it so obvious that she was torn? Dizzy wondered if it was just Fallen that might notice or if she were wearing some damned sign or something. Maybe it was a guess, or nothing at all, Dizzy had no idea but she didn't want to dwell on it. Not when she had something that actually made her happy right in front of her. "Well anyone after any part of you will have to go through me." she spoke with a real amount of censarity in her words before a shiver ran down her spine.

“Not so great, he was pretty close to her.” V.Q. replied sounding dismissive. “I could shoot a dime out of an eagle’s mouth at a thousand yards.”

They good things was is that they didn’t go in the gun store. They both raced out of the car and down to the gun store. Since Garrett was faster he was there first with Kevin just behind him. Kevin shook the door and it popped open which was weird because he thought for sure it would be locked by someone else. They both walked in and turn on the lights. No one was in there so they walk behind the counter and took two shotguns, some basic hunting rifles with some upgraded scopes and some basic Assault Rifles such as M4A1 carbines. Kevin ran back to his car and drove to the back of the store and both of them started loading the car up. Garrett of course hopped in the driver's seat and Kevin hopped in they drove back to the cabin About an hour of driving on the back roads they finally made it to the cabin. They got back and opened the back door and everyone was excited to see them. Garrett had back the truck into the garage and opened the trunk. Everyone got into a line and picked up a weapon. Eventually the truck was unloaded and they close the truck up. As soon as everyone was inside, they heard a thud against the roof. Kevin shouted ”Is someone up in the

"They are not just like us," said Jean-Jacques Hublin, one of the scientists reporting the find. But they had "basically the face you could meet on the train in New York."

Forbes realised the Proctor most likely watched the battle from the safety of an isolated control room, laughing at their endeavours as he planned more atrocities. Without him dead, his ideology would live on and the attack on Earth a certainty. He felt the futility of his plan and its failure.

As I was heading towards the cafeteria, I heard a bunch of angry voices. Curious to see what was happening, I went inside. Alice Hunter, Britney Kane, and