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“Run!”
The yelling hadn’t stopped yet, even though it had been a week or so since the attack. The smoke was still lingering high in the sky, blocking out the sun and casting the city in endless darkness. Not a spec of sunlight touched the littered streets… there was just nothing. A dim light cast about the entire world but that was all. Enough to see your way decently… but who wanted to see what we humans had become? Who wanted to see the creatures that emerged from hell itself; our only predator?
“Where momma?”
I hide day and night… not being able to tell one from the other. I try to keep a calendar but without the reassurance of the rising and setting of the sun to tell me the span of a day I gave up after two days. Or, what I thought was two days. Could have been one or even three. We’ve done to his world.
“Just go! Hide!”
I used to laugh at those religious fanatics that used to claim an apocalypse was near, that god was going to punish us for what we’ve done to his world. What was he going to do? He wasn’t even real. I mean… he was watching us suffer and even after giving up our Sundays for him and trying to make this place better by being good people and he wasn’t doing anything. Sure, punish the cruel but the good as well? Seemed the criminals had guardian angels and the good-hearted were stuck with an empty right shoulder and a little sly devil perched on the left.
“But Momma I can’t leave you!”
I don’t laugh anymore. I cry. I’ve lost almost everything. Most of my Christian friends have lost hope in god but this made me believe. We fucked up… we fucked up again as we always do. Now look at us, fleeing from monsters we created, beasts of hell we bred and gave birth to. Fucked around with genes and DNA and the balance of things and got screwed over. Guess that’s what happens when we create a new species. That’s Gods job not mankinds. He can deal with us killing each other and us killing other things ruthlessly. He can even deal with us ruining his faith and spoiling his church. But creating a new species? Now that’s where he draws the line. We can play dress up but the God costume is off limits. Seems cruel to hang the costume in the closet when no one is allowed to wear it though, but that’s just me.
“Baby please! I can’t see you die…”
However, life has always been cruel. Nothing about it was ever nice. I look back now and realize… nothing was worth it. No… nothing good happened in my life that makes me say, “Well… this sucks but hey, life was good.” No, fuck life. It sucked. What do I have to show for a good life? Nothing. No good memories. If I die it will be no worse then being born into this pathetic excuse for a life. I can’t express the disappointment I feel right now as I stare death in the eyes. I know I should be afraid and resist its pull but the eyes of death are so pretty. It’s like that badass at school you knew you shouldn’t like, you know you need to stay away from him. Still his pretty, icy blue eyes pull you in anyways. Death is my bad ass…
“I’m sorry Momma!”
I had one thing to live for… one thing to keep me going in this time of giving up. I loved this one thing with all my heart, having nothing else to divide my love. My knight in shining armor, the love of my life. The person I gave up my family for, the person I was ready to grow old with. But with the shitty luck I had that dream was crushed like all the others I had. My fuel to keep me going, the thing that made my heart beat and my lungs inflate. No, I was not in love with Oxygen… I was in love with him. Sweet… sweet…him. All gone now though. Why spend my last few minutes thinking about something I can’t have. No sense in dreaming with my time to pursue a dream coming to an end. I was headed to hell… he was stuck in heaven. I’m sure if he could chose he’d give up all that luxury for me and join me in hell… but I doubt he has the choice. If I don’t why should he?
“I love you honey!”
It was too late that I realized there as more to life then loving one man. With a heart full of love and no one to give it too I turned back to my family I had disowned and with wide open arms they took me back in. Took their daughter back in that had thrown them under the bus, stabbed them in the back, and left them in the gumtree. Whatever you wish to call betrayal. I felt so bad… I didn’t want their love. Nevertheless, they gave it to me regardless. Like I had never done anything wrong. Now that she’s gone I miss her. I realize how much she loved me. Too late though I suppose. And as I watched them take her, kill her and begin to eat her I had to cry out. I couldn’t help her, I couldn’t save her like she had saved me. I’m so useless…
“I love you too momma…”
The end of the world has hit us hard. It’s twisted our minds, made us think good is bad and bad is good. Fucked us up real good. We did this to ourselves. Poor people who walk into this city daily looking for survivors… all they find are bodies and half starved lunatics like myself. I still have some connection to reality but as far as I’m concerned most of the time I am just another one of these monsters. If you find me, kill me. Shoot me, make it quick. Cause I want to die but no one will kill me. Everyone wants me to suffer. It’s not wrong to want to die… but its wrong to kill yourself.
“I love you so much momma…I’m sorry…”
What will you see when the world ends? Me. You will see me. I will be hard to recognize. I will be hard to find amongst the rubble and the dead. You’ll see me though. You’ll see me sulking, waiting to die. Be happy the rest of the miserable have died. I’m all that’s left in this city of woes, this horrible version of hell for the living. Ruined buildings, bodies strewn about. Pools of blood, still warm. The bodies are cold, stiff and rotting. As is mine. Alive, rotting, bleeding and cradling what’s left of my heart. Welcome to the new Sydney Australia mate.
“I’ll find you again. Wait for me…”
I hope she waits…
©2008-2009 ~Windspeaker-wolf
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Author's Comments

WARNING: Some coarse language but nothing your little eyes can't handle.

The literature part of my contest entry for :icontaralupe:'s contest. I'll draw a scene from this later when i have more time.

So her contest is something like, (I forget the actual rules XD) the world has ended... what do you see? So... I wrote what my char might see. I more actually showed the thoughts going threw her head as the world ended and her last breaths were taken. lol... you'll see when I draw it :P Looks good in my head!

How the world ended in my story since its pretty vague: Zombie like creatures :D

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~Taralupe Mar 22, 2008, 4:58:17 PM
Wonderfully chilling! Great job! ^^

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~w0lfz Mar 22, 2008, 5:41:57 PM
Wow. That was really good! Nice work Kip!
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~Windspeaker-wolf Mar 22, 2008, 6:27:05 PM
Thanks mate :D

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~Windspeaker-wolf Mar 22, 2008, 7:25:29 PM
Thanks Sky :D

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~w0lfz Mar 23, 2008, 2:25:59 PM
No prob, buddy.
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~Windspeaker-wolf Mar 23, 2008, 2:31:24 PM
:giggle: Buddy...

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~kallikrates Mar 23, 2008, 6:42:55 PM
Almost disturbing...

But I'm crazy, so I don't know what disturbing is!

Great work though!
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~Windspeaker-wolf Mar 24, 2008, 4:11:25 AM
Lol, disturbing's okay :D I was aiming for something a bit twisted. ;)
Thanks! :3

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