Thread: The End (GreenEyed23xI)

It is the year 6565 the governments that once stood strong have fallen and to each their own. However in the world of chaos as it is known today are groups of people who live somewhat civilized lives however cruel they may seem they are safe from the outside world as long as they are band together. These groups are called Civilz and within them there are rankings leading from Royals to slaves and everything in between. However there are those who wish to roam the land free of titles and free from others who wish to control them. Heros, Moles, and Wonders. The land that once was filled with thousands of builds reaching for the skies above them crumbled to the ground from years of harsh winds, rains, and winters. Buildings covered in trees, moss, and other plant life looking more like jungles then like once enormous cities. The once great city of New York now lays in rumbles the streets over grown in grass and the builds that still tried to stand covered in moss and vines that reached for the heavens above. It was much like a jungles then a city. Wild animals that once belonged in zoos now roamed the open city killing those who didnt protect themselves. The city wasnt safe not like it used to be with the civilz and the wild creatures that hid within the jungles of New York. Marie had escaped her civilz maybe one to many times she had been branded by her royal over and over again as a way to put her in her place and every time she had run after the royal thought she had submitted and cowerd into her place as a slave. Marie wasnt a dumb girl she knew that freedom would come at a cost and every time she ran she always somehow ended back in the hands of a royal. She climbed the vines of a large building that she had hidden and lived in years ago. It was once called the Trump Tower It was probably the largest one still standing that had very few openings in it to keep the insides warm. She looked around herself from up high her hands clinging to the vines that creaked for her to let go. She pushed herself throw a large window that had been shattered hundreds of years before and placed her small bare feet against the broken glass that covered the floor. She looked down at the small little shatters of glass that lay flat against the ground. She winced as a small piece of glass cut into her heel and she jumped off it picking her foot up and looked at the small amount of blood that dripped from it. This wasnt a good start hunter as well as wild animals could smell blood from miles away. She pulled the piece of glass from her foot and licked the small amount of blood from her foot. Yeah gross but it was what she had to do for now there was no water here and until she could find water her spit was going to have to do. Marie wasnt always a slave she was once just a Mole she knew how to live off the land but of course being caught by a hunter had brought her into the slave trade and straight into the hands of a royal. She sat back against the wall ripping a piece of her dress and coving the spot on her foot. Marie mumbled to herself about how this was going to be too easy for the hunters to find her and that she should have known about the glass. She pushed herself up onto her feet hobbling around the building that seemed more dangerous inside then outside.