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- 1-the real world
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After the world went through a 5 year long nuclear war the world was eradiated and dead, it looked like a baron wasteland. The old world that it used to be still showed but now most of the buildings crumbled and destroyed. 100 years after the war life started to pop back up. Anything that stayed alive now was mutated in to more vicious, scarier beings. Any humans that stayed alive on this planet was either crazy or too scared to wander the wasteland they called a planet. Nothing on the world except ruins that shown what the world was once and camps survivors put up to try to be safe, most of them in the cities that have been ruined, while some of them in big areas like stadiums and arenas.
There was a stadium was still standing, and, in that stadium, a huge civilization compared to the rest of them, was living there in consent fear or raider attacks or radiated monsters like, supermutants and mutated animals. This stadium had a secret no one knew about except the one’s that built it and some few special people that was allowed access 110 years earlier. The secret was a basement with an elevator leading down to a deep underground vault called 222 that had many generations of families in it that have never been above ground.
There was this one person in the bunker that always wondered what it was like up there. This one was the head of security and a tall Caucasian male that had short black hair and short stubble with dark blue eyes that you could get lost in. he was around 23 years old and was really strong, with muscles that stood out easily in the vault suit. His name was Johnathan but most called him john. His normal attire is a black leather jacket over a vault suit and a Pip-Boy 3000 Mark IV on his left wrist. He knew he couldn’t leave the vault even thou he wanted to, for the safety of the vault. But one day his dream came true but not in the way he wanted.
One day one of the resident’s child left the vault. The overseer which was about in his early 40’s and had red hear tied back in a ponytail, had called a meeting in the main area in the vault and announced “the child has run into the wasteland above and there is nothing we can do to help him unless someone volunteers to go out, but doing so will contaminate you and you would not be allowed back in the vault. The only reason that the child is allowed back in is because he can still be decontaminated with no side effects because of his age. If anyone volunteers he’s 14 years of age and has blond hair. He also has a scar on his left arm” No one volunteered except the mother of the child which was not allowed since her husband died of sickness in the bunker and there was no one to look after her other 3 children.
Later that day john went to the overseer’s office and asked “how the kid got out without setting the alarms off?” which the overseer answered “he must have stolen the key from my office and took the service stairs.” “you left key’s like that, just lying around?!” John said furiously. “well I never thought some kid would try to steal them and escape” replied the overseer. “I’ll fucking go out and fix your mistake then!” john volunteered angrily to go out to the wasteland and search for the child but the overseer noted “you can’t leave; you are our head of security!” “well security be damned after this mess you caused!” yelled john. John then turned and went back to his room.
When he looked around his room all he could see was grey. Grey lockers, greys desk and grey bed. The only thing that wasn’t completely grey in his room was his vault suit, his 10mm pistol and a desert eagle that was passed down the family and almost always kept in his locker. Even then they were still mostly grey and silver. John was worried about the little boy but he still managed to get to sleep.
The residents of the bunker woke up to blearing alarms and yelling in the middle of the night. the overseer of the bunker ran to wake up john but by the time the overseer got to john’s room he was gone so to make sure that john was not securing the vault, the overseer checked where john normally kept the desert eagle only to find it was missing. “Motherfucker!” exclaimed the overseer. As he planned, the alarms caught the attention of the rest of security by time he was halfway up the elevator and by the time they made the elevator come down john was already at the top and off the lift
John looked around to see where the kid may have gone. It seemed there was three ways to go. Down the lift, down the long flight of stairs and a door. Of cause since he just came from the vault he really couldn’t really go down the stairs or lift. So he had only one choice. john went towards the door to find the only thing on the other side was rubble from the stadium that collapsed. There was a small gap between the rubble where john could barely fit through to find a small city in the middle of the stadium which used to be an oval.
John went into the city and started asking if they saw a boy around but all of them apparently didn’t see a thing. When he was about to give up in the city and leave it to explore the wasteland outside the oval he bumped into a fiery red haired woman. Her hair ended just above her waist which made it look like she had never cut it. “ey! watch it” the red haired woman exclaimed. John apologized quickly “sorry, so sorry. Have you seen a kid around with blond hair and a vault suit by any chance?” the red hair nodded and responded saying “Yeah, oi saw 'im. your man wus runnin' out through de front gate.” “ok thanks” john thanked the women and started to head off untill she grabbed him by the arm. “Yer better not be 'eadin out dare in de dark.” “I have to make sure he’s okay” john said quickly. “Yeah. but it won't 'elp if yer dead. Okay ten. we'll go in de mornin'” “we?” questioned john. “Aye, we. yer wouldn't survive cock an' 'en minutes out dare alone” john agreed knowing that he would not be able to win with her. “Folly me an' keep yer gob shut.” She instructed. Which he did while she bought some Flannel shirt and jeans that were a bit torn and some 10mm bullets. “'ere, put dis on.” She said giving him the flannel and jeans and the 10 mil ammo “Also, 'ere is sum ammo for yer 10mil. They 'ad none for big gun in dare.” She explained while looking at the exact place where he was hiding the desert eagle. “okay. Thank you but I didn’t need ammo for my 10 mil, I’ve got some.” he thanked. “Naw, trust me. yer gonna nade it. But don't worry, yer owe me nigh. we'll git a bed in 'ere” she said while walking into something that barely looked a hotel, let alone a building made out of rusted metal. “what’s your name?” john asked. “a friend” she replied. When they walked in, it smelt of drugs and alcohol. They got different rooms which was tiny and had only a bed I them. He closed the rusted metal that looked like a door and changed into the flannel shirt and jeans, which he put his leather jacket over top. The beds looked like they were never cleaned and sounded crunchy when he laid in it. It took him a while to get to sleep but he finally got in an un-easy sleep.
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