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Journey

the mask was tight and cold, but if it wasn’t worn, I would die from the toxic air filling my lungs. the weapon I carried stayed close to my side making sure it could be used at a seconds notice. the scuttling sounds of nearby mutants were unnerving but not unusual, especially after the bombs went off in 2234 pre-nuke or P.N. for short but that was about 50 years ago, it's now 30A.N.B. or After nuclear bomb. As I stepped into the freezing wonderland of fear I knew I wasn't alone. I lifted my AUG in anticipation of a bloodhunter, the name given to what most people suspect were once lynx’s but we’re not sure. Then, from the corner of my eye I saw it, a small furry creature no bigger than an L131A1 pistol. It seemed frightened and harmless so I placed my weapon in my backpack and picked up the creature. It was small, black with big blue eyes and upon inspection released it was a baby felon which was a distant relative to cats. They had evolved to withstand the freezing temperatures and hypoxia in the wasteland. after a few minutes of waiting, I decided to take the creature with me, I named him “lil fighter” cause the newer evolved cats are pretty vicious. I placed him in my pocket after feeding him a bit of pig meat which was one of the last remaining foods.

I continued my journey up to a choice, I could either go through the old shopping centre or walk past it, the second route was quicker but had a definite chance of bandits and howlers or I could go to the shopping centre which might have a chance of bloodhunters which were less dangerous than howlers but still dangerous. I went through the shopping centre and looted some of the unfortunate victims of bloodhunters who had their faces ripped off. But then I heard it, the sniffing of one. I stood still and listened. as far as I could tell there was one no two, hang on, three. I had another choice. Either run for my life and hope they don't get to me, stay still and wait for them to pass but that assumes they haven't nested, or I could wait and kill them. I opted to run and made a dash for the door but one jumped on me making it difficult for me to pull out my pistol. I made the quick decision to pull out my hunting knife and plunged it into the neck of the creature making the red blood pour out but this only slowed down the creature, it stepped back a few paces and luckily for me, it stood on a landmine blowing it to pieces leaving chunks of meat around the place. I picked up as much as I could because my food supply was low then bolted for the door. It opened up leading to the other two bloodhunters, I knew I was dead, I unzipped my pocket so that lil fighter had a chance to escape but to my surprise a car came speeding through with a heavy machine gun blasting bullets into them, I dived to the floor landing in a little pool of what remained of one of the creatures, it may of been two thinking about it, I thought I was saved until I looked up at the barrel of a gun staring me in the face, he shouted for my name and I stared at the guy with fury shining in my eyes which made the man back up, fear took over him making him put down his gun. I whipped out my pistol and shot 3 times. his friend came speeding through and shot his gun but missed giving me a few seconds to run for cover.

I sat there, in the snow behind an old rusted car making sure I had enough oxygen and thought about what will happen if I get to my destination, will it be too late or will I be able to save them. Before I could get lost in a daydream the booms of the other man's rifle smashed against my cover, I guessed roughly where he was and took my rifle out, I knew that I had a maximum of three seconds to get up pinpoint his exact position and shoot him. I prepared myself and set the gun to fire 3 shots per trigger pull. I leapt from above the car and he was gone, I had no idea where he went. The car was still there and I spent a few minutes looking around the street but he was gone, then I looked at the back of the truck he was hiding behind. I opened it and saw him there, but he was dead. his insides were spread across the walls and his face was opened up like a flower in the springtime. only one thing could have done this. I walked backwards slowly realising that he wasn't the only thing in the back, my weapon was ready but set to fully automatic. I saw it emerge from the boxes that the man was sprawled against. this “animal” stood on what I think used to be the man's gas mask before it was torn off his skull along with his face. Then, it noticed me and stared at me. I had not idea what to do, I was terrified, I've come across a howler before and it was the worst experience of my entire life, they were the second most deadly thing in the known world. I just stood there and then, sprinted for the car hoping that the howler wouldn't get me, hoping I could drive off, then I turned round and saw it chasing lil fighter, he must have fallen out my pocket, I couldn't leave my new friend, I just find him too cute, so I ran towards him, aimed my gun and shot, I wasted half a mag and it barely scratched this mutant, it looked at me and ran at me, it pounced on me making me terrified of what may happen, it tore into my arm making the blood spray out like a fountain. I screamed in agony but pushed through taking out a grenade with my right arm and found a place where the other guy must have shot it, I stuck the grenade inside it and kicked the freak away. I ran away and heard the explosion go off, I went to check it was dead, I was happy to stick the bullet into the creature as it squirmed around the floor, in a puddle of its own blood, part of me felt happy to do it, the other did it out of kindness as I hate watching animals and creatures in pain.

I was driving in the car that the bandits kindly left for me before hearing a man shout “NOW!!” my car flew in the air spinning as it smashed into the floor leaving me unconscious. when I awoke my bandage had been replaced on my arm but my head was still bleeding. I tried to move but my leg was tied to something and my gas mask was on a table with the rest of my stuff, I must have been underground because I could breathe fine. I then remembered lil fighter and panicked, hoping to god that they didn't find him, I opened my pocket and there he was, asleep, I woke him up and told him to chew through the rope after what felt like an eternity he did it. I got my stuff and suited up opened the door and instantly closed it when I realised I was in the middle of a nazi camp. I must have been near their area when they got me. I checked my bag to see if they left my guns but they didn’t. I heard one of them coming through towards my door so I put my stuff back on the table and sat down.

he walked in with a big black bag and I got up and ran towards him, head-butted him then snapped his neck. my arm made this harder for me but I knew if I didn't try to escape they would kill me. I took his costume and walked out. I had all my stuff placed inside the black bag and continued. I had no idea where to go, my head was agonising, and my arm was in so much pain. I walked around the place and came to two doors, I decided to go through the door on the left, which I instantly regretted.  it was a room filled with nazis all in a seminar type place. I looked around and saw that they were showing off a new gun. they called it the “jew hunter” it made me feel sick. I sneaked towards the front of the stage and watched as these “people” stared in awe at their leader, I was at the front and looked around the place for an exit. as I searched around the run down room with wires and swastikas hanging from the roof I noticed a ladder that seemed to go into a ventilation system. I decided that was my place of leaving. the guy on the stage pointed at me and another guy to get the gun off stage which I thought was very lucky and clambered on and picked up the gun and walked off. the guy smiled at me and proceeded to pull out a knife saying “nazi scum” as he did it which made me explain about how I'm actually trying to escape. he didn't believe me. he lunged at me and attempted to stab me in the neck but I grabbed a gun I found concealed in his coat and shot him twice making the blood fly up about a foot high. I shot I'm in the head as well and continued my journey. I now knew where the gun was and after speaking to a guy backstage I knew I had 2 hours before the seminar ended.I searched for an hour before I found my weapons in a locker. I decided to grab another couple of bags and take as many of their guns as I could in one and ammo in the other. I returned to the back of the big room clutching 5 remotely detonated bombs and ammo to the so-called “jew hunter” to kill them with. After strategically placing the bombs around the rooms and setting them to when I pull the trigger on what is soon to kill them. I walked out the room with the knowledge that I have 5 minutes. I ran on stage and told the speaker that one of the engineers forgot to mention something about the “jew hunter” and that I was going to bring it back on.

I brought it on, with it already loaded, then pulled out a sawed-off shotgun and blew the speakers head off sending him flying off stage with his brains not far behind and firing the gun into the crowd. the explosions went off as well making some of them fly into the air like a ballerina while others got mowed down by the bullets penetrating them. all I could see was smoke and blood everywhere then, after 5 minutes, the gun ran out ammo and the smoke cleared showing nazis on the floor surrounded by their friends and comrades. some survived crawling on the floor screaming for their mums as they searched for their legs. One was clutching the body of his son crying about how it should have been him and one were stuck under his group of friends limbs and brains. I looked at where the door was and saw a big pile of bodies, obviously, some tried to get in to save them, all that remained there was mangled and twisted bodies with holes in them.i took out my pistol and walked around the room, finishing off all the remaining soldiers. one bullet at a time. I heard the footsteps of more soldiers coming. so I ran to the ladder where there was an arm attached to the ladder but not a body. lil fighter was there on the floor eating one of the nazis faces, I told him to stop and he jumped into my pocket. I climbed up the ladder and put on my gas mask as I saw daylight.I walked out into the air and looked around me. I felt sick. I was in pain. and I had no idea where I was. I started to wander around the place and eventually, I saw something recognised. my old road.

I lived here when I was married and escaped to the bunker when the bombs fell. It has been 28 years since I saw my child and 35 years since I saw my wife. my son and I went adventuring to find this place. I failed as a dad. I had one job and that was to save him. but the howler came out of nowhere. I couldn't even say goodbye to him. all that remained when I got to him was his face ripped off like it was nothing, his arm was away to another side of the room, his intestines was inside the creatures most like it was spaghetti, I heard his screams for my help but I was fighting off bandits, I had to run from them just to see my only son thrown around the place. I shot the howler, I shot 2 mags into its face, the last three bandits sprinted into the room and I went ruthless, the first one came in and I stabbed him the throat, he laid there, drowning in his own blood as his friend ran in where I pulled out my shotgun and shot him 4 times in the body, I saw the dust from the floor fly up and paint my face grey with the blood adding some red to it, the third ran in, he begged for mercy, I threw the gun at him, as he lay there, I punched his throat and noticed his mask starting to tear. I smashed his mask open suffocating but, I still kept beating his face in, my mask started to get showered in blood every time I hit him, by the time I finished my hand was broken from hitting the ground where his face used to be. I then went to my Childs remains and stayed there, clutching him in my hands filling the inside of my mask with tears.

I approached my old house, starting to tear up again after not seeing it for so long, I walked in, and saw skeletons surrounded by dried blood, I walked into the building and went upstairs, by the door there was one skeleton surrounded by blood in the throat area, another missing its spine, and another with the skull smashed in, then, i saw him, my sons remains neatly placed at the back of the room, “are you sure you want to do this John?” i heard from behind a broken wall, I nodded, “fine, is there anything you want me to do?” I gave him lil fighter and most of my weapons and ammo, I took out a box and placed its insides around the room, I then told my friend to place traps so no-one could take anything, he agreed and started placing some in the room, i took out the gun I used to kill the howler, placed it in my mouth, and leaped into eternal darkness, forever to be with my wife and kid.

the end