KikuHimura

Deserted Days

Cedric gritted his teeth, but decided to let it go-for now, at least. Of course, he would pressure him about it later, but they'd just escaped the place that they'd lived at for their entire lives. He was probably tired and in no mood to be interrogated. He settled with glaring at his back for a long while before finally going after him, walking a few steps behind him.

Then he heard the shout from further down the street, causing him to pause in surprise. It sounded like a male, but it was a bit more high-pitched, like a yelp of pain. He wasn't sure what to do in such a situation, so he looked to Colin, waiting for him to take action.

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Cedric slipped through the fence, and then turned to him. "Wait just a minute. You want to get to California?" He just stared at him. "Why do we have to go that far?" He clenched his fists, getting annoyed.

"Colin, will you stop giving me bits and pieces and just tell me the entire plan?"

A slightly childish expression crossed his face, the one that he hated. He knew it had, too, but he couldn't help it. Colin had just been so secretive lately, and he'd had more than enough of it.

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"You know that I couldn't let you go without me," said Cedric as they walked carefully through the rubble and debris. After their parents died to the rebellions several months ago, Colin had been the only person he had left. Why would he want to stay in a place where he was alone?

That was one of Cedric's worst fears-being alone, without anyone to support and without anyone that he could lean on.

"Anyways, where are we going?" asked Cedric. He tried to sound optimistic, but it probably didn't sound right at present date.

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Cedric was silent for a long moment before nodding. "Yeah, let's go."

There were two reasons why he didn't decide to retreat to the safety of the Sanctuary: 1) He didn't want to leave his brother and 2) He didn't want to go through that suffocating tunnel again. Plus, he probably wouldn't be allowed to live if his brother left anyways, so there was really no point.

"But are you really sure about this, Colin?" he asked. He looked at him with a serious glint in his blue eyes. "Even if there are other survivors out there, what makes you think that they'd accept us so easily? They'd probably prefer to just shoot us on sight and not bother with trying to befriend us."

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Cedric nearly jumped out of his skin when the varmint leapt off the golf cart. He was already paranoid enough of this place, so that didn't help. He caught up to his brother, sticking close to his side. He looked down at his meter and scowled.

"Exactly why we shouldn't have come out here," he muttered under his breath. He folded his arms over his chest, trying not to look at Colin accusingly. "If you have a plan, please, tell me. I would really like to know." Colin still thought of him as a kid, and maybe he was, but he deserved to hear what was going on in Colin's mind.

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Cedric caught the gas mask, and strapped it on quickly. He wondered if this was as great of an idea as his brother claimed. They knew nothing of the outside world. He'd only seen pictures of it before the chemicals were spilled and dropped everywhere, the same as Colin. Perhaps they would die as soon as they stepped foot out there; it might have been a better idea to just stay in the Sanctuary.

That didn't matter, though, not to him. He wouldn't have survived in the Sanctuary once his brother left, since they'd beat him into revealing answers as to where he'd run off to. It would probably only be a few hours before the military personnel ran out, guns blazing as they searched for them.

"Do you have any plan on where to go?" asked Cedric quietly. He gazed around at this world, with the leafless trees, collapsing buildings, and rusted cars. He assumed that this might've been an impressive city back in its day, but now it was more like a scrapyard. He tried not to focus on that, though. He had always taught himself to just keep negative thoughts to the back of his mind, or else he'd never be able to concentrate and they'd all come into fruition.

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Name: Cedric Dresden
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Appearance: He has shaggy, chocolate brown hair and indigo eyes, with fair skin. He is a bit undersized for his age due to lack of food supplies and whatnot, but that doesn't mean that he can't support himself. He has a small nose, and typically wears dirty and ragged clothes, as new clothes aren't so easy to acquire anymore.
Personality: As his brother taught him, he doesn't socialize much and usually just keeps up a passive personality. He depends greatly on his brother, though he does know how to fend for himself when it comes down to it. He is smart and agile, but lacks strength. Notable traits with him is that he is claustrophobic and can't swim.

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The underground tunnels of the Colorado Sanctuary were suffocating, dark, and the walls felt like they were about to crush anyone who dared to traverse through them. In spite of that, fifteen-year-old Cedric Dresden, a claustrophobic teenager, crawled through them with all of the courage he could muster. His brother had promised him that it wouldn't take long, and that it would be worth it once they were outside. As long as he held on tightly to his faith of that, he would make it.
He sucked in a deep breath of air, nearly choking on it. The walls had to be getting closer to each other, yet the tunnel just kept on going. He closed his eyes, trying not to dwell on the deepness of it. There wasn't much left. As long as he kept telling himself that, it had to be true. He couldn't give up here, not when his brother was so sure that this plan would be successful. Freedom was on the other side.
Freedom-something that he had dreamt of and wished upon the midnight stars for.
When it was so close, he didn't even allow himself to think upon failure for very long.
With that in mind, Cedric pushed onwards.

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About a century ago, experimental chemicals were dumped onto earth by aliens who wanted to test the various reactions of life to unknown and foreign substances. This caused global meltdowns and panics, with widespread plagues that couldn't be treated by the simple-minded humans. With supplies and resources dwindling every day, humans were forced to take shelter in Sanctuaries, places that were kept under lockdown and separated from the outside world. Under the military's jurisdiction after the government collapsed, only people with useful skills and the degrees to prove it were permitted entrance.
One Sanctuary in Colorado has been in civil unrest for the last year, since some people want to leave. The military, without the knowledge of what is in the outside world and how to handle it, decline their pleas for departure. When everything explodes like the Balkan States, some escape and others remain in hiding. What was the better choice-freedom or safety?