- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
It will as soon as the deul is over most likely pick up here is my prologue for if i die in the deul this is the prologue for my characters son:
looked through the garbage for food I see a great explosion rip through the night sky making the day night. I run up to see what it was I see bodies lying everywhere. The Dukes troops lining the streets I try to run but I am quickly caught. Using the knowledge I somehow know in the back of my mind. I grab a mauler pistol out of his holster and blasts his chest open. Covered in gore I run down the desert streets trying to find a place to hide. But no one could hide. ID tags giving away there positions as I watch the lights of a desert hopper dance across the street having not eaten in 4 days and from the exertion from the run my 15 year old body slips into unconsciousness.
I awake in a metal cell. A single window lets in the harsh desert light I look around the cell. Dried blood caking the floor and walls, stilsawire cover the wall and door. The stilsawire just then slid away and the door opened. Two soldiers drabbed in black drag me out the door. As they drag me down the hall I see many other cells. Other children are being lead out. We are forced out into the desert a large frigate touches down. A men dresses in red robes step out. He begins to speak in a deep, harsh voice. “You children have received the honour of being our prey. If you do well you may live for the next day.” With that he took out a lasgun and ripped one of the children to ribbons this will be your fate he states. With that all of us began to run. This began for years till one night when I was 18 I was dragged out of my cell and brought into a ship I was being taken to the adult hunts.