Unusual Apocalypse

It’s amazing how I can find such beauty still alive in this world. It looks well fed and its coat is healthy and glossy, it’s a shame that I am so hungry. I take an arrow from out the quiver, lining it up with my bow I take one last look at the beauty before me and fire. The arrow shoots straight through its eye, a quick painless death, something so hard to come by these days. I sling the bow back over my shoulder and whistle; I almost didn't hear her sneaking up on me. My companion, my friend, Wind she is a wolf...I've always had a way with animals.

I guess everyone is coming together ever since the “plague” came. About 2 years ago something was discovered in a young woman with flaming red hair and piercing grey eyes. She was magic able to wield the elements around her, do incredible things with her mind. She was the first born but not the only one. Scientists discovered her power and took it for their own, they captured her, tortured her until they finally got what they wanted, her genetic power. They began to manufacture these genes and placing them in humans to change their DNA structure to be able to perform this magic. All over the world everyone was doing it...while the poor girl Athena was still being kept for their work.

People were able to adapt and use it to their potential, this carried on for about a year and that’s when the scientists discovered what they had created. About 90% of the world’s population started to change, the magic was too strong for them and it took over, changing their mind and structure. They became violent and aggressive killing anyone who wasn't one of them determined to convert everyone and destroy mankind. This is when the war broke out all across the world, nuclear war heads were fired, men and women went to war with these creatures. But of course they could wield the elements cause flooding, fires and tornadoes. The remaining 10% of the population either survived with the magic or didn't take it, we are the only ones left alive in this god forsaken wasteland.

It’s been a year since the apocalypse happened; I am currently based near a city called Newcastle in the North East of England. I originally started in Scotland and working my way down surviving anyway I can. Wind pads quietly towards the deer, sniffing the air to make sure were alone. She is my guide and my savior without her I would never have escaped. Slinging the bow back over my shoulder I make my way towards it, pulling out my knife I lean down and begin skinning it.

England wasn't hit that bad with the bombs, I know London was the first to be hit and lies completely in ruins. Looking around the plants have started to re take this place back, plants and weeds growing out the where the roads use to be, buildings half fallen and cars everywhere just left to gather rust. I finish up with the deer this should keep me going for a few days when suddenly Wind stops in her tracks, her hackles rise growling softly.
I un-sling my bow and prepare a arrow when all of a sudden I am hit by a imaginary force hits, I fall head first onto the floor, the world is spinning as I try to stand. Wind rushes off ahead “NO!” I scream but it’s too late she is slammed against a bus, I swear I heard some of her bones break.


“What do you want? Show yourself!” A man appears, he’s in his early twenties with sandy brown hair with piercing grey eyes which shift from side to side, and he looks familiar. “Well, well, well it can’t be it’s really you isn't, our creator, our savior...Athena” his voice chills me to the bone. “Yes it is I, you have no right taking my power, and your simple mind cannot handle it”.

“That’s where you are wrong Athena, I can handle it and once I've killed you the whole world will know it!” He raises his hands and utters something, lighting forks shoots at of hands, I only had a quick second focusing my magic I create a protective barrier around me, the lighting bounces off. He will pay for this; I quicken my pace towards him keeping up my shield as he shoots lighting at me. The panic on his face begins to grow; his eyes go wide as my hand grips him around his neck.

“You think you can defeat me you pathetic human, I was the one born with this power” my voice rises, my hands begin to shake; I pick him up off the ground. One by one I focus my energy to his ribs as they slowly break inwards piercing his lungs, heart and other organs. He starts to cough, chocking on his own blood. I watch his life die in my hands, his soul leaving his body. I throw him to the ground like a piece of rubbish and rush over to Wind. She is still breathing, I see her leg has been broken; I must get back to camp quickly before the sunsets.

I pick her up making my way down the long dusty road. I am Athena the young woman who started all this. I am their creator.