The year was 3159, the world was a dark and dangerous place ever since the war began, and it was beyond any vile act of man ever seen before, the war that would destroy the world. Every country was at war with each other. There were no allies whatsoever. In school there were regular bomb drills. Every child above 10 years old was required to carry around a nambu pistol, sure they were a bit old but they had a good fire rate. Robotics engineering had been mastered and they were starting with energy weaponry.
Andrew was playing floorball on the street with his friends when a giant shadow covered the ground. Andrew looked up to see what it was, he didn`t see anything but he heard something! An atomic bomb was falling through the air, not just one, but five, no fifty, no five hundred atomic bombs! As he started to run away to the towns bomb shelter he saw his friends standing there. Like deer in a headlight, just staring at the sky. “Come on! What are you waiting for?! They said nothing as a mushroom cloud engulfed them.
He got in the shelter, but he was the only one! His parents had already been engulfed and when he saw someone running towards it, he locked the door and ran to the farthest wall of the shelter.
Andrew woke up with a gasp in cold sweat. He had had that dream for fifteen nights in a row, even though he knew it would be impossible to remember it, because it happened over one hundred years ago. He heard the traders coming around and went to get his normal items: petrol for his motorcycle, a small book, some bread and a nice herbal tea which helped him sleep easily. The other, not so usual things he got were a shocksword and an m9 pistol. In return he gave them 50 shells and some wheels for their jeep. When he got back to his campsite started working on a schematic for a spider mine. It was a plasma mine that would plant itself in an area, but when someone came in a 50 foot radius it would find them. Jump on the, and stab itself in the victims chest and explode. The only problem was that it would explode on anyone, allies or enemies. He was musing over solutions when he decided to read the newest novel he bought. It was titled “the fall of humanity”. He got a few pages in and realized that it was a book he had wrote that someone else had taken credit for. He threw it in the fire and put up some empty bottles of whiskey. He had shot three out of five bottles when someone put a gun up to his head “put up your hands” said a rough voice. He did just that and as the raider was going through his pockets for weapons or shells Andrew smashed his elbow on the back of the raiders head, pulled out his shocksword and whacked him in the shins, pulled out his m9 and shot the intruder in the kneecap. “Who are you? Give two good reasons not to blow your brains out! Well? Spit it out you worthless pile of excrement!” “Umm, well, uhh, you see, um, I’m sexy?” “Wrong answer” BANG! Andrew did what he promised and blew his brains out. Andrew, without any emotions, took the man’s` shells and threw the corpse in his fire.
later that night something was bothering Andrew was mulling it over for a while and realized that the thing that was bothering him was that when he killed that man, it didn`t even matter to him that the man might not have even wanted to do that, he might`ve been forced. A lot of raider groups did that so there would be less chance of them getting killed. He decided to make a cup of tea and call it a night.
Andrew woke up at around dawn to the sound of engines. He grabbed his m1041 shotgun and his m9, when he looked toward the direction sound and saw about 59 thugs on motorcycles all armed with clubs and assault rifles! “what is this about?” he asked, “you killed one of our men!” He shot the first few with his shotgun and the next few with his m9. He pulled out his shocksword and cut the one closest to him, when they realized that he wouldn`t back down they ran away. “it`s no longer safe for me here I guess.” He said to himself. He went back to his camp, grabbed his motorcycle and important items, and set his camp on fire so nobody else could use it. After the deed was done drove off toward California, the only place with any order left. With any luck he would be able to join the makeshift military.