[Esquin]

15 years ….

15 years after the meta virus mutated…

15 years after a cure to the first virus was found …

10 years after the last human died.


For 15 years the world has been dieing. Some called it the apocalypse. Some called it natural selection. All we do know is that in 5 years every human on earth was dead. Every normal human at least…

But those of us with abilities were immune; the mutated meta virus didn’t touch us. Now 15 years after it’s release we’re still suffering the fall out. Everyone is fighting everyone else. Gangs roam the once busy streets of every city. That’s all we are now gangs of metas roaming the earth. If this truly is the next stage of our evolution, I pray that we can find a way to start earning that title.

I have done terrible things. I destroyed lives, cities. In many ways this world is my fault. I write this so that someone can know what happened. So that they can know that I’m sorry, and that with my last breaths I tried to fix things.

From the diary of Eliza “Lilith” Shanahan, 2nd August 2022


Welcome to the other future. The virus was stopped but a mutation got out. It targeted normal people until every last one was dead. After a war between humans and metas destroyed any hope of civilization surviving this catastrophe the world has been plunged into a dark age. The world is controlled by gangs, groups roaming the earth seeking glory, power and resources.

There is no good or evil. Just the will to survive, and a distant hope that someone can bring light back to the world.

[Esquin]

Lilith
South Manhattan Crater. 2022

It was night when she arrived. Looking over the scene before her Lilith took in a breath. The once polluted air of the city now replaced with a strange fragrance of plants and salt water. A hint of sulfer still hung in the air. A constant reminder of what had happened here. She stood at the edge of the crater, a massive pit in south Manhattan created during the short war between the meta’s and the Humans desperate for a cure. A war she had started. A war she was desperate to atone for. She didn’t know how., but she needed to unite everyone again. But she was so used to manipulating people against each other. Convincing them to work together was proving to be a great deal harder, but she was making progress.

A man stepped out of the shadows. You know my father died here. His sister was the one who caused that. Thanks to you. Lilith turned and looked at the ruins around her, and the hole on the face of the city. I know. But I’m here to make up for that. I understand I’m fairly infamous these days? Even if most of you don’t know my face. The man stepped up beside her, a strange glint in his eyes. [b]One of the reasons I’m surprised that you met us under Lilith. An alias would of served you well.[\b] Lilith nodded as she felt a shape pain in her back.

She turned to face the man. No…. do you know what you’ve done? She spoke weakly as the knife wound in her back bled out. Her breath catching in her throat as her lungs filled with blood. Gotten whats left of our world its pound of flesh. The man spoke harshly as he kicked Lilith into the crater. Her body rolled down the slope, her life leaving her before she reached the bottom.

[Riloc]

Zack Santiago

15 years....

15 years since his parents were killed by the virus....

10 years since he last saw Jessica......

5 years since his sister was murdered by one of the vicious gangs....

Zack sat up and threw his old scraggy blanket over him. He looked out beyond the alleyway he was living in. Deserted. A gust of wind seemed to be the only life other than himself here, he watched as the leaves blew across the road, hitting the cracks in the sidewalks. Ever since the virus, the world had turned into a dark place. A very dark place. Gangs roamed streets at night time. Civilisation had drawn to a close. The metas, such as Zack himself, were the only ones left. Every single normal human had ben wiped out.

A tear rolled down Zack's face. His parents had been killed by the virus and his sister had been murdered. Now he was all alone. Alone, swimming in a lake of sorrows.

[Zenia]

Joe Warrick

They say that killing a man is one of the hardest things to do. Joe however, no longer agreed with that statement. Fuelled by love, anger, angst, envy and hate he'd taken many lives in the fifteen years since the virus had been around. He'd ruined lives, entire familys and he hadn't felt even a drop of remorse.

Perhaps it was because of the events in Franklin that drove him this way. Others would say that he was just crazy. But deep down, Joe Warrick knew that there was a reason for all of this. He just didn't know what it was.

Kicking the door infront of him in, he entered the room. Gun raised, he span around and saw his target. Without even blinking he fired three shots, one to the head, the others to the chest. Pulling the small pair of secateurs out of his pocket, he went over to the corpse and pulled off it's left shoe and sock. Then, using the secateurs he carefully cut off all of the toes apart from the big one. Returning to his pocket, he pulled out a white rose and placed it on the corpses chest.

The Gardener had killed again.

[Esquin]

OOC: Ok so just so we're clear CIVILIZATION HAS COLLAPSED!!! Yes you can leave a signature for each killing if you like but no one will likely find it. You aren't going to survive long in this world by jsut randomly killing, and finding a random family to kill is pretty damn amazing. Finding a whole family living in a house like nothings happening is even more amazing. So I'm jsut saying read the description better ok.

[Zenia]

][ I don't expect anybody to find it, he just leaves one out of habit. He's not randomly killing, he's a hitman for a gang. Killing a family? Where'd you get that idea from? I said he ruined some, you only have to kill one member and you can ruin a family. I just didn't make it clear in my post that he did so before all the humans died out. ][

[Riloc]

Zack stood up and gave a weezy cough. He was starving and hadn't eaten in days. He decided to go and look for any traces of food he could find, which would be very difficult. As he turned a street corner, he bumped into a man holding a gun. Zack was shocked, it was the first person he had seen in ages. But he was even more shocked that the man was starting to point his gun at Zack.

"PPPPlease don't hurt me. I just want to get some food." Zack stuttered.

[Castillo]

Sean & Dave James

Sean & Dave wandered the streets for weeks, looking for survivors. They had come across a large field which wasn't yet dead. They claimed it as theirs and build large walls so as to make sure that no one could enter. They had put defences like barbed wire and broken glass over the wall. No one had known of the field since it was on the outskirts of the city, or what was left of it. They grew all sorts of food and protected it.

They walked around and as they walked into an alleyway, they spotted two men. One holding a gun, and the other looked pale, as if he hadn't eaten for months.
"HEY!" Sean shouted. Dave held him back, so as to walk towards the men together. "Put down the gun man."

Dave didn't wait for him to put down the gun. He grabbed the man from the collar and pinned him to the wall. Sean picked up the gun as the man dropped it.

"You alright?" Sean asked putting his hand on the man's shoulder. He was covered in a thin blanket.

[Riloc]

Zack gave a sigh of relief as he saw two men come to help. "Yeah I'm fine now. Thanks for helping me." He said as the three ran down the street away from the man with the gun. "I'm Zack by the way."

[Spøkelse]

Kelly Bourne
Rooftop

A lot had changed in Kelly over fifteen years. A lot... except for something that should have changed. She was not looking very different at all from her eighteen year old self. The only major difference was that he hair was no longer a bright, vibrant, orange but instead a dark red.

The biggest... thing that never changed was, well, her age. Instead of being a woman in her 30's, Kelly was only 24 years old. She would never tell anyone why she used her evolved time control on herself, because she found herself as a coward doing it. The virus scared many.

Now the fear had turned into total anger. She was standing on top of a roof looking over New York City. So much had changed in it... it was so lonely. She clutched the handle of a scoped rifle. It seemed not to fit her petite form. She held the scope up to eye-level and scanned the horizon...

OOC: Yeah, not done with this. haha