Altered World

Everything was silent, not a soul to be found. As Gary stood on the outskirts of the once beautiful city, he could only faintly remember what horrible events took place. He was a different human back then, happy and content with not a care in the world, but now that was nothing but a distant memory. The only thing that shielded his body from all the sadness was a soft breeze as cold as death itself. He ventured into the ruined city head hung down, everything silent as a whisper. The only thing moving him forward was the slight echo of his own footsteps. He shot a glance at a fountain about twelve feet from where he stood. There, right in front of the fountain was a happy couple, seeming to not care about anything, just having fun, enjoying their short lives. He saw a boy, about four feet tall, with short brown hair and a medium build. He seemed to not care how he looked judging by the torn blue shirt and ripped tan shorts. His arm had a scar that went straight down his right arm. He was holding an ice cream cone in one hand and his other resting on the fountain rim. Next to him was a girl of roughly the same height. She sported long blonde hair and her body was curvy. She had a torn white shirt and a torn red skirt that hung down below her thighs. Her face sported a brown scar on the side of her face, and she was also holding an ice cream cone. Despite their appearance, they seemed to be having fun, just laughing their troubles away. Then, like a bullet to the head, all of that disappeared into mist. Gary found himself standing in front of a broken fountain. His eye caught a drawing on the rim. A heart with an arrow through it and in the center was some writing that read, "G+T." Without thinking his hand reached out and touched the inscription, sliding his hand across it, gradually feeling every groove etched into the concrete. He wanted to cry but couldn't. His tears had already dried up along with his spirit that was drastically changed all those years ago.

It had been six years since the demons first came to Earth. It was the day his whole life changed before his eyes. That day his father died, his sister, his girlfriend, everyone. The world was his graveyard. For all Gary knew, he was the only one left. The last human alive on this barren wasteland of a planet but Gary chose not to accept this. He knew there had to be someone else alive out there and he was committed to finding him or her.

Gary lifted his hand off the rim and brought it down to his side, firmly gripping his gun holster and walked past the fountain leaving his memories of yesteryear behind him. As he traveled through the ruined city he could only think of his girl. She was tender, sweet, funny, Smart, and beautiful. The amount of love that she gave him and all the warmth that they shared. The numbers of times that they would both sneak out at night and spend time together. But none of that mattered now. She was dead and he was alive. Gary stopped in his tracks and looked up. There he saw a man, about six feet with short brown hair, and a scar down his right arm. He saw another man, about six feet with rusty brown hair. Judging by the scar the rusty haired man had on his right eye and the bruises that covered his body, Gary could only assume that he had been in quite a bit of quarrels. From the looks they gave each other they seemed to be close friends or maybe even family. The rusty haired man reached down to his side and handed two Magnums to the brown haired man. The Magnums both had silver Chinese dragons etched onto both sides of the barrel. And then, everything vanished. Gary found himself standing in an old rundown house. He reached down and pulled the two Magnums out of their respective holsters and looked at them. The same silver dragons were etched onto the sides and the paint was wearing thin. Gary stared longingly at the guns, exhaled a long sigh, and put the guns back into their dark chasms. He continued to walk through the ruined city searching for survivors unaware that two, beady, blood red eyes were watching his every move.

Gary always had a grudge against these demons. Ever since that devastating day he always had revenge in his heart. He swore to himself that he would rid the Earth of this disease before he died by their hand. All he knew now was how to kill, how to dodge, and how to fight. Everything else was cast away like every second on a clock. All Gary was certain of now was that the bullets that he carries would end this nightmare once and for all.