A splash of colour wandered through the darkened grey streets of the abandoned city. Parasites sprawled beneath the old roads, through tunnels once inhabited by trains bustling toward there latest design of hell. Beneath the ruble hid lurkers and in the open, nothing. Her very being there was as though a slice of a rainbow had fallen from the heavens and onto the grey background that was the decrepit sanctuary for darkness after the war had ended. After humanity had all but destroyed itself in a flurry of bombs and gunfire. And now, the few survivors that remained were kept in a cage-like some sort of city like a menagerie.
The sound of her delicate footsteps were enough to raise the dead, though the sound from her dainty feet was so slight. Just a penny dropping was enough to make those things crawl out of their graves and onto the streets above to hunt for whatever had enticed them out of the darkness. However, it seemed that even the shadows were shying from her as the grey clouds parted and allowed a sliver of dull sunlight to break through and light her a path through the streets.
Slowly, she wandered through the streets with no real purpose other than the task she had been set. She was tall and skinny, no shorter than 5'9" but her body had the curves of a thin hourglass. Skin like the ivory keys of a piano and long hair that was a pastel shade of pink that shone like silk in the pathetic glimmer of sunlight that had forced it's way through the darkened clouds. Her eyes were the colour of crystals, an aqua blue that mirrored a pool of water in summer, her huge doe eyes framed by a long, delicate black mass of eyelashes. With cheeks tinted a pale peachy-pink and lips the colour of the buds upon her chest, her face was that of an angel and she supposed that was what she would become to the people she was searching for.
She was capable of thought though her mind was set solely on her purpose. She'd left the haven for a reason, however dangerous the journey to meet the task was, she was determined and her willpower alone had gotten her halfway through the journey. The boy behind her was probably another reason she had survived so far but she had kept him alive numerous times also. They were in a mutual sort of friendship.
"Luka... It will be getting dark soon."
The girl turned to look at her friend... no, partner in crime? That was probably a better description. His name to her was Gakupo, though he was no more than a robot made to serve her. He wore the a modern looking suit that held numerous swords on his back. Overall, he had, what? Nine or Ten swords? It wouldn't have surprised her since he was so prepared for everything. Hell, all she had was a jolt gun and a Japanese katana that she wielded with "poor accuracy" in Gakupo's words. Hah.
"I presume you mean you want to set up camp?" Luka asked, her voice light and melodic in comparison to Gakupo's shadowy, rough sound.
As she turned, Luka realized the area they were in was one of the places she knew by memory already. It was one of the three meeting places designated where she was to meet the other three Eves. They were girls who were members of the new age groups, leaders almost though they were officially known as the fruits of Eve. Two streets down at midnight, Luka would find the second girl and they would travel together, both complete with the one called the watcher. In Luka's case, Gakupo was her watcher.
"That would seem like a plan if we have not reached our destination." Gakupo replied, his voice more like that of a robot than a human.
Luka nodded and helped him set up a small camp. It was only small, but enough to hold out against the variety of creatures that dwelled beneath the ruins and came up for the night air. A small tent that the two would share, a lantern to give the two a little light, a small camp-fire for warmth and food and an electrical shield around the whole thing. The shield was one of the most expensive things they'd bought with them, the whole price funded by the richer followers of the New Order. A shield that formed a dome shape and if anything touched it, would fry into ash instantly. Everything but Luka and Gakupo, though she wasn't sure how that worked. Something like Luka and Gakupo had been injected with the opposite to the chemical that burned people up or something of the sort. Alas, she had no real clue.
After a small meal of canned meat and canned potatoes, she lay in her sleeping bag watching as the seconds passed. How the world had came to such a dark ending, even Luka could never understand. It made little to no sense, how the world had basically ceased to exist with the people murdering each other on the streets, filled with a fantasy of united opinions; as if any two people shared every single same opinion. It was such a naive idea that had caused war, something so trivial and easily avoided by nothing more than an ounce of respect for the opinions of others. Was something like that so difficult? Apparently so.
Seconds ticked on and Luka focused on the sound of Gakupo's breathing, the gentle but continuous inhale and exhale that followed a perfect pattern. The way his chest raised and lowered in an even, yet slightly monotonous beat. Yet, Luka's eyelids would not even begin to flicker as her aqua eyes darted between the silhouette of her "watcher" and the clock that ticked away as seconds passed. Soon enough, she was crawling from beneath the sheets and getting her weapons. It was time to find the second Eve.