PROLOGUE: October 23, 2077
"Chunk!" "Fizzzz..." went Klaus's Nuka Cola. He took a sip, the bubbles of the sweet drink tickled his throat and nose. He let out a burp and grabbed his glove and ball and ran outside to his backyard where his little brother Alex was waiting with his cap and bat.
"Are you ready AL'?"
Said Klaus as he arched his back humorously. His little brother nodded vigorously in response.
"Alright well LETSSS PLAY BALL!"
Klaus yelled as he took pitching position. He threw the ball -holding back a little to make it easy for his little brother- the ball glinted in the sunlight and impacted with a subtle "THWACK" as it sailed through the air onto the ground. The two boys played until the sun rolled wrestlessly out of view.
"Klause and Alexander come inside for dinner please."
Called their mother.
"Comming!"
The two boys said simultaniusley.
They walked inside dragging the baseballbat behind them making a metal screeching sound. However the sound was drowned out by the sound of sweet trumpet and sax, perfect on their new jazz record he had bought. They ate dinner, they laughed and then were sent off to bed.
"But mommy im almost thwee!"
Alex complained as he held up four small fingers.
"I know, your almost as old as your brother"
She said as she began to tuck him in.
"How old aw you Klaus?"
Alex asked.
"Old enough."
Klaus said smartly. His mother shot him a scowl.
"Eight, Eight years young."
He said.
"When I'm eight can i say up longer?"
Pleaded Alex.
"Of course sweetheart"
Said his mother. She began to pray with them.
"Our father, which art in heaven, hallow be thy name, thy kingdom come thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven, give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil, for thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory, for ever and ever, Amen."
she kissed both of them goodnight and left the room. Klause rolled over on his side. looked at his clock which read 9:30 pm. what a good day he focused on his now perfect life as he began to sink into the deep abyss of his subconciouse.
His dreams were interupted with the sound of sirens. Klause bolted upright. Dazed and confused he attempted to study his suroundings. he was in his bedroom thats for sure. he heard the muffled sound of his little brother crying. he ran to find him.
"ALEX?!"
Klaus yelled at the top of his lungs. However his screams still seemed to be shaded over by the sound of the air raid siren, cars screeching and people screaming. he whirled in circles as he franticly trying to find some sort of hint as to what was happening. he spotted his clock. 4:15 am. It read. He found Alex curled up in a ball qwivering with fear. Klaus sat with him took him into his arms and sat there...comforting him in the midst of fear...comforting him in the midst of confusion... comforting him in the midst of a GREAT WAR. They stayed there for what seemed hours when suddenly there was a pounding on the door. Klause jolted with fear as the pounding continued. suddenly the door shattered open revealing an explosion of light and two sillouetted figures. Their parents. Kaus's father took him up into his arms, as did his mother with Alex. they got into the car and began to drive.
"Are you sure they'll let us in? Because I heard that the doors are already shut."
Asked his mother.
"Of course they will, Max still owes me."
replied his father.
They drove toward a mountain. on one side they saw a mile long line of people yelling and bangin at what seemed like a big metal door. However Klaus's father drove around the mountain to another side. They exited the car franticly they began to sprint toward the mountain. When they reached it Klaus saw his father franticly examining every inch of the mountain side whe it seemed like he found what he has searching for he ran toward it. What he found was a second large metal door -that read "WELCOME TO VAULT: 56 we hope you enjoy your stay"- he set down his son and began to pound on the door. After about 15 minutes of pounding klaus began to look at the sky, he saw a shooting star and began to make a wish. But instead of continuing its course like a shooting star should, it began to fall with a whistle and a flickering trail of fire behind it. When Klaus's father saw this he began to pound harder on the door. At long last an electronic voice spoke.
"we apologize for the the inconveniance but our vault cappacity is-"
"Tell Max that Mark is here."
Interrupted his father.
there was a 12 second pause, the shooting star began to get closer and the roars of the people on the other side of the mountain began to amplify. after a few more seconds the door groaned as it stressed its way open. A sillouette of a man rushed them inside as the doors began to shut again. the flickering light of the shooting star began to brighten. Just as the star hit the ground it seemed to explode and shake the doors as they sealed them into darkness...