Story by me, for the two bestest people in the world.. *cough* Elizabeth and Kathrine *cough* C:
"Coffee, did you guys get coffee? Skittles? Any skittles?" I pleaded Lexus and Doriana, hoping they'd say yes and shower me in coffee and spoon feed me skittles. But no, fantasy not coming true any time soon. "Nope, no coffee, skittles, nothing. Just this Better Living shit." Lexus said passing me a tin labelled BL/ind with that little smiley logo you see everywhere in the zones. I sighed and took the tin from her hand.
"Oh come one Cat, it's not that bad. Tastes just like beans. Tasteless beans." Doriana said trying, and failing, at eating the gloopy, crappy stuff out of the can. "Oh yes, it looks just wonderful." I laughed at the faces she pulled as the spoon entered her mouth.
The sun started to set out on the dusty deserts of zone 2, and the cold started to hit us. Our temporary camp had been packed up in to the boot of the old car ready to move to another zone in our endless journey of hunting down Korse to ghost the bastard. Lexus and Doriana were already in the car, half asleep. You see, this is exactly why we need coffee. To keep the fuckers awake. I sighed and got into the drivers seat of the car ready for the long journey ahead of us.
"Guys, fall asleep and I'll shoot you with my raygun, okay? Understood? Good." I smiled at them as sweetly as I could. I wouldn't really shoot them, they're my sisters, my only real family out here, I love them. I honestly don't know what I would do without them, they keep me from going insane, well we're all crazy in the zones but you know what I mean.
"I shall remember that. Do not sleep. You die." Doriana giggled from the backseat.
Doriana's the youngest, the only ginger in the family too, but she was a beautiful ginger. Only fifteen and already owned her own raygun, sigh, they grow up so fast. Lexus on the other hand, was three years older than little Dori, yet not so grown up, she still had her child-like-self in her even though she was now legally an adult. She was beautiful just like Dori, her jet-black hair with blue made her stand out from the crowd which just made her even more beautiful.
It seemed like our whole family had bright, baby blue eyes, except me. I have bright green cat-like eyes, which made me stand out from the crowd too, my purple hair made me stand out some more aswell, but hey, who wants to be part of the crowd? Only mainstream faggots that are too afraid to be themselves, and I, was definately not one of those. None of our family was, we were all different in our own special little way. We were a special family, very special.