Testing. One, two. I'm I doing this correctly? O-oh. Hey there, my name is Ziodyne967 and I'm pretty new here as an author. This will be my first fanfiction, so expect mistakes here and there.

Have you noticed that there aren't that many good stories out there for Will and Isabella? Or the rest of their game? I thought to myself, 'If there aren't any, why not make one myself?'

So here we are. Please drop me a review and let me know how I do.

Our world is destroyed.

Fire rained from the sky,

The land scorched and burned,

The Earth shook and rumbled,

Oceans raged.

Dust covered the earth, blotting out all traces of the sun.

It seems impossible that anything could survive.

But amid the destruction, there is hope.

"Please... let me find someone."

One young man stood upon the burnt remains of what was once a great city. His white face was covered in dirt and his brown hair was a mess. His military cadet uniform was dirtied and in tatters. William 'Will' gazed upon the ruins in despair. This was once his home. Now though...

"There's no one here. The whole world is dead." Will said dejectedly. The sky was covered in ash which left his surroundings colored in a brown hue. He didn't know how he survived, but he was glad that he did.

"HELLO!? Help me please!" he called out. His voice echoing in the distance, answering his desperate calls. For miles upon miles, Will could only see the devastation that was left in the wake of the meteors. The buildings were turned into wrecks and the flora had its roots upturned and its leaves blown away. Bodies littered the road ahead, none having so much as moved an inch since he got here. He could faintly see the shock from the impacts still present on all their faces.

It was only just yesterday that he walked these familiar roads. He even remembered going to these places. The movie theater with his friends, which was now all but rubble as the building collapsed on itself. The burger joint he'd go to every now and again was wrecked beyond recognition. Even the coffee shop that he frequented before enrolling at the military academy. That was where he and his friends would spend the end of their week together at.

The world Will knew was gone. Who knows who else survived the initial impact? Instead, he was forced to wander through a living nightmare.

Alone.

"Please... I don't want to be alone..."

He couldn't remember how he made it up here, but he was glad. Will looked around to find himself walking to the top story of a still-intact parking complex. Cars had been scattered and upturned around the place, having been blown since the initial impacts. "Well...?"

Now what? There's no one here, and all these cars are useless. I've been at this for hours. Or has it been days? I can't remember anymore.

His stomach grumbled in response. Wills shoulders slumped and he gave a sigh.

There had to be someone out here that survived. His friends and family might still be alive somewhere out there. He knew for a fact that they weren't at the academy when things went south. He was alone that day, which is why he had to remain strong. For as long as he can stand, he can still go on.

"Wait, whats that?" the cadet whispered to himself. A lone motor bike stood upright on the far side of the complex. His eyes widened as he forced himself to move forward.

"Could it be?" As Will got closer, the color of the bike became clearer.

Orange.

"The army!?" he exclaimed and knelt down next to the bike.

"But the engine's cold." A sigh escaped his lips, this one filled with exhaustion as he examined the rest of the bike. Leather seat and low handle bars. There were also two axes crossed with each other were sprayed onto the side of the frame.

"Huh? I don't think regulations would allow something like this on a vehicle." He shook himself out of his thoughts and looked to the side. A roofless side car was attached to the bike itself with a large gun perched atop.

Will could only stare in awe. He's only fired the standard military-issued handgun during training.

"Bet you can't beat my score! There's just no way!"

"Yeah, well. We'll see about that." Will smiled, and both bumped fists.

"Still can't believe this is all happening." Will muttered to himself. It feels like an eternity since he found himself in this hellish land. Being buried in rubble and digging himself out was something he did not think he'd experience as a cadet. Daily training and beating his friend at the firing range was all he had to worry about. Now though, he had to worry about possibly dying.

Alone.

Shaking himself out of his thoughts once again, he found what he was looking for in the side car. A two way radio walkie talkie.

"Maybe whoever owns this bike is still nearby and they can take me to the rest of their unit."

A low rumbling in the ground caught his attention a second later. Immediately, he dropped the radio back and looked over the ledge. He couldn't see whatever was making these noises, but he recognized what they could be.

"That sound...!" to be exact, that was the sound of a Humvee. He heard several other noises as well. "I knew they were around."

Lo and behold, he spotted several figures on the streets below. They were dressed in their combat uniforms and carried their rifles with them. Several dozen bikes were driven alongside a couple of Humvees as they made their way down the street. "The radio! I can call them!"

"Help me! I'm on the top floor of this parking lot here!" Will yelled into the radio. "My name is Will! I'm a cadet at the Rubinelle military academy! Do you read?"

"Gwar har har!" a burly laugh answered his calls.

A small frown formed on Wills face. "What's so funny?"

"Look sharp, roaches! We got us a live one! You know the drill! I want his food and I want his weapons! Leave his corpse where it falls! Ain't no one going to complain."

He was confused then. Did he hear them correctly? Corpse? 'His' corpse? They were gonna kill him!? He can see the soldiers move down below. They were all converging on his position now.

"Huh?"

"There he is!" One of them shouted, before a hail of gunfire started to tear the concrete wall in front of him. Will fell and began to crawl away.

"Why are they doing this!?" His breathing began to uneven and panic was setting in on his body. "There's too many of them! I've got to get out of here!"

Will climbed back onto his feet and started to scramble away. He had to run! He had to run and find someplace to hide. Somewhere far away. But how?

"Wait!"

"Surround the building roaches!" The man jumped off his ride and landed in loud stomp. "He's got nowhere to run but through me."

The others backed away in fear of the large man. His hulking feature towered over even the tallest and strongest man in their group. Some would even say he could crush an AT shell going mid-flight with just one hand. One look at him would even make the most blood thirsty criminal in their unit wet their pants. The violent sneer and deathly gaze showed an animal- no... a Beast on the hunt.

The soldiers swarmed all around the building, readying their guns. The others on their bikes and in the Humvees did the same. They knew this was the only exit out, with the ramp leading to the next level right before them. The soldiers wouldn't have to wait long before that person would either come down that ramp and beg, or risk his neck jumping off the side the building. They always took the same choice however.

"Hey man, you hear that?" One of the soldiers asked another. A loud roar put them at attention. "That's definitely not ours."

"Wait! The Beast growled and held up his hand. "I know that sound." he hissed, just quiet enough for the others not to hear.

Around the corner came screeching a man on a motor bike. His face filled with fear when he caught sight of the men pointing their guns at him. He didn't stop however, when he turned the corner. The raiders losing eye-sight as the young man drove past towards the other corner.

"That basterd's got my bike!" The Beast muttered under his breath. He stomped up towards the ramp, intent on wringing the boy's neck.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing!

The moment he saw his bike being touched by some trash, the Beast decided not to kill the boy. Oh he was going to do something more worse than death.

He was gonna-he was gonna...

"Boss!"

"What now roach!?" The Beast turned in anger, just in time to see that very same boy sail across the air and land right behind his troops.

Will didn't bother stopping as the hard landing reverberated throughout his body. He hadn't actually planned on that jump, but the moment he saw his only exit cut off by the Hulk himself, he'd have to rethink his exit strategy.

Which came as a conveniently placed opening and a lump of dirt/rubble.

"Hah! I made it! I really made it past them all! I'm alive!"

He was driving past places he often visited, down the cracked roads of his city. He didn't have a real destination in mind, just a place far, far away from those crazy people.

Will chanced a peek behind him, only to notice that there was no one there.

With a sigh of relief he said, "Heh. I guess I lost them for good?"

*CRASH*

Will's head snapped back forward. In the distance a dust cloud formed in front of him. Rubble from a nearby building were scattered on the street.

'An explosion?!'

An enormous figure emerged, the dust leaving trails around his form. His smile was wicked and his eyes went wide as he spotted his prey.

"You're gonna have to try a little harder than THAT!"

Aaaaand finished! You've no idea how hard it is to write these things. I actually had another fic just like this one on Optimus Prime, but I lost him.

I had a really difficult time doing Will and Beast's interaction. I've seen a lot of bad guys mouthing off the main characters, but once your the one writing them, nothing comes to mind! Ahh well. I'll get better. (I hope)

Has anyone thought it was weird that Will had a bike with him in the intro? Or that he wasn't alone at all? People who played the game would get what I mean.

And how did the Beast come to power over his own unit? That got me thinking that the Rubinelle military would make a unit that consisted of only bad apples. Of course, that'll come with it's own treasure trove of ideas. I just hope that I can write good enough by then to at least cover some of them.

Boy, now that I've proofread(tried) the entire thing, it's surprisingly short. My teacher says to read it out loud too, which helped immensely. I've already reread the entire thing and I'm still finding mistakes! I'm guessing there's still a lot more too...

Anyways, my future vision for this fic would be that I finish it. Simple right?

Right!? HAHAHAHAHAH... no it's not easy.

Drama, romance, and a ton of action will be included. Comedy will be sprinkled in here and there. Really a lot of stuff to cover, though all this exp will help me level up my writing class.

If you were wondering, I'm at Lvl. 1 by the way...