Authors notes: My first story, And in reviews, be honest, tell me what I need work on.

A Walk Through The Piney Swamp

Detroit Wasteland

New Arbor

2281

Dejoren, Roman

My eyes were slow to open as I woke up in my bed. The vault was always cold in the morning.

I walked out of my room, pressing the door, which slid open with it's signature woosh. When I walked past some women in the hall they looked at me, quickly looked back at each other and quieted their speaking. I thought nothing of it, That happened all the time. I was average, but I was always good at sneaking around, shooting, and lets just say if anything went missing everyone looked at me.

Breakfast was moderate, like always. My day went along rather smoothly, Until something strange happened. 2 guards with submachine guns walked into the cafeteria while I was eating lunch.

"Roman, would you mind coming with us" said the one on the left.

As I had no choice in the matter, I presumed, I walked with them to the office of the overseer. My mother, Dahlia, was there, as well as the overseer, Brendan Jacobs. Brendan was in his late Fifties , and had Gray balding hair. " Roman, come in." He said with no trace of anything but sadness. "Roman,

I'm afraid you must leave the vault." I was taken aback for at least 30 seconds before asking "What?!"

Dahlia was now crying and I, a 14 year old boy, was being asked to leave the vault. Every five years, I noticed something strange, a boy was sent out of the vault. Brendan explained why I had to go, and I saw the justification. If I didn't leave the vault, everyone in the vault, including me, would die by poison gas. I gave my mother a hug for I don't know how long, and I looked to Brendan

I went down the hall, escorted by the 2 guards. One guard slipped me a pistol and 5 mags and wished me good luck. The other guard only looked at me with sadness and said "sorry kid". The huge metal door of the vault, resembling a cogwheel, Screeched open, letting darkness seep into room. I walked down a long cave, and when I was about halfway through, the door screeched closed. No going back now. My emotion were in a wreck right now but there was one most prominent, Anger . The fact that my protectors, The "almighty" Vault-Tec, had thrust me from my home into whatever lies beyond the cave door. I walked up to the door, and slowly opened it for the first time time in 5 years.