A scream startled Shelly awake. She quickly leapt to her feet and yanked off her striped blanket. She grabbed her shotgun and held it close, imagining danger outside. It was only when she looked out the window she noticed that no one was in trouble. She saw the neighbor's kids playing impulse dodgeball, throwing impulse and shockwave grenades at each other, sending them both flying through the air, screaming with delight. Shelly sighed and smiled as she drew back her curtains. She then collapsed on her bed and stared at the ceiling. Closing her eyes, she took a breath and thought about her life so far. Her parents had bid her farewell a couple of years ago, as she turned twenty. Hopping in her quad-crasher, Shelly drove off, to start her own life. She already had her eyes on a nice house, in Salty Springs. It was much smaller than Pleasant Park, but she appreciated the coziness. As a plus, it was right next to the gas station, where Shelly worked as a cashier, ATK and quad-crasher technician, and a certified "RPG vending machine un-jammer". Now, you may be thinking "RPG vending machine!? What crazy world does she live in?! Gosh golly, think of the children!" Well, Shelly lives on Fortnite Island. Many, many years ago, the island was transformed by something call "Battle Royale". It was basically a 100 person PVP death-match. They would all drop onto the island, out of a blue bus-hot air balloon combo called the Battle Bus, find weapons, and kill everyone. The strangest part of this "Battle Royale" (what, there's more!?) was that everyone else not participating would not even be on the island. It seems that there was an exact duplicate of Fortnite Island, except completely uninhabited. Adding to that, once you die in "Battle Royale", you drop all your loot and have two options: you can either watch the person who killed you to the very end, or you can exit, and respawn an the inhabited Fortnite Island. Now you also may be wondering "If everyone dies, then what happens when there's only one person left?" Well, my good sir or madam, if you win the match the you get a "Victory Royale". You don't get anything from it, except for major bragging rights. Now, back to the story. There were two types of people on this island, the "try-hards" and the "lives" (weird but true). The try-hards were those who lived for "Battle Royale", and the lives were those who, well, just lived. Shelly was sort of a try-hard, but she also enjoyed just living. Rubbing her eyes, she slowly rose from her bed, almost ready to start the day.