Just Something I Scavenged On Hiatus Thank you, Jeccabella-Guest

by Asuki-sama

700 years ago, the humans left Earth for the stars. Earth, only a shell of the life-abundant planet it used to be, was declared unfit for humans any longer. But what if some humans were left behind? And what if, 700 years later, generations later, those same humans find themselves stuck in the same struggle for survival as their ancestors? And what if, they could change it all?

1. When You're Living the Life of Luxury

I woke up with the sun in my eyes and the burning sensation of decay in my nose. Great. The pollution got in again.

I squinted at the sun while shaking the sleep from my thoughts. Where is that reeking smell coming from? I swung my legs over the rickety bed and landed on the old, rusty metal surface sheet called 'the floor'. If you could even call it that.

Brushing away the dirt from my worn jeans and ragged forest green tank top I had had scavenged months ago, I expertly swept up my chestnut hair into a messy bun and made a face in the broken mirror. "Not too shabby, Kamari," I said to myself. I really need someone to talk to. I grabbed my makeshift bow next to my bed and tied a bandana around my nose and mouth to keep the perpetrating smell muted as well as the toxins out of my face.

I found that by front door one of the boarded up windows had a widening crack in it, letting in the toxins and the perpetual stench from outside invade inside. You would think one would get used to the smell. Ugh, I thought. I grabbed a rag from my belt and stuffed it in the growing crack, praying that it would hold. Because if it doesn't, I'll have to find a new place to crash, and it's dangerous to go outside by yourself for too long. Thanks to the insane amount of dangers lurking around every turn.

Before heading out to scavenge for more food, I gently scooped up a cute little charm bracelet from my nightstand. Katie's bracelet. My heart clenched a little bit at the thought of Katie, and I tucked the bracelet in my bra next to my heart.

Hey, you can never be too safe.

I slipped out of the banged up trailer, crouching beneath the huge mountains of trash. God, what a mess humankind did to this Earth. I'm ashamed to be human. I wish I were a measly cockroach instead. They're survivors, not destroyers. Did people even care when they destroyed their own home, their own planet? Apparently not, because when things got tough, they all stole away to the stars, leaving behind the poor that couldn't pay for a trip out of this waste bin. Cowards, every last one of them.

Well, today their trash will help me with at least one thing. Food. Maybe I'll get lucky and find a can or two of actual food instead of gnawing on dirty leather to quench my hunger. I smirked. Maybe I'll even find a guardian angel with a place with lots of food, water, and an actual life. Right.

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Alright, alright! A new fic, guys! I'll be uploading every Friday/Saturday, which ever day life doesn't get in the way of first.

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Update: Big shout out to SandStorm3D and Dinosaurs R Dead for helping me with my writing. They're awesome! Check out their work. Anyways, on with the show!