Ok this fanfiction is set during the series but some things won't be the same and it is what is going on for other children in England at this point in time.
A text message, that text message changed our entire lives, life as we had known had just disappeared, just in a few seconds. Our lives changed when the adults disappeared. The country fell into anarchy, no government, no laws. Just us kids, trying to survive. Breaking into houses, shops, fighting, killing. Just to survive. It is hard to remember the lives we used to live, the idea of a disaster was have no network connection for your phone.
Everyone over aged 15 and over disappeared, it was crazy, all the children were frightened. Nobody knew what to do, but a few dominant ones decided to take action and save themselves and their friends, I suppose that was the start of the problem.
Our story starts in an average size town, in a nice enough area. To put it simply it was a middle class English town, the only thing strange about it was the number of charity shops. How many towns needed 8 charity shops?
We were average kids, we did well enough at school, we had friends, we had ordinary lives. Then when everyone disappeared a list was written by our leader – Sasha. She wrote down who was allowed to come with us, and that person was allowed to bring any family of theirs that was left. As you can guess, I was on the list. There were only 10 of us on the list but we had had a head start, we already had chosen our building. A nice hotel a few miles from the outside of town. Once we had the location we had to adapt and start a new life for ourselves. We had independence but we were also in danger, extreme danger and for the first times in our lives we had to always be prepared.
Three.
Two.
One.
Go.
I sprint across the garden, bullets coming at me from at least 50 different guns. We are currently fighting a losing battle, but that it is ages from the start, but I know this is the end. I see my friend fall as she tries to put up defences. I put all my determination into the quick run over to her and I stoop down and pick her up. I run inside and seal the doors, I place her body down onto the table, a quick glance tells me my fears are true. She is dying. I run over to the cupboard and start pulling out the medical kit, "what's the point Rachel?" Sasha asks, "we have lost."
"We can lose and still save her," I say determinedly,
"save her to what, so they can drag her outside with the rest of us and then torture us," Sasha told me,
"what happened to you? You are so different. You are so pessimistic," I said,
"you must have swapped roles then," a friend who I can't be bothered to look at says.
"Yeah well if it's the end, let's go out with a bang."
But before I go, I think. We think... we think you should hear our story, the story of the tribe.