Author's Note: Hello everyone, it's been forever since I put anything up and I felt the creativeness trying to escape my body again. Time to write and for this category because I saw the movies and flipped shit over how much I loved them. Then I realized that there is next to none fanfiction for them, and you know what that means. I hope everyone enjoys!
Disclaimer: I own my own character and like nothing else. Literally nothing, I just spent all the moneys on college.
A girl ran through the city, trying not to slip with all the heavy streaming rain and unavoidable puddles. It was heard to see throughout the rain and she had already given up for watching the ground for rocks and sharp objects like she would have liked to been able to. She had no shoes on and her feet hurt all over and she knew that it wasn't just from how hard she was running, they were more than likely bloody and near broken. There was too much water on the ground to see it.
She had been a resident of the city, before the apes had come in and captured everyone. Though it had been a misunderstanding and they had let everyone go. The military forces from a much harsher civilization had shown up just a few days later and marched all over the run down and broken city, taking whatever and whoever they wanted. Mother hadn't stood and chance, neither had any of the few friends she had had. She had watched from the shadows as they had roughly been tackled to the ground and their clothes were torn to bits as the men pinning them just laughed at their screams.
Contacting others was supposed to be this cities saving grace and instead it had destroyed what was left of them. When had people became so cruel and uncaring? When had they became monsters, ready to rip young girls apart and slit the throats of the boys that stood against them, letting them bleed to death grasping their throats minutes later. She wondered how many others had escaped.
A group had ganged up from her as she had made it back to her mother. They had been pinned just like her friends had been, she had been stripped of her shoes and everything right down to the old ratty tank top she wore. Her short had suffered as well, as the creep had enjoyed slicing at them with her knife. That's how she got away though, when he had nicked her inner thigh, the man had sat up to run his tongue over the red tipped knife. He had been sitting on her stomach and she had managed to wrench a hand upwards and as the knife plunged into his mouth the man screamed high pitched and deranged.
She had stopped stunned until mother had shouted for to run, and then she hadn't looked back. Not when she heard her own mother screech of horror, not when she had waited in the empty walls in un-known places in the city she had lived in her whole. Screams had rang high until they had gone silent, and then all was quiet; quiet for hours upon hours. Long enough for tanks to roll in like they were ready for war, like they were done looting and ready to destroy the remains of her home.
That's when the rain had started as well, like the sky was crying for the loss of the last good people in the world. There had been kids in the apartment next to her, her mother would bring moths outside instead of killing them, and no one had done anything to deserve what had happened to them. She had run at that point buildings exploding around her as tanks hit them. Places that she once knew and loved became nothing more than a memory as people had already. Through the rain, through the destruction and through the loss of everything she knew and loved, she just ran.
The first trees of the forest were already far farther then she had already been before, always told that wild animals ready to eat her dwelled there. And then there had come those apes as well, talking and riding horses. During the first meeting she had wanted to go and see the horses as she'd never actually seen one up close but her friends had told her not to. That was apparently beyond even the wildest of dares. Stopping under one of the first trees that had a branch low enough for her to grab onto and pull herself up, as well as protecting her from the rain; she curled into herself and finally cried.
Her feet were a bloody mess and stung as well as her legs where the knife had clumsily struck her. She had nothing, no one and that only hurt impossibly more. She could still hear the tanks emptying their bullets and couldn't help but wonder if they killed her mother when they were done, it was odd to have to how to rather than them keeping her around for more. With all the horrible stories she had heard of the forest, at least they would only kill her.
There was no sleeping that night, just noise of guns and pointless one sided war. In her drenched, sore state she remained awake, scared and ready. Ready to just be attacked and for it to be over, but nothing came, no great animal jumped forward to devourer her, no birds came to peck the soul out of her eyes. So when the sun finally came up and the rain let up, and even the noise of stray bullets came to an end, she moved once more.
Onwards without direction or even purpose. It remained that way for as far as she could go as well, never stopping for more then a few minutes at a time, she managed to wonder through the day, through the night and then through another morning before collapsing. It was as if a weight was lifted off her chest when she finally collapsed, she had done what her mother had told her to; she had run and hadn't stopped running. Now she would get to see everyone again, get that hug that mother always gave her when she seemed to be so proud.
A rustling sound could be heard just feet away, yet Clara just brought an arm up to her face having nothing left in her. Her eye closed and her breathing evened, whatever it was could eat her, she probably wouldn't even feel it at this point. She blacked out.
The Apes had heard the war from the city over the last two days after they had all gone back to their home. Ceaser had hoped that the humans wouldn't point fingers at what they had done and the reinforcements would think twice about coming into such a rough looking forest. The gun fire and screams had come as a bit of a shock. The forest had remained quiet throughout the whole experience to masquerade that they were even there.
Early this very morning a scout team had confirmed that everything was destroyed and that there was no one left. So why, he looked down at the collapsed human, was there one back in the forest and so close to the Ape home?