Smoke from old war still hung in the air, buildings of the city, which is Chicago, are no more, only parts stand in the dirty air. It would be hard for people of now to breath in it, but this isn't 2012…. But it's in the near future. The year is, if anyone alive could remember, 2099. The PLEGE killed many people, but some refuge along the broken plains you would see, moving endlessly, knowing if they stopped, death would catch up to them. You may be confused on what the PLEGE is. Here is the history of what is to come of your future….
As you know, the world you're in now seems like its falling apart. War after war after war, endless suffering until…. America wanted to stop it. They wanted to build a weapon, so that no one would think of violence ever again, it was designed for peace, hope…. But it did not do that. They worked on, if you counted it a person, HER. They taught her skills that you would never have in your lifetime. How to fight, think, care, be something good. That's how it started, but then…. Another Great Depression. One that hit hard, and America didn't have the money to fund HER anymore, said she had no use in the world. They were going to terminate her, end the project. When she asked "Why?" the answer was," Our people need help, they are more important." Then she just… snapped. Saying that people start war, people create chaos, people MUST DIE! That's what she did. The name she was given was Black Rock Shooter, but she did not want to be named by people, men, so she named herself Black Saw Gold. She killed women, men, children. The military tried to stop her rampage, but she was a super weapon.
The way she looked was chilling, red eyes, dark red hair, a sadistic smile. But some of us survived….. we run on.
I know this because I have lived through it. But you can also ask who I am… I am no one, just a girl that wanted to live. I walk on with my best friend, Yomi, we survive. She is like a sister to me, a big sister. What's my name… Mato, but those people, the ones we pass by, they call me their savor. They call me a name that I thought meant death, but now I think different now. They call me…..
Black Rock Shooter
