I'm Violet Manner. I'm immune to the Flare. My group and I are in Denver. You probably think that we might have trouble in her, but we don't really. That's because I have a great survival skills. I don't know how, but I do. I can also, sometimes I can even befriend Cranks, too. It's kind of weird, having a cannibal trying to be your friend. The ones that I befriend, I get them human limbs and/or less aggressive Bliss to help them. And if they do try to attack me, I cut them with my katana or shot them with my riffle. Nothing that bad.

I walked out to get supplies, since I'm the oldest. I closed the moving truck we were in. I took out my riffle and started down the abandon street. I walked into an old store and grabbed all the can food I could get in my backpack. As I walked to get some water, I saw three Cranks eating something. They were so way past gone. I loaded my riffle and walked around the corner.

"Get down." I commanded them pretending to be brave.

The leader glared at me, "You have a death wish? Well, I guess I could go for dessert." He licked his lips and started to walk over to me.

"Look, all I want is some water. Let me pass, please."

When he got to me he reached out to touch me. "Kiddies should be nicer." When he held his hand out, he hesitated. "Look, I still have a little sanity left, so you get three minutes or I'll come a have a little snack."

I nodded and grabbed all the water I could get.

"Hey, you have a vibe of a Crank that it past the past gone stage. Look out for yourself ok?"

I nodded, "Thank you, sir." I kept my head down till I was out of their sight. Yup, that was my power. I can have Cranks respect me, well, half of time.

I walked back down the street. I got the truck and hopped in the cargo hold. I saw three little kids huddling together. Zy, the oldest of the three, got up and shined a flash light in my face.

"Zy, give Levi and Amy the food. I have to get some more batteries, blankets, and some more stuff for the first-aid kits." I kissed each one's forehead, "I'll be back, just wanted to make sure you have food."

I walked back out and headed for any place that might have the things I needed. I got the blankets and first-aid stuff pretty easy. I just need batteries. I walked near the street and saw a few. When I got up, the first thing I found was a blond wanker on the ground when a hoard was coming.

I ran toward him. He was barely breathing. I got out the first aid and bandaged him as best I could. He was shot in his cheek. I took out the bullet, somehow stuck in his it. I put him on my back. I could never leave a helpless person in danger, even if they were a Crank. I ran. Hoping the group is blind.

I carried him a little till I hit some problems. Two female Cranks stared at me, eyes glazed, red stains covered their mouths. I almosted dropped him. The looked at me with hunger.

"Aw, what a pretty face." One of them said leaning her head with a creepy smile.

"Yes, so pretty you could eat it." They charged at us.

I bolted out of there. They kept screaming and flaring their arms till I set the guy down and aimed, closing my eyes.

Bang, bang, bang

I shot one in the head and the other in the calf and lung, my mom was a doctor before she became a Crank and my dad was a gun sells-man FYI.

My straight black hair cover my brown eyes that matched my skin. I whipped them out of my eyes.

The guy moaned. I grabbed a small amount of Blissed and gave him some.

"Ok buddy. Time to get to a safe place." I picked him back. We walked a different way just in case. I know way too much about survival that it made me sick.

I knocked on the door with his foot. In less than ten seconds Zy opened the door pointing my sword out. Just like I taught him. I was some-what proud of him.

"Zy, open up it's me. I brought a…person." He opened it and let us in.

"Who's he?" Levi half yelled. Well, I'm gonna have to punished him for being rude.

"Is he gonna be a new member or just a help-and-leave." The six year old girl asked me.

"I don't know."I started to take care of his wounds. When I was done I tried to get him to eat, but he was unconscious so I let him sleep.

Amy would poke his face once in a while, but we pretty much left him alone. It was really just a sleep in day. We didn't really have anything to do. I mean I did hear that the Right Arm was up to something, but I don't like killing unless I really have to.

I sharpen my sword as the kiddies slept, though Levi would wake up drowsy and asked he could take a shift. Man, he already over-protected and he ain't even NINE. Why did I have to be the den mother? I soon went to sleep after my sword and gun were ready for a little traveling. Got to keep moving or we're going to die.

I kept hearing Bergs. I took a deep breath. Finally, finally I got my wish. To always be alone. Never have someone to stop me. Never have someone to life for. I kept my selfish thought in my head till I heard Amy's soft snoring, Zy's hands wanting to cuddle, and Levi's humming.

I woke to a voice, "Tommy, you shank. I really hate your bloody guts."

Who was that was all I could think. Only one person could have a voice that I wouldn't recognize. The stupid CRANK.

What was his problem? Who was this "Tommy"? Why did he hate him?

I sat up to see a blond Crank glaring at his hands. "I going to BLOODY KILL YOU, MUNIE!"