Hello everyone, I'm basically doing a full makeover for this story. I've combined some of the chapters so that they are longer and more action filled for you all! I'm sorry about all the delays, but I can promise you I am not abandoning this story! I've put too much time into it!
Utopia
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"We stay in here.
They stay out there.
It's the way it's been for hundreds of years now. Nobody dare question it or go outside the walls to see for themselves. The few that have, have merely returned as mangled corpses as a warning not to trespass on their land.
But there was no law about them coming onto our land."
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Rukia slowly walked around the large oak tree that stood proudly next to the gate that opened into the 78th Rukongai district. The load of branches on her back weighed her down, so every step she made was sluggish and slow.
She had lived in the Rukongai for her short 15 years of life. After being abandoned by her sister, a kind old woman took her in and adopted her as her very own grandchild. Rukia was well behaved and didn't question why they were kept in the vicinity of fifty feet brick walls. She had simply accepted the fact that this is where she was going to be for the rest of her life.
A few spots of rain landed on the earth around her, darkening the mud so Rukia picked up the pace as fast as she could and headed for the entrance. A select few from each household were allowed to venture into the vast lands of the Seireitei to collect firewood or hunt animals to live a sustainable life within the walls.
AS she hurried towards the gate, the rain started to fall more heavily and Rukia knew the guards would be getting annoyed from the downpour. However she couldn't care less, the guards couldn't catch a rabbit if it was handed to them on a silver platter. They were good for nothing royals who only got the job because they 'know people'.
I could do a better job than them with my eyes closed, Rukia thought as she trudged along in the mud. Her mid-length raven locks stuck to her porcelain cheeks as she whipped her head around to get a clearer look at the blur she had just seen from the corner of her eye.
Paranoia began to settle in as she quickened her steps. The gate was in her sites now, only a few more minutes...
"Argh~!" A deafening screech came from behind Rukia as something slammed harshly into her back.
Whipping around on the balls of her feet, she saw it.
Its skin looked as if it was rotting away from the muscles underneath it. Its legs stood at an awkward angle as it tried to pick itself up from the wet ground while its arms flailed like a chicken trying to fly. There were no lips surrounding its mouth, only rotten flesh. With no hair on its head and only a few fingers remaining on its hands. Rukia knew exactly what it was.
The Infected.
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