War…war never changes…the stories of the Great War between humans and furry's have been passed down through generations, hundreds of years passed since the world was plunged into a bath of bloodshed and nuclear hell fire, All though the perseverance of both species kept the will to live on in the new world. A world filled with mutations, radiation and the never ending threat of each other.
Before the war, a city was the hub of hustle and bustle for furs' and humans alike,
The great city of New York, it was said that if you could make it here, you could make it anywhere, as it still is. You are a vault dweller; you parents survived the nuclear onslaught by hiding in one of the great underground vaults your vault, vault 42. An equal number of furs' and humans under the supervision of a human, furry and a ZAX computer.
Its purpose was to save them from the fires of radiation, its unofficial purpose… to see if humans and fury's could survived together for a long period of time, to see if the radiation would kill them…..or each other..This is your vault…and life is about to change.
Uughh… *beep beep beep* I'm up...I'm up! –A 18 year old, Caucasian male groaned – he rolled over on his bed and slammed on the silence button.
Well…time to report the overseers… sigh…I hate Monday morning... he quickly got up out of his bunk bed and got a clean vault suit from his dresser and shortly after slipped it on.
Hey...- a sliver/grey colored wolf rolled out of his bed and stood up- where are you...Going? He asked the human
Reporting to the overseers, you know on how relations are going. Ah...said the wolf…and how are they?
Well...alot of people are uneasy after fancies slashed Jacob in the face...so I'm thinking I'm going to go have a little chat with him.
Ha-ha…have you seen him? He's a bull, you just a target for him. Oh yeah? Well I've handled rougher sorts… wait...oh my god...your talking to me... uhh...umm...well...yes.. i.i don't really see a reason to not like you...I'm mean...your helping. ..Mhmm...You just transferred to this section…what's your name?
Name...uhh...im Clyde...said the wolf. Well nice to meet you Clyde names Jonathan...or Jon witch ever you prefer...I've seen you before...Engineer right? Yeah...Dude...We live in a confided space and we never even talked before. Well...said Jon maybe we never really had a reason to talk. –Intercom kicks in- JONATHAN…we are waiting for yoouu…hurrryyy upp…were waiting…- ugh..Great. Well…Clyde..wanna come with? I could always use a testimony from someone who doesn't hate humans
Umm..sure? good! –jon grabs Clyde's ares and runs out the door and into the man hall dodging in and out of numerous furrys- AHh! Dude what's the freaking rush! Well we are in the furry section of the vault and the overseers office is in the neutral level and we need to get there before…shit ..DUCK! a explosions ecos through the halls…run! The pair run to the elevator and quickly hit the button-
Dude your right..we really do hate you .. what? Said Jon..oh that no that was just old man Thomson..he thinks everyone is out to get him..hes still in the war …
But hes never even been in a war! Yeah well..hes in one..and apparently he knows how to make homade c-4 –the elevator stops- oh..someone else is going up.. – the doors open and a blue furred slightly petite fox steps between the two males- overseers office..right?...uhh..said jon. Yeah..-he blinks as the elevator continues to climb to the overseers level- why are you going.. I need to deliver the reports on relations between.. you too? The human interrupted.. what do you mean..? you give him reports as well?..thats..no..im the one who..wait..ive never even seen you before..
How many times do you use this elevator?.. uhh..well im normally..never late –he stares at Clyde- maybe there's separate shifts? Where are you bunked?...the human wing..how come you never seen..I'm sleeping in the furry section of the…vault…-the fox and human stare at each other and then face forward at the door-..names Sarah…. Jonathan.. nice to meet you Jon.. the elevator stops at the overseerers office and the doors open..
Oh…I see you met your opposite..said a large ominous voice..
To be continues….
p.s before I forget..fades in slowly..
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