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Tris POV
The blinding light came through my room, making me squint. I groaned and threw the pillow at the source. My father laughed before jumping on me. He pulled the sheets off me, making my tidy bed a mess.
"Agh dad go away!" I yelled at him. He rested next to me, smiling at the ceiling. I turned on my side to face him and smile. These were those special moments you saw how real someone could be. He never smiled like this. Before mom died he always smiled happily, because he was happy. He wasn't so much anymore.
Ever since mom died, he always seem to shut himself off from my brother and myself. hiding in his office, looking at our cameras outside.
Over the years, we've been able to get steel doors, shutting out the world around us at night. This prevented those mutants to get inside.
My father rose from his spot and looked back at me. "Time to scout for food" he said before exiting the room.
I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes. My hair was out, in a complete mess. I didn't seem to care about my appearance anymore. No one was around to impress.
Over the years, we haven't seen any other survivors. We scouted for some, hoping for the best, but none seemed to be around. It was like we were the last people in New York.
I looked out my window to bright, shinning light. I smiled at the view before changing into something more appropriate.
I pulled on a white tank top, dark jeans, combat boots, and a green combat jacket. I pulled my messy hair into a pony tail, and exited the room, meeting my brother in the hall way.
He was wearing similar clothing to mine, except he wore the boy versions. He was taller than me, much taller. His messy brown hair was spiking in different directions today. He seemed to have something different everyday.
"Caleb" I greeted him before descending down the staircase.
"Beatrice" he greeted back. I turned around and poked my tongue out at him. I liked being called Tris. Tris was a way better name then Beatrice.
We both walked into the kitchen, startled to find my dad with a really big gun. It was also pointed at us.
"Sorry kids, didn't mean to scare you" he laughed at us. it seemed a little forced to my liking, and guessing by the look on Caleb's face, he thought so too.
"Where are we going today dad?" I asked him. We always left through the day. Trying to find any decent food. But we were running low on meat, so lately we've been trying to find any animal with meat on them.
"Times Square" he answered back. I looked at Caleb who seemed as confused as I felt. We never been that far out of our zone before. We always stayed close to the house, in case something happened.
"I know, we haven't been that far out before, but we've scouted all the areas here. We need new things. We need Food Tris" he told me, before exiting the kitchen and leaving for the front door. We followed him, locking everything up, and jumped into the car behind him.
I always liked going outside. The fresh air always seemed to be the best part. Inside, stuck, suffocating in there. But when we went out, I could breathe again. I also liked the city.
I wasn't what it was like 3 years ago. 3 years ago there would be people, a lot of people around. Walking, talking, doing anything. But the streets were deserted now. Trees and grass overgrown in the road, and sidewalks. Even across the buildings. Most of the buildings were also broken due the mutants moving around so much.
We were safe now, as it was daylight. They only came out at night. I put down the window and stuck my head out of the car.
The wind wiped through my hair, making my eyes water. I smiled and closed my eyes. If I closed them I could imagine all those people again. walking around New York like people should.
But when I open them, all I see is overgrown plants, broken buildings and lost dreams. My dad didn't understand how the cure didn't work. He wanted to fix it, but he couldn't. we've been trying for years now. Going to his lab, testing it on those mutants. Well, he has.
He didn't like us seeing them. He thought it would make us scared of the outside world forever. But we didn't feel scared. At least I didn't.
After some time, we make it too time square. Yeah, this was weird. He stopped the car right in front of were all those big billboards used to be. I looked up and saw how they still worked. They flashed different ads.
Coke Cola, Wicked, The Lion King. This was were New York was alive. I must had been staring for a while, because I feel someone shake me from my daydream.
"C'mon Tris, lets go" my brother told me. I nodded and followed them. I went to grab my gun from the car, as well as my bag. I followed them to the stands, and stopped as soon as I saw what they wanted.
There was a deer, straight ahead. Just looking at it made my tummy grumble. I pulled my gun up, aiming for a shot. I concentrated, about to pull the trigger, when another gun shot goes off. I pull the gun and look at the source.
My brother had shot at the deer, and missed like usual. I rose a eyebrow at him, questioning his actions. He glared back at me and looked at dad.
He wasn't very happy.
He kept moving forward, to other spots. We followed close behind him, like we usually did. Sometimes we hear screeches from buildings, and stop to listen closer.
We knew they were mutants. It was dark where they lived, so some stay awake during the day, but they never come outside. They would burn.
We kept looking and looking until we reached central park. Everything was overgrown here. It wasn't the clean, nice park it was before.
We split up to scout for food, going in different directions. I looked for what seemed forever before I saw something that surprised me.
A herd of deer's where right up ahead. I dropped down to my knees, and steadied my aim. I squinted through the lens and targeted one deer.
This one seemed the fattiest out all of them. I needed a big one to bring home to dad and Caleb.
I smiled at the thought of dad being proud of me. He would like this a lot.
I looked through the lens again, and shot at the deer. The other ones seemed to be scared and run off, leaving my big, fat, juicy deer behind.
Once I knew it was dead, I run towards it and looked at it. I felt a bit bad about killing this animal, but I needed to eat something other than beef strew from a can.
I tried to drag the deer back to my dad, but it was too damn heavy. I sighed then looked back at where we were supposed to meet. I Could see Caleb there, looking in the other direction.
"Caleb!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, trying to get his attention towards me.
He turned around and saw the big deer I was dragging. He run over to me, quickly and helped me drag the big thing back to the car.
We saw dad drag a deer as well, he looked up and smiled at us. we were going to eat well for quite a while. We tied the deer's to the top of the car, and was about to drive home, when I heard a noise behind me.
I turned around, gun ready, but there was nothing. I told dad and my brother to wait in the car while I investigated the noise.
I followed the source of the sound, turning the corner to a building, but there was nothing. It sounded too big for a animal to make. But there was no one else left here right.
I wanted to investigate the noise, very badly. But my father told me to come back to the car. I sighed and went back, strapped myself in and we drove home.
I looked down the street path again, but saw nothing. When we got home, dad took the deer's outside to cut them into smaller pieces.
I didn't want to watch like Caleb did, so I run to my room. I changed into comfier clothes. Some cute shorts and a singlet. What? I'm aloud cute clothes in this crises.
I sat on the bed and pulled my computer lid up. I hacked into my dads computer system, meaning I could see what was going on outside as well as him. I looked at the different cameras. One showed me my dad, carving the meat off the bone of the deer. I cringed before looking at the camera outside the front of the house.
Something was moving out there. I couldn't tell what is was from the distance, but something was. I looked closer to the screen, hoping I would be able to see clearer.
Then the thing turned to face the camera. I gasped and looked again in disbelief. There was a human boy, standing outside the front of my house. I looked closer again and realised he had friends. I've never seen someone else in 3 years, and this excited me.
I didn't know what happened next, but I pulled on the jacket again, and sprinting down the stairs. I run to the door, and threw it open.
But there was no one outside. I run to the street, looking around for any source of human life, but there was nothing. I sighed and was about to walk back to the house, when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to it and saw, in almost 3 years, another human. He looked at me for some time, like I was at him, before he started to run away.
"Wait! Please wait!" I yelled trying to follow him.
He kept running, but turned around and said 4 words that changed everything at once.
"My name is Four".
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