Hey guy guys welcome back.

I realized that this story was gonna be harder to write since it's hard to match Aloy's level of sarcasm. I talk like crap when I try to be sarcastic, but that doesn't mean I wont deliver a finished product.

Anyway enjoy. :)


Aloy, and Jack woke up the next morning. The two collected their belongings, and got ready to go.

"Here take your stuff back," Jack returned Aloy's gear, and weapons.

"Thank you, so where do we go now," Aloy asked.

"You don't have to follow me anymore. As you can see there's no hospital to bring you to," Jack said.

"Alright, but here take this," Aloy handed him a small a small sack of filled with metal shards, and a map of the area.

"Shards, what for?"

"They are what we use as money here in this era."

"Thanks."

"So um...i'll see you around, I guess," Aloy said.

"Yeah you too," Jack said.

The two said their goodbyes, and part ways. Aloy went to the shell-walker location to get the parts she needed, while Jack headed east from what's left of denver. He and his girlfriend bought a house twenty miles from the city, and that was where he was gonna go.

Jack went around the city since Aloy told her it was crawling with machines. He managed to avoid the machines, and he was now on what used to be a highway.

A day later he arrived at the house. He opened the door, and entered the old house. Everything was where it should be, besides the overgrown plants inside. He went upstairs to the bedroom, and found a really old photo of Jack, and Kristine when they were at florida. It was a surprise it still kept its normal form after all those years. Jack took the picture, and put it inside his bag.

He went downstairs to the basement. Jack wanted to be sure so he turned the basement into a bunker, and filled it with supplies. He'd sometimes be paranoid of what can happen like china saying screw it, and starting a nuclear war, or a nationwide blackout. But he could never prepare for the plague. No one could've prepared for something as major as that.

There was an access panel on the vault door, but Jack managed to get through it without wasting any effort. He climbed down the ladder, and explored the bunker. He saw that all the food was gone, and the ammo cans for the weapons empty. A minute of searching he found Kristines body along with other people's body. Jack suspected that the other body's were people Kristine invited into the bunker with her. She had a heart of pure gold, and couldn't bare to leave those people out to die on the streets. Jack discovered a bunch of holo-logs on the office table, but he decided to do the right thing, and give Kristine, and those people a proper burial first. He carefully dragged the bodies upstairs, and onto the front yard. He found an old shovel at the garage, and dug holes on the ground. He gathered sticks, and tied them together to make a cross, and put one on each hole. He lowered each body into a hole, and covered it back up. After that he recited a prayer, and walked over to Kristines grave. He made a sign, and put her name on it, and put that sign on the cross, and knelt down.

"Hey babe. I promised you, I'd come back, but here I am. I was just really really late."

He was actually more than just really really late.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come back to you in time. I hope things would still be good between us even though you're up there," He pulled an engagement ring from his pocket. "And i'm sorry I failed to give this to you. We could have finally gotten together, and I could've died in that hole with you, cause you know 'till death do us part', but now I know that will never happen," He slid the ring on the top of the cross."Consider this a late proposal," He said as he shed a tear."I will always love with all my heart," He kissed two fingers, and put those two fingers on the sign."It's getting dark now, I have to go," Jack got up, and went back in the house. He went upstairs, and laid on the bed, and watched the holo-logs.

The first holo-log he watched was Kristine's twenty first birthday in 2060. Then the second one was when the swarm penetrated the defences in Los angeles, and was moving in land. Jack taught Kristine how to hunt, gather, fight, and survive for as long as possible. The third log was a few months after the swarm penetrated in land. Kristine found some people, and invited them into the bunker. And the last one, the fourth log...

Date: 03/31/2067

"Hey everyone this is gonna be my last log, and it might even be my last birthday. So the all the food is gone, some of the people left, and took some of the weapons with to try, and survive outside, while the rest - my friends - decided to stay with me since either they have nowhere else to go or they just want to keep my company. They agreed to spend my birthday with me, and our last supper might be this cupcake I've been saving," Kristine brought out a cupcake in a pack. "And another thing is that Jack, I know you are out there, and I know that you will come across this holo-log, I know you Jack. I know that you think that you broke your promise to me that you'd come come back, well you didn't, and you never will, you'll just be really really late. Wherever you are Jack just remember that I will always love you with my heart in this life, and the next," She put her hand on the screen, and Jack did the same."Goodbye, and stay safe Jack."

The holo-log ended. Jack was on a rollercoaster of emotions. He kept himself from crying again, and went to sleep.

The next morning he woke up, and gathered his stuff, and got ready to leave. He searched the house one more time to make sure he didn't leave anything behind. It was good idea he checked again, because this time he found a pair of goggles with infrared, and night-vision sights. Before he left, he visited Kristines grave one more time. After that he was back on the road, and continuing to where he would go next. The only question is "Where do I go next?". There was no home nor city to return to.

He pulled out the map Aloy gave him. On the corner of the map Aloy attached the '4 tips to not dying' specially for Jack.

Tip 1:Don't go near the land of the Nora or you'll die.

Tip 2:Don't tell anyone you're an old one or you'll die.

Tip 3:Don't face any of the big machines head-on or you'll die.

Tip 4:Don't listen to any of these tips then you'll most definitely die.

-Aloy

He chuckled at the 'helpful' tips, and Aloy's handwriting. His own handwriting sucks - if you compare his handwriting to chicken scratch, chicken scratch would be more readable. He shouldn't be laughing, but he couldn't help it. Aloy did have nice drawing skills with the map, so he scanned the map with his focus, and it made a visual map to make it easier to know where somewhere is so he could go there. He looked at the map, and thought of where he wanted to go next.

"Hmm this meridian place looks promising," He said, and plotted his course. The map said he had to cross a snowy mountain, a desert, and a jungle. Eh he was used to it, and of he went.

Night was coming, and he reached the first leg of the journey which was the snowy mountains. He needed to rest. He decided to rest under a tree. He set his stuff down, and started a fire, and dozed of.

The next morning Jack woke up, and gathered his things, and headed his way.

He was only five minutes into the first morning when a freak snow storm struck. Fortunately he had the right gear with him so he could still walk in the storm. Jack put on his goggles, pulled up his hoodie, and mask to cover his mouth, and he was good to go. The storm was a pain in everything, it even penetrated through his protective clothing. But kept going anyway.

Jack made it to daytower, and removed his mask, and goggles.

"Approach!" The guard called over to him, and he came forward."What is your purpose?" The guard asked.

"I travel to meridian, I come, in Aloys behalf," He said.

"Aloy?"

"That is correct, will you open this door?" He asked. Aloy told him to use her name to get him anywhere in the specific places on the map.

"Of course, anything for anyone associated with meridian's savior. You heard him open that gate!" The guard yelled, and the gate slowly opened."You certainly aren't from around here, aren't you?" He added.

"That question answers itself," Jack said sarcastically.

"Well may the sun light your way," The guard said.

.Everyone at the fortress stared at him, they never saw someone like him before. Obviously they never saw a man in modern winter gear with a rifle before.

"What tribe is he from?" Says a man.

"I think he's Nora or Oseram," Says another.

He still needed to get used to these remarks. He got managed to get through the fortress, and he managed to bypass the stormbird site, and the next thing in front of him was a desert, and a lot of it. He didn't understand the geography of the new world. There's something cold next to something hot, warm weather next to cold weather. He knew he won't understand stand a lot of things, but that's how the world goes, and he'll just have to adjust to it.

The desert was punishing, it was only 3:30 in the afternoon, but the sun was still high in the sky. He removed his jacket, to vent the heat from his body, and kept going. His clothes were meant for cold weather not the desert, but regardless of what he had he kept going anyway. He doesn't even what meridian is, but something deep inside him made him keep going. As he crossed the desert his luck turned against him again, and a freak sandstorm swept over him. Seriously, he does not understand the weather of this new era. That AI Aloy told him must've been malfunctioning or something, but again he won't be able to understand everything. He has no choice, but to deal with it. He put his mask, and goggles on, and kept going, but night was coming fast, and he went to find shelter. He found a small cave, and decided to camp out there for the night.

When he woke up the next morning he didn't waste any time to pick his belongings, and heading his way. He found a river, and ran over to it, and began to drink from the water, he should've filtered it before he started drinking, but he was so thirsty. As he drank the river water, he noticed that something was in front of him, something big, something he just crossed the territory of. He put his head up, and the next thing he knew he was staring at a robot crocodile.

Snapmaws, That's what they were called. It tried to bite his head off, but he was faster to react. He knew that he shouldn't face it head-on - as stated in Aloy's 4 tips - so he ran to its side, and unleashed a bullet storm. His armour-piercing rounds tore through the snapmaw's sides, and it only cost him one clip. He knew more may be coming so he filled his canteen, and kept going to his destination.

He later arrived at meridian a couple of hours before sundown. He expected it to be a village with a bunch of farmers, but was astonished to see a city instead, a city that already uses elevators. The people of today was catching up pretty quick with the old world.

He walked over to the bridge, and crossed the valley between him, and the city. While he crossed he received stares from passers-by though he knew it was coming, and he took it.

He was stopped by the guards at the gates, but one saying of Aloy's name, and they let him through. The city was beautiful.

For a world filled with uneducated savages this place is amazing, He thought. He admired the architecture, "How were they able to do this?"

As he explored the city he received received anticipated stares, and wandering eyes, and he found the tavern.

"Thank god," He sighed. "At least I can still drink my problems away."

He entered the tavern, and saw a usual sight. There were men chatting as they wasted themselves, and while music played in the background. When they noticed him everyone went silent, and stared at him. He would feel awkward, but he already began to get used to the stares. Jack walked over to the bar, and took a seat.

"What can I get you son?" The bartender asked in a in an irish accent as he dried a mug.

"Give me the strongest you've got," Jack said, and placed a stack of shards on the table."Keep the change," He added.

The bartender filled a mug with alcohol, and passed it over to Jack who didn't hesitate to take a swig. The brew wasn't cold, Duh of course it ain't cold Jack, and it tasted bitter like it's only been aged for a day, but it had a strong kick which he liked.

As he drank a group of men approached him. Jack noticed, and put his guard up.

"Look at what we have here gentlemen," A man maybe the leader of the group said in a deep british."You're not from around here aren't ya?"

"What does it look like?" Jack said, and took another sip.

"Right, I just wanted to ask what tribe you are from, because you don't look like you came from a tribe around here."

"I think I know what tribe he belongs Kane," Say a man beside him."I think he's part of the chicken tribe!" Everyone burst into laughter besides Jack, but he didn't care. He went through the same torment when he was younger.

"I don't actually come from anywhere around here," Jack plainly said.

Kane chuckled."That's the point, you don't come from here which means you don't belong in here, so best you get your things, and get out!" Kane said, and pointed at the door.

Jack stood up."Hey man why don't you gather your squad, and sit back down. You're the one being stared at not me," Jack said, and sat back down to drink some more.

Angered, Kane tried to hit Jack, but he was able to dodge it. Kane tried to hit him again, but this time Jack caught his fist, and he punched Kane in the gut, and threw him over a table. A second man took out a dagger, and tried to stab Jack, but he avoided it, and he grabbed the man's head, and bashed it on the counter. Another man charged him, but he just threw him out of the window. Jack defended till the last man who tried to grab him, but he finished him off by giving him a knee to the face, and a broken arm. After that Jack took his mug of booze, and gulped the rest of its contents. He put the mug down just before carja soldiers stormed the tavern. Jack knew he couldn't fight his way out of this one so he surrendered.

They took him to meridians dungeon underground. They dragged him since the alcohol completely shut down Jack's legs, and threw him in a cell. Jack was dizzy from all he drank. He crawled over to the toilet, and vomited, he then crawled over to the bed, and sat down.

Erend happen to be doing his shift in checking on the prisoners.

"Anything new?" He asked the guard.

"We got a bunch of guys we arrested during a bar fight. Nothing out of the ordinary.

"Lemme see the new guys," Erend said.

"Yes captain follow me," The guard led Erend to each of the cells the men were put in until they arrived at Jack's cell.

"Where is he from?" Erend asked.

"I don't know captain, we tried questioning him, but he's still hasn't sobered up from the oseram brew he had," The guard said. Erend approached the cell.

"On your feet boy!" Erend told him. Jack heard him, and stood, and faced Erend. Jack gave him a salute.

"Ready for action sir," He slurred.

"Right, what's your name boy?" Erend asked him.

"Lieutenant Jackson R. Smith, U.S. Army, 3rd Ranger battalion, serial code 01312457829-," "Okay you can stop there," Erend cut him of."

"Sua sponte!Rangers lead the way, hooah!" Jack yelled.

"Okay now what tribe are you from boy?" Erend asked.

"That's the fifth time someone asked me that today, for the last time i'm not part of no goddamn tribe!" Jack clarified.

"Then where are you from?"

"I'm from colorado in the constitution of the united states of america, or what's left of it at least."

Erend didn't answer back.

"God why are ya'll so damn stupid!" Jack said.

"I told he's still too drunk, let's go captain," The guard said.

"Uh-huh, alright wait...did you say that your name was Jack?" Erend asked.

"Yes sir."

"Let's talk later shall we," Erend said.

"Alright," Jack said, and Erend left.

"Did he have anything with him?" Erend asked the guard.

"Yes captain," The guard led Erend to a room filled with prisoners belongings. "Here is what he had sir, a sack full of shards, knife, and some other things I don't know what's called," The guard picked up Jack's rifle. "I think this is a club of some sort, but it's pretty heavy."

"Put it down soldier, we don't know what it is or what its for," Erend said.

"Alright captain," The guard put the rifle down.

"Notify me if unknown guy is sober, I want to ask him a few things," Erend said.

The guard nodded, and he left.


Hey guys, I just want ya'll to know that i'm new to the story writing business - which is more of a hobby to me -, but you all Have to know that i'm also not perfect and, I can't add everything you guys want to my story.

I love my story, my OC, and the way I write it cause that's what make it unique, but if you think there are some errors please leave a review because so that i'll know what to improve on or change. Just be nice please.

Anyway no hard feelings guys, I am doing my best to make it better, and I'll see all of you in the next one. :)