1 Month Earlier…

"You can't do this Suzann. You know we won't live outside these walls!" Carlos yelled outside the fences of the settlement. He was with his squad of hooligan looking fighters while the inside of the gate had a girl in an office skirt and jacket. She had long rectangular shaped glasses on her nose. She had a tall face, her height was more than the average girl. Suzann was her name with thick heeled dress shoes.

"I believe I just did, we don't need punk kids like you in here causing trouble." Suzann said to the street punk boy Carlos. He had short curly black hair, he was Hispanic with sun kissed skin. He had a lead pipe as his weapon with a bunch of cogs and gears welded onto the end to add extra damage. His shoes were run down skater shoes that matched his turn up khaki pants that had a chain that looped from his back pocket to his belt loop. He had a black zip up hoodie with a gold chain dangling from his neck with a red t-shirt underneath. Carlos had a backwards hat on his head too.

"Causing trouble? Bitch we're the ones out here collecting food for your weak asses." Carlos said pointing his coghead club at Suzann and the kids behind her.

"Doesn't matter when you nobody likes being around y'all. You do nothing but bully and get into fights." Suzann protested.

"I think that those who go out and risk our asses outta be allowed to eat first is something reasonable. So when some little bitch ass like Henry who doesn't do shit but be your little lap dog gets in front of one of my boys. Yeah, we're going to start shit."

"You're nothing but a piece of shit Carlos," Henry yelled back, the thin boy behind Suzann yelled back.

"You in on this Mitchell?" Carlos asked to the tall bulky boy behind Suzann with his pitchfork spear that looked like it came from Aquaman Comics. It was triple bladed with three points like a trident.

"Lady is calling the shots. They held a vote while you were gone last time." Mitchell explained, he too was a fighter, went out on missions to gather food for the community.

"The community voted they no longer wanted you." Suzann said opening a small notebook from inside her jacket, flipping through multiple pages like a library looking for a book's location numbers. "Yes, yes. 83 for you to leave and 49 wanting you to stay."

"How many of those were kids over 13? Huh? Tell me those numbers." Carlos insisted putting his coghead club back over his shoulder.

"Don't plan to have another voting booth again anytime soon." Suzann said tucking away her notes away and pushing her glasses up higher on her nose.

"You're a real piece of work you know that right?" Carlos said.

"You're nothing but trouble. If I remember from high school rumors right, it's why your mother left you at a fire departments doorstep." Suzann's words stung the air. Carlos came forward, angrily to the gate. Rico, short for Enrico, tried to stop his leader and friend but it was useless. Carlos came up close to the gate raging, smacking his coghead club against the lock.

"Let me in! You wanna talk shit! Big fucking words for a whore behind a fence." Carlos screamed, everyone around could tell his blood was boiling.

"Suzann, that wasn't right." A boy named Louis said in front of the crowd behind Suzann. The boy had a brown afro like hair.

"No, no, I see it as fair since he wanted treat us all like shit. Might as well declare him as shit." Suzann explained as she crossed her arms with a smile. Carlos wacked the gate with his coghead club again that startled Suzann. Carlos was enraged with a mean looking face.

"I'll kill you bitch. One day." Carlos said stepping back from the gate to his gang. They all then began to turn around and step away, leaving the squared away kids to watch them go. Carlos' squad then started walking down the street, cussing and swearing at the kids still inside the fences until they were out of sight. Suzann then turned back to her group of kids.

"Whose side are you on Louis?" Suzann asked to the boy. Louis straightened his plaid blue shirt and noticed that everyone around him was looking at him.

"The House obviously," Louis tried to explain.

"Seems like you aren't really sure, you want to try to catch up with Carlos' group and see if they'll take you?" Suzann demanded.

Louis scanned his eyes around to all the kids in the circle around him. "No, no. I'm good."

Suzann smirked, "good, we need someone who knows how to keep the electricity wired." She then turned to face the crowd. "Alright folks, we outta go back to our daily routines. Farmers, I'd like to see if we could grow some of those seeds our scavengers scrapped up." The kids all started to break away, Louis was among them. Left behind was Suzann, Henry, a girl named Rose, Mitch and a few of his fighters.

"Nobody suspected a thing." Henry whispered out that Rose overheard.

"I still think it was wrong." Rose said.

"Every kid in 'the House' got a vote." Suzann insisted with a straight face clear with satisfaction.

"But some of them didn't even know what they were signing, the younger ones only new to put a red or blue stone into a box." Rose explained out loud.

"T'was the choice of voting." Henry said, giving Rose a mean look.

"Corrupt votes, some weren't even told which stones were for Carlos to stay or go."

"Rose, could you please be of use to everyone and try to organize our infirmary as the doctor you've been tasked as." Suzann ordered, barely turning her head to Rose.

"You mean the task I was made to do?" Rose explained.

"You went to Vocational Technical Learning for nursing to heal people right?" Suzann stung back.

"Well… yes." Rose uttered.

"Then what is the problem doing the job you learned how to do?" Suzann explained. Rose turned away and went back to the House. Suzann looked to the boy Mitch who stood a foot taller than her.

"Planning to take your squad of fighters away anytime in the future?" Suzann demanding an answer.

"As long as the supplies stay piled and my people don't starve. Yeah, I'll stick around. But once I see things going sour, I'm out. A'ight?"

"That's fine, Carlos scored us enough food for the next two months. Three meals a day, whole courses of all food groups on the pyramid. We'll be fine, without a doubt. Your fighters will be pleased to serve and live in the House." Suzann explained with a complete straight face.

"Yeah, cool." Mitchell explained waving his three fighters behind him inside to enjoy dinner.

Now all that remained outside was Suzann and Henry. Both stood outside in the cool gray looking weather. Henry tucked in his white polo into his khaki cargo shorts.

"Henry, you were a smart one to choose this Community Center to go to once the parents started going weird." Suzann said with a smile.

"Hey, pretty good idea I say. Perfect even, plus now we got a Crow's Nest on top of it too with a sniper watching around the clock for any parent that tries to get too close or a Carlos' squad punk." Henry said looking at his watch.

"Everything will be fine Henry. No worries."