-A Dark Age-
-Chapter One-
-The Beginning-
Patricia ran as fast as her seven-year-old legs could take her. She ran past trees and bushes, she knew if she were to stop they could catch her, no worse, kill her. She couldn't take one more step. She felt like she would die from exhaustion.
She looked behind her to see if they were still following her. They weren't so; she stopped and sat on top of a nearby rock. She caught her breath and looked around for a place to hide.
She found herself sitting in the middle of a small plateau. Panicking she got up and walked to the other side. She looked around and found a small village a couple of miles away. Like most village in the world it was burned down and ruined. She quickly walked down the tiny hill and she kept looking back to make sure they weren't behind her.
Patricia walked down into an abandoned road. It looked a lot like her hometown, East City. Broken down buildings were everywhere and the place looked like a dump. Fires were being built and people were running into hiding places.
As Patricia walked, she passed a mother and a daughter, who were crying over their dead husband or father. How, much she missed her family. The memory of them when she last saw them flashed back in her mind.
"Tiffany, take your sister and leave to West City," her mother urgently informed. "When you two get there find a company called -"
A crash was heard from their living room and then in they came. Their mother fought has hard as she could against them (not Patricia and Tiffany).
''RUN!" she yelled.
"Come on, Patricia," Tiffany said. She grabbed her hand and ran.
"MOMMY!" Patricia yelled.
"Come ON" Tiffany urged hastily. She grabbed her sister's hand and moved towards a small hole, which was her secret way out. Tears filled her eyes. It was so hard to just leave her mother. She knew she would never see her again, especially since it was 'them' she was fighting against.
"What about mommy?" Patricia asked, when they came to a complete stop in the dark, musty tunnel.
"I don't know, but she did say we have to go to West City. But, what was the Company she wanted us to go to?" Tiffany pondered.
"Why don't we just go to West City?" Patricia suggested.
"We should do that," Tiffany declared. "Come on."
The two of them crawled through the small, cramped tunnel. When, they had reached the end Tiffany looked through the small window to make sure the coast was clear. Nothing seemed wrong and her senses didn't indicate any life from, except animals.
Tiffany opened the door and smelled the fresh air. Patricia crawled out a couple of minutes afterwards.
"Where do we go now?" she asked.
Tiffany tried to remember where West City was. She looked out into the sky. 'We should just fly. No, that'll make us even more visible to them,' she thought.
"I think mommy always said that West City was to the west," Patricia said.
"You know you're absolutely right. Why didn't I think of that?" Tiffany said. How could she have been so dumb? West City was to the west. Duh!
"Cause you'll never get there," someone said from behind them.
Tiffany and Patricia turned around to face them. The two moved slowly backwards.
"Are you scared?" one said. "You shouldn't be."
"To make it easy and painless, why don't you just stay still and let us do the work?" the other said.
"RUN PATRICIA!" Tiffany yelled.
She grabbed her little sisters hand and ran as fast as she could, then she began to fly, but they were much faster. Tiffany flew down into the forest and zigzagged between the trees.
"Patricia," Tiffany said. "There's going to be a lake up a head and I'm going to drop you in it-"
"Why?" Patricia terrified. She didn't like the idea of being dropped into a lake. What happened if it were shallow? Or had rocks?
"So, you can get away from them," Tiffany replied.
"What about you?"
"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine," Tiffany lied. She knew that she would never make it with them on her trail. "The lake is just up ahead. Hold you're breath and count to a least 60 all right."
"Okay."
"Here we go."
A lake of dark blue water was seen just up ahead. Tiffany flew right into the middle and dropped Patricia in.
Patricia took a deep breath and fell into the water. It chilled her bones and she felt rocks hit her back. She counted to 60 just like her sister said.
"57,58,59, 60!" Patricia counted in her head.
She swam as fast as she could to the top and then gasped for air. She looked around the still and quiet forest. She later heard a scream in the distant.
"No," she whispered. It couldn't be true. That wasn't her sister's scream. Hers eyes filled with tears. First it was her mother now her sister. Where would she go?
"To West City," Patricia said to herself.
She swam her way to shore and began to walk toward the setting sun. She knew that there was time to rest. She had to get to a safe place before they cam after her, too.
"Excuse me," someone said.
Patricia shook her head from those thoughts and turned around. She found a little boy about her age standing next to her. He had light purple hair, almost Lavender, and ice-like blue eyes.
"Yes?" she said.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Patricia hesitated to answer.
"P-Patricia. Why?"
"Well, shouldn't you be with your parents?" a woman said. She had light blue hair and the same color eyes as the little boy. "It's very dangerous to stay outside by yourself especially during these days."
"My parents and my family are all dead," Patricia chocked to answer.
"Well, then why don't you come stay with us?" the blue-haired woman asked.
"You're not working for them, are you?"
"Who?"
"The androids," Patricia whispered
"No," the woman replied.
Patricia thought a while before she could answer. Should she go with this woman? Her mother did want her to go to some company, but since she never got the time to say it she said, "All right then."
Patricia ran as fast as her seven-year-old legs could take her. She ran past trees and bushes, she knew if she were to stop they could catch her, no worse, kill her. She couldn't take one more step. She felt like she would die from exhaustion.
She looked behind her to see if they were still following her. They weren't so; she stopped and sat on top of a nearby rock. She caught her breath and looked around for a place to hide.
She found herself sitting in the middle of a small plateau. Panicking she got up and walked to the other side. She looked around and found a small village a couple of miles away. Like most village in the world it was burned down and ruined. She quickly walked down the tiny hill and she kept looking back to make sure they weren't behind her.
Patricia walked down into an abandoned road. It looked a lot like her hometown, East City. Broken down buildings were everywhere and the place looked like a dump. Fires were being built and people were running into hiding places.
As Patricia walked, she passed a mother and a daughter, who were crying over their dead husband or father. How, much she missed her family. The memory of them when she last saw them flashed back in her mind.
"Tiffany, take your sister and leave to West City," her mother urgently informed. "When you two get there find a company called -"
A crash was heard from their living room and then in they came. Their mother fought has hard as she could against them (not Patricia and Tiffany).
''RUN!" she yelled.
"Come on, Patricia," Tiffany said. She grabbed her hand and ran.
"MOMMY!" Patricia yelled.
"Come ON" Tiffany urged hastily. She grabbed her sister's hand and moved towards a small hole, which was her secret way out. Tears filled her eyes. It was so hard to just leave her mother. She knew she would never see her again, especially since it was 'them' she was fighting against.
"What about mommy?" Patricia asked, when they came to a complete stop in the dark, musty tunnel.
"I don't know, but she did say we have to go to West City. But, what was the Company she wanted us to go to?" Tiffany pondered.
"Why don't we just go to West City?" Patricia suggested.
"We should do that," Tiffany declared. "Come on."
The two of them crawled through the small, cramped tunnel. When, they had reached the end Tiffany looked through the small window to make sure the coast was clear. Nothing seemed wrong and her senses didn't indicate any life from, except animals.
Tiffany opened the door and smelled the fresh air. Patricia crawled out a couple of minutes afterwards.
"Where do we go now?" she asked.
Tiffany tried to remember where West City was. She looked out into the sky. 'We should just fly. No, that'll make us even more visible to them,' she thought.
"I think mommy always said that West City was to the west," Patricia said.
"You know you're absolutely right. Why didn't I think of that?" Tiffany said. How could she have been so dumb? West City was to the west. Duh!
"Cause you'll never get there," someone said from behind them.
Tiffany and Patricia turned around to face them. The two moved slowly backwards.
"Are you scared?" one said. "You shouldn't be."
"To make it easy and painless, why don't you just stay still and let us do the work?" the other said.
"RUN PATRICIA!" Tiffany yelled.
She grabbed her little sisters hand and ran as fast as she could, then she began to fly, but they were much faster. Tiffany flew down into the forest and zigzagged between the trees.
"Patricia," Tiffany said. "There's going to be a lake up a head and I'm going to drop you in it-"
"Why?" Patricia terrified. She didn't like the idea of being dropped into a lake. What happened if it were shallow? Or had rocks?
"So, you can get away from them," Tiffany replied.
"What about you?"
"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine," Tiffany lied. She knew that she would never make it with them on her trail. "The lake is just up ahead. Hold you're breath and count to a least 60 all right."
"Okay."
"Here we go."
A lake of dark blue water was seen just up ahead. Tiffany flew right into the middle and dropped Patricia in.
Patricia took a deep breath and fell into the water. It chilled her bones and she felt rocks hit her back. She counted to 60 just like her sister said.
"57,58,59, 60!" Patricia counted in her head.
She swam as fast as she could to the top and then gasped for air. She looked around the still and quiet forest. She later heard a scream in the distant.
"No," she whispered. It couldn't be true. That wasn't her sister's scream. Hers eyes filled with tears. First it was her mother now her sister. Where would she go?
"To West City," Patricia said to herself.
She swam her way to shore and began to walk toward the setting sun. She knew that there was time to rest. She had to get to a safe place before they cam after her, too.
"Excuse me," someone said.
Patricia shook her head from those thoughts and turned around. She found a little boy about her age standing next to her. He had light purple hair, almost Lavender, and ice-like blue eyes.
"Yes?" she said.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Patricia hesitated to answer.
"P-Patricia. Why?"
"Well, shouldn't you be with your parents?" a woman said. She had light blue hair and the same color eyes as the little boy. "It's very dangerous to stay outside by yourself especially during these days."
"My parents and my family are all dead," Patricia chocked to answer.
"Well, then why don't you come stay with us?" the blue-haired woman asked.
"You're not working for them, are you?"
"Who?"
"The androids," Patricia whispered
"No," the woman replied.
Patricia thought a while before she could answer. Should she go with this woman? Her mother did want her to go to some company, but since she never got the time to say it she said, "All right then."
