I don't own WotW. Yall know how it works right? I own Sam and Christy and you can't own them unless you ask.

"Thank you! Thank you! No autographs please!" I said. Christy pushed me lightly, making me bump the Martian. He didn't seem to mind.

After an hour, the sun began rising. I'm guessing it was 6 or something. The Martians were now used to Christy's presence and was now completely ignoring us. They did pause to check on us, but other than that...Nothing.

"So Christy... How'd you come to be in that cage anyway? And how's the outside world coming by?" I asked her curiously. I haven't been anywhere besides this pit in a while. We have been trying to climb out, but each time the Martian's manage to spoil our little escape plans. I think they just found our efforts fun.

Christy curled up, a tear falling down her cheek.

"It's horrible. The Martians destroyed everything." she mumbled. I paused and patted her back. Maybe askng this was a bad idea.

"How much of everything?" I asked.

"Everything of everything!" she yelled. The Martians payed no heed. "That heat thing of theirs...wiped out our home. It destroyed my room, my clothes, my stuff, and my happiness."

"Awwww." I hugged her. "Tell me exactly what happen. It'll make you feel better."

Christy sniffed and rubbed her tears. But it was in vain as more took its place.

"I was at home...getting ready for your party. Then all of a sudden, I heard this loud pounding noise...like the noise you here when something heavy is coming towards you. I looked out the window and saw this crab destroying my neighborhood. It set everything on fire. Then it came to our house.

"I squeezed under the bed, hoping that it will just move past our home. But that didn't happen. I felt this heat and our house crumbled to peices. The bed was the only one that kept me safe from the falling junk. When it was gone and I came out, I saw my house in ruins."

I interrupted for a second.

"Really? That's similar to what happened to me...except I hid under my party table..." I managed to make her smile a little.

"Great minds think alike I suppose." It wasn't long til that smile died. "When I looked around, I found my whole family dead. Burned to a crisp. Just like your dad's toast..."

She can't say anything without...GRRR! I pushed her and she giggled. But nothing happy seemed to last long on her.

"I went towards your house, but you were the same. Nothing but ruins and dead people."

"I was in my basement eating cake for a week!" I informed.

"Lucky you...the rest of humanity was starving while you stuffed yourself with sweets! I was traveling when I saw a crab launching something into the middle of a nearby city. Suddenly, this black stuff was everywhere. And everyone died. I was in a tree the whole time, hidden in the clumps of dead leaves.

"Then the crab sprayed this steam and the smoke thing disappeared after a few hours. All over was also this red cactus plants. They not only look weird, but they taste nasty!"

I smiled. "Try taking a bite on these Martians. I'll bet they taste twice as bad."

"You bit them?" she asked.

"Don't wanna talk about it." I said. If I talk about it, the nasty taste will most likely come back.

"Anywho...I was walking around a bakery looking for a bite to eat when this crab came out of nowhere. It charged right at me. I of course, ran away. But it was no use. In about 3 steps the crab was practically over me. It tried to grab me with its tentacle things while I tried to get away from them. I was totally focused on one when the other just came up behind me and pulled a fast one.

I was caught. Then..."

We were interrupted by a loud gun shot. We stood up immediatly to see what happened. And we couldn't believe it...

A few more chapters till I end this story and start on it's sequel. I didn't do that bad on it, considering I'm used to having it on paper.

Advice from GothicDragon221:

If your parents just got a new baby, and it's crying all night this is what you do: You sneak in the crying brats room, you grab it and throw it out the window into a lake. Problem solved. Just think of your own excuse when morning comes.