CHAPTER 1	

	“How could this happen, Man were possibly the last 3 sane people on earth.” said Trax a young man the age of 14. “I don't know, I don't know anything anymore, I don't even know what day or year it is. We have been hiding out for so long!” said Gron a preteen boy at the age of 12. “Will you two keep it together I know we have been told to wait in this bunker till help arrives, but we are too low on supplies to wait any longer we have to grab what ever we can and get out of here.” said Sasha a  13 year old girl that always held the three together even though she was slightly going mad herself. “Fine,” said Trax grabbing himself a emergency book bag and flashlight “But I call the machete its probably gonna be handy to have, we don't know whats out there.”

	After they were all packed with every thing and each armed with a weapon (Trax with his machete, Sasha with her steel baseball bat and finally Gron with his red single bladed fire axe.) they opened up the hatch and stepped outside only to find the world in a worse state than they left it. “So this is what Canada and possibly the rest of the world looks like now.” Said Gron shocked. “Well at least it looks like there is still animals that survived” Said Sasha hopefully as she saw a rabbit bounce by. “Well looks pretty clear, I'm glad there are no mutants or anything. And it seems like all the radiation cleared up as well!” Said Trax checking the radiation meter that hung on the side of his emergency bag. “I'd be careful though there might be some areas with patches of radiation, but for the most part we should be safe.” Trax continued. “We should look for survivors we'll need as much help as we can get!” Said Gron. “Okay so we seem to know our priority’s so lets get going!” Said Sasha as she pulled her metal baseball bat off of her sheath that was built into the backpack. 

	Sasha leaded the three with her frizzy brown hair flowing in the wind and her purple t-shirt and pink skirt and pink dc sneakers. Then there was Gron wearing a red t-shirt black hoodie, jeans and white nike shoes with a black baseball hat covering his blond hair. Finally there was Trax with his black hair and long sleeve blue shirt and shorts and cheap shoes that come from brand nobody heard of. They also were all pale from no sunlight and all had blue eyes.

	After about half an hour hours of walking they found another bunker with a hatch covered in dirt. They wiped off the hatch and pried it open. They walked in and found 2 fresh skeleton with little bits of flesh that hung on to the bones. “Eww it looks like they have been eatin alive.” said Sasha grossed out.  “ThEy WeRe My Deaar.” said a creepy voice from the shadows. “What was that!” said Trax unsheathing his machete. “I have been waiting for some fresh meat!” the voice continued ignoring Trax. Then suddenly a disfigured being jumped from the shadows and the three finally saw what was talking to them, a frail unhealthy looking man with torn clothes covered in blood. “Aaahhhhhh!!!!!” screamed Sasha as she jumped back. “What are you?” Said Gron advancing grabbing the handle of his axe and pulling it off his bag. “I am what you healthy eaters call a cannibal. Most disrespectful calling survivors names.” said the cannibal. “You're not a survivor,” said Trax. “You're a monster!” Yelled Sasha striking him sideways with her bat. She hit him right across the face leaving him with a broken nose and a busted lip. With blood all over his face he said between painful sounding breaths  “You.. my dear.... will be eaten first. “I DON'T THINK SO!” Yelled Gron slicing the top of the cannibals head open with his axe from behind. The cannibal died instantly. “Gross.” Said Gron disgusted at the blood and exposed brains. “Well now that that's done and over with, Lets look for supplies.” Said Trax trying to hide his disgust.

	After about 15 minutes of searching Sasha yelled out excitingly “I found something!” her face shoved in a pile metal. The other two rushed over to see what she had found. In the pile there was two pistols and a revolver along with 12 .9mm rounds and 10 golden revolver bullets. The looked back at the revolver... Gron said stunned. “It's made of … solid gold!”


















						Chapter 2

	Gron immediately headed for the revolver “I”ll take the revolver you guys can take the pistols, I've always wanted to have a revolver!” Gron loaded the revolver and stuffed the ammo in his pack, along with the others, and headed back out careful to not step on the body.


	Outside they continued walking and saw something in the distance “Its probably just another bunker but we should go check it out just to be sure.” Said Trax squinting at the object. As they headed over to it the image became more clear. “It looks like …” Sasha began “HEY GUYS ITS A CITY!” Gron yelled “Yeah that. Thanks Gron.”Sasha finished.

	As they approached the city they noticed something... Signs of civilization such as makeshift shelters and freshly opened cans of food and of course feces. “Ewwww Poop!” said Sasha as Gron and Trax laughed. “Ughh Boys just never grow up even in our situation.” Sasha mumbled.

	They decided to keep walking and as they walked they found a gas station convenience store, Naturally they decided to enter it for food. And as they walked in they saw something so amazing it made Sasha nearly pass out.




	They studied the racks, tons and tons of sweets,chocolates and other foods. But what caught there eyes the most was the Twinkies the cakey goodness which good last for like 3 months still in the package with 2 months left to go! “Oh...my..god,” Said Sasha “There's enough food here to last us for months!”	

	They loaded there packs with as much food as they could as well as grabbing some other things such as batteries, lighters, drinks, and flashlights. And they headed out out of the store careful not to attract unwanted attention. 

	On the way out they heard a noise like a branch snapping under a footstep and decided that the sooner they got out of the city the better and headed out.