Tainted Air~Awakened
Henderson, Nevada 2999 Henderson, another boring day in Henderson, Nevada. The world is going on to the 3000’’s next, it being December. I’ve been keeping this journal for a while now, even though I don't write in it, might as well start. My name, it would be better if that stayed confidential for now. My age? Same with my age too, all I know is, im being tracked. It's all because I know too much, now they are after me.
1 Month Prior, November 12 2999 A young man walked into a store, he couldn’t be a day over twenty if you looked, hard enough. Although he held the hand of a young woman who called him ‘Uncle Oswald’ Uncle Oswald wasn't this guys name. Everyone knew this for sure. He had black hair that was fairly long for a male, it went to his shoulders, he was tan, and fairly handsome, he was clad in a suit in tie. Quite the opposite than the young girl beside him, she was wearing a tattered shirt that had holes here and there, not many but they were big, she was rather curvy, twelve maybe fourteen at the oldest, but she seemed afraid, not only afraid. Afraid was an understatement to what this girl was feeling after being felt up by a random person, she was petrified, traumatized, her pants had been discarded before the man found her. She realized that he had saved her but was still scared. He brought her to a clothing store, and bought her several shirt, pants, and the essentials, before taking her out to get some food. “I’m sorry that happened to you Selena, I’m just glad I got there in time” Uncle Oswald said, his deep baritone voice filled the air, soothing Selena “I-it's ok Uncle Oswald, thank you for saving me… you didn’t have to y-ya know” Selena had waist length bleach blond hair, almost white, crystal blue eyes, and pale skin that made her look sickly, but beautiful. She glowed, not literally, but her shy personality was dimmed by the glow of her eyes and skin. “Of course I had to save you Selena, i have an extra room that you can have to, and after you're settled we’ll enroll you into a private school.” he smiled kindly, at Selena, who teared up and hugged him “T-Thank you Uncle Oswald!!” she cried as he paid the bill and started their walk home. She fell asleep.. Uncle Oswald thought shifting the girl on his back as they came up to a mansion, he walked up to the doors and spoke a simple word “U.O Mystery Writer” it was his pen name, no one knew his real name, no one cared. So he always used his pen name for writing. Going into the mansion that was painted blue on the inside, he walked to the guest room “Dim” he commanded the house, that dimmed the light in the guest room to his voice “rename room” he said with a soft grin as the house spoke “Rename room to what?” the house said robotically “Selena’s Room” he spoke again “Renaming room to Selena’s Room” the house replied as something scanned the girl on his back, the room changing colors and shifting to be her dream room. With a soft smile Uncle Oswald laid the girl down into the light gray princess bed that had light blue covers and dark grey sheets and pillows with light pink framing and patterning the grey and blue. When he laid her down he realized that this was a Waterbed, only the best for Selena he thought chuckling before tucking her in and walking out of the room.
Chapter I
November 19, 2999. One Week Later. Selena is now in a private school, she got straight A’s and had a lot of friends. Uncle Oswald had gotten her a Windows 15 pro S, a Samsung Galaxy S 20, a drawing tablet, and an animation set. Selena loved art. She had found a love for it even though her father was at work, he made sure she had something to do, she often wondered, how can someone be so kind? A rich person at that! No one else helped me but Uncle Oswald did. She often found herself thinking, Who are you Uncle Oswald? One day after school as she was walking home, a girl walked up to her, “Patty? Patrice?!” she yelled excitedly only to be knocked out cold when a baseball bat connected with her head. _____________________________________________________________ I awoke, my head throbbing, my throat parched, as I looked around willing my hazy vision to clear, “Drink This” I heard Patrice’s voice sound out. Trusting her I did, but nothing was the same as I heard Uncle Oswald's voice “SELENA?! SELENA PLEASE WHERE ARE YOU” snapping awake I look around. It was a dream…? Of course it was, Patty was dead there was no way in hell that Patty was still here. Looking around I saw weird creatures walking around a long with the humans, they had pale skin, almost white, and swollen tongues, there eyes were beady and varied from yellow to green, Uncle Oswald now by my side seemed frightened as we held our breaths and ran home, he had an oxygen mask there, and gave me one too, we heard angry voices outside and the most clear one was “123, and 157, Yes, they are awake" it was scratchy, it was weird to. Sounded like something straight out of a horror story. Crap... ______________________________________________________________ They ran, away from the anarchy that used to be there home, although too humans who had not “Woken Up” they were running from the police for reasons unknown to the human eyes. Questions went into the air like, “Why are they running?” “Why are they so terrified?” “Isn't that Uncle Oswald?!”. The only question the two who were running were able to ask back was “Why can you see?!” what was going that that made it so they couldn't see the monsters chasing them?
As they ran they saw a taxi, thankfully the person inside didn’t look like the hideous creature that were standing among the crowd whispering and pursuing them angrily cursing. They hopped into the taxi and paid the overly greedy mad $1,000 if he didn't stop of anything. He didn't, they ran every light, never turned, until they came by and alley way and lost the cops? No, you could call them that, They weren't cops! They weren't… human… Without pay, Selena and Uncle Oswald ran, faster than they had before, especially since the enraged taxi driver called 911, but before they arrived they were underground. In the sewers when they heard voices. “It Seems we have too more!” Wasn't that Patrice’s voice?! “I Was wondering when you would wake up Selena, Uncle Oswald” Said girl said smiling as she rounded the corner “Welcome to the Revolution” Patrice was a pretty little girl, she had waist length pink hair, slightly tan skin, and freckles that dotted her face almost afraid to taint her beauty, she was cute too say the least. “But you're dead?!” Selena said shocked, while Patty walked away “You coming” the pink haired cutey yawned. Reluctantly they followed into a sewer that look more like a shelter that held all the people who supposedly died inside of it. “Welcome to the Revolution” they all said, there eyes glinting. Who was really evil? The humans down here? Or the Aliens up there?! “Revolution?!”