» Fri May 13, 2011 12:11 pm Chapter 1
Dark grey clouds hung pregnant, droplets of ran squeezed through the cracks in the sky and hit the dusty, sandy ground with a pitter-patter. Atarah held out her hand; the soft and gentle touch of drizzle brushed her open palm. How unusual. She thought to herself.
The adolescent made her rounds around the Super-Duper Mart, a hunting rifle gripped tightly within her grasp. Her light hazelnut hair was bound tightly in a ponytail, a leather cap fitted tightly over her head, and round, dirtied goggles shielded her blue eyes.
Atarah made a sharp turn around the building, and then entered through the cracked glass doors crusted in dirt. Inside, a dark shadow flooded super market; litter lay scattered about, racks were tipped over and empty Jet inhalers were thrown on the once white floor. Other raiders like her patrolled the aisles; intimidating everyone they walked past.
“Hey there you beaut,” a strong accented voice cooed.
Turning around to see who the voice belonged to, Atarah saw a muscular Caucasian male with a dyed Mohawk, leaning against the wall. “What do you want Resh?” She sighed.
He smiled a toothless grin, “I want you, baby doll.” The wretch licked his lips.
“Resh, [censored] off you bastard, not now.” She snapped back.
A flash of anger flicked to life in his eyes as he raised a fist and socked the girl; her head snapped back. “[censored]! I did everything for you!”
“Dammit Resh, knock it off before I cut off you ball sack!” A voice commanded.
Resh shook his head before storming off. Atarah turned to face to man, whom was Dusk, the leader of the small raider band in Super Mart. Dusk was a tall man, dark haired and probably the one decent raider there was out there.
“You right?” He asked genuinely.
Atarah nodded, thankful.
“Good. Now we move out to Megaton.” He grinned; his pearly whites shone under the dark shadows.
