Hey I am going to actually stay on track with this Fan Fic, and no this is not another sequel to the Manhattan War or a Fan Fiction based on it, I just love the setting of Manhattan so that's it and it has absoultley nothing to do with the Manhattan War! But there will be easter eggs about it .

Chapter 1

Manhattan, the people in New Jersey said this was the best place on the East Coast, they said it had everything there and it would be perfect for an Scavenger like myself, so I could not turn that offer down. I was driven here by a man named Bredy Jones he was the Mayor of the settlement I lived in back in New Jersey but that part of my life was behind me. It was a two day journey to get here and we almost ran out of gas on the way here and Bredy did not have enough to get back so before I could start my new life in Manhattan I would have to find some gas for Bredy and assuming the rumors about this place were true it would only take me an hour.

"Bredy you stay at the entrance of the tunnel I wont be to long"
"Alright Mike but hurry up"

Bredy was like a brother to me he cared for me and helped me start my Scaving carrer and without him I would be nothing. I wandered around the streets seeing a few random people walking the same as me but when I tried to greet them they looked at me in fear and ran away I did not know what was going on and it was quite strange but I ignored it and continued on to find a gas station. About a half an hour passed and came to one but there were some people infront of it that were in strange masks and they all had metal rods, they were circling a man in nothing more then shorts, no shoes and no shirt. I crouched behind a giant peice of rubbel and peeked my head to see what was going on. I could here them talking.

"Do you not know that it isn't safe to wander the streets at this time"
"I, I, I ha-had to to get food"
"Well you shouldnt have came out BOYS SHOW HIM THE PUNISHMENT ON DISOBEYING THE CURFEW"
"Will do boss will do" This man started to burst out laughing and lifted his metal rod and swung it down on the mans head the other men did this too. They were all beating the man to death with this long thick metal rods I could not watch anymore it sickined me but I could not kill them I only had a .32 Pistol on me. Just then it came to me I came out of my cover and the man was on the ground dead and the killers were all laughing at him, I pointed my pistol at the gas pump and shot three times. The Gas pump exploded and the three men went flying through the air and hit the ground with a sick thud. One of the mens skulls smashed open on impact and his brains were all over the ground.

I then just realized that I had destroyed the place that I needed to get gas from and know I would have to search for another one and Bredy would not be happy.

To be continued...........

(I know it is not much right now but this is basically an introduction)

I find this hard to read without proper punctuation. Use commas, it makes it so much more fluid.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comma

You need to break up the sentences with punctuation and commas before I can even begin to focus on the story enough to review it.Also, you need to follow realistic weapons physics in Fanfics, not fallout weapons physics. A .32 armed civillian could easily kill three uncouth ruffians that only had metal rods.

(( I am switching to third person veiw I cannot write good in first))

Mike has just made a mistake he blew up the place he needed to get gas from and now he had to look for another station. Mike walked down the street taking peeks behind him to see if anymore of those gangsters were following him, thankfully they were not and Mike was safe. About an hour later Mike had finnaly found another gas station, Mike searched the area for a Jury Can and found one in a dumpster. He returned to the pump and took out the remaining gas it was enough to get back to New Jersey. Mike lifted the Jury Can and went to walk away but then he heard a loud hissing sound and growling, he looked around and saw nothing but he heard feet moving and hitting the ground, Mike dropped the Jury Can and pulled out his .32 he looked all around for the source of the noise but found nothing. Suddenley the back of Mikes head was throbbing in pain and Mike dropped to the ground he rolled over on his back and saw a Feral Ghoul he tried to reach for his pistol but the ghoul jumped on Mike and attacked his face. Mike tried to fight back but his punches did nothing, he tried to reach for his gun again but was yet again unsucessful but he did pick of a peice of rubbel. Mike smashed the rock against the ghouls head and he fell to the side of Mike and Mike smashed it on the ghouls face over and over again until it was dead.

((Just an introduction to the next chapter will write more later))