» Mon Jul 26, 2010 3:57 am Prolouge
Private Yuri Dravnov Diary Entry 14#:
The stench was near unbearable, assaulting my nostrils as we drove on. I wore the suite of a dead man, killed less than hour ago, remnants of him still on the gory suite. He was a noble man, a brave man who risked and lost his life protecting the people of the large truck. Some call this man a hero; I call him a demon, a monster. He being my savor changed nothing of what I thought of him. I will not explain who "He" is, as I do not want the thought to haunt me any longer. He shall be forgotten by me, he has no place in my mind.
We have been traveling for days, low on weapons, ammunition, food, and whatever else we need to keep going. We cannot keep going like this, we will not make it to Moscow in time for the glorious revolution, and we will not live to see the valiant soldiers fight for the freedom of Mother Russia. We will not be able to help them in the great battle against the atrocities of the nuclear world, to save Russian kind, and perhaps Humankind. The nuclear world brought the destruction of Mother Russia, and we are the people who will one day bring it back. We will prevail amongst the nuclear beings; we will not give up in our glorious revolution. Well, at least I will not. I will not let Mother Russia be forgotten in the depths of the world.
End Of Diary Entry 14#, Yuri Dravnov's diary.
Yuri placed his handwritten diary beside him, picking up his SVT. He scrounged for a new clip of ammunition, finding nothing. "Yuri, we have no more ammo, we have no supplies for weapons," Dmitri stated.
Yuri nodded, sitting back down placing his hands on his head. He was stupid to think there was more ammunition, stupid to think there could be anything left of value they were not using at the moment. He was not thinking much anymore about anything, and this worried him. He reached his hand over to a bucket, pulling out a mutated fruit. He had no idea if it was safe, but he began eating the fruit greedily, as if it was the last one, though looking back he saw that there were still a couple more. He passed one at Dmitri who thanked him and ate slowly. Yuri lifted the flap of the covered truck a little and found it to have stopped snowing, though the bitter cold still embraced him like a train.
"Dmitri," Yuri said softly," Do you think we will make it to Moscow?" Yuri noticed as Dmitri stopped chewing, and appeared to be thinking heavily. "I? I do not think so. We have been traveling for a long while, and we are low on much needed everything." Yuri brought his head back up," I understand, but I wish we could be there for the glorious revolution."
Dmitri looked disgusted, "There will be no "Glorious revolution. That is a lie." Yuri responded, "What you say is a lie." Dmitri was furious, "Listen to yourself! You speak of a great battle between the once Russians the post apocalyptic nightmares, and what do I see? I see a heap of barren land and dead men. Do you not understand what is going on?"
"We are still Mother Russia; we just need to bring it back to its full state!" Yuri sneered. "We have the power to bring it back. We just need to use effort, the thing you never use!" Dmitri picked up his pistol and walked over to Yuri, "I'd shut the [censored] up is I were you."
"That is the problem, I am not you. I have my own body, my own mind. And I can do whatever the hell I want with it!" He saw as Dmitri raised the pistol to Yuri's chest. "I said shut your [censored] mouth," Dmitri whispered. Yuri grinned a bit, "You could never do it you weak minded bastard."
"Go to hell you lousy little [censored]!" Dmitri screamed as he pulled the trigger.
Yuri stepped back, eyes wide. He felt his body shake, and then crumple to the floor. He stared back to Dmitri, smiling "Thank you comrade, as I can now relinquish us of our torture."
Dmitri was confused, "What do you mean by that?"
Yuri pulled out a small metal device, "May Mother Russia forgive your wretched souls" He pressed the button, seeing Dmitri's face one last time before the truck exploded in a fiery mess.
(I wrote this out of boredom, so its bound to bad. Just tell me.)
