"Psst, wake up Buster. There's a Yao Guai outside. I think I might need some help."
"What? A Yao Guai? Why is it so far in the Ruins for dad?"
"I don't know, but it just killed a damned Radscorpion."
I slowly got up out of cot trying not to wake up my sister Emily and went to go grab my .32 caliber out of my shoe.
"Hurry up boy it might still be outside." My dad said standing anxiously next to the door with one hand on the door handle and the other holding his hunting rifle. I got my shoe's on and walked next to the door, behind my dad. "Kay this is the plan, I'll open up the door and ya go to the left I take the right, get it?"
I nodded my head and without a second more to say anything my father and I ran outside trying to hope that my eye's would adjust to the darkness. BOOM shiiing click click BOOM shiiiing click click. I could hear my mother mumbling though the door, trying to calm down my sister. A giant scream was heard underneath the bridge, and you could hear the foot step's coming closer and closer. BOOM shiiing click click. One final blow to the Yao Guai's back at it felt like the earth shook when it hit the floor.
"YEA! WE GOT IT BOY YEA!" My mother, holding my sister came out of the house whispering word's to my father like "Why the [censored] are you hunting so damn late for?" Those 23 second's felt like hour's just standing there hoping my father wouldn't shoot me thinking I was the Yao Guai.
We had our own shanty, near the border of the ruin's. I was amazed on how the Yao Guai was so close to the D.C. ruin's. Me and my dad would have to go out of the ruins to hunt for Mole Rats and Boat flies, But we never encountered a alive Yao Guai before so far inside the ruins. My dad said he's killed plenty of them when I was much younger, when we lived over at Canterbury Commons, but I was too young to remember.
My dad threw the Yao Guai on the side of the Shanty, behind some tire's hoping someone, wouldn't steal it from us while we were sleeping. "Buster" my dad said angry, "Get over here and give me a hand!" I ran as fast as I could trying not to trip on the rubble around my house. I grabbed hold on the leg's and we started to swing the body.
"K ready?"
"Yea"
"1,2, 3." We threw the body over a pile of tire's stacked like bricks around a long bowl or what looked like a tub. "Damn dad, you had it why did you need my help?" My dad laughed and lightly slapped me on the back of my head, "Cause if that thing ran away, I would've made you run over there and go lure it over here." My mom went inside house slamming the door shut making sure she we heard it. "Cmon' Buster we needa get some sleep, tomarra your gunna gut that thing."
*This is my first Fan Fic in quite a while. I just needa get used to this again, I can't really think right now.*
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