[scrab queen]

Alright, I think I can safely say that my noobish tendacies have gone. I expanded my vocabulary, and actually wrote quite a few chapters. This is just a test, and I might leave you with a sort of cliffy(at that point my inspiration was shattered by the coming of a working computer and the operation of my old frankenputer for his new organs).
In the first chapter, there is a huge block paragraph, and I can't be arsed to fix it. Tt was supossed to be a character bio, but halfway through it it turned into the story itself. Now remember, this is just a test and first draft, and don't you worry about short chapters.


CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISIM IS REQUIRED!but after that you can put in your original short 'aww that's cute' comment.


I now present, the introduction.







Destruction: the prelude


It was a fairly sunny day, and she could finally see some bits of sky through the thick sheet of clouds. This was the day, the day that she went exploring in the last known wildlife area in the entire city, whether her mom liked it or not. She did not care about parasites or bug bites like the rest of the city. All their fears were just ridiculous. They were afraid of disease, and ever since that cancer scare they were afraid of sunlight. So they had the scientists find a way to block out the sun. The smart people died out long ago, and the stupid ones are filling the young one’s heads with nonsense for a whole new generation of idioticness. Now everyone thought that everything had to be away from nature or you will die, which is why they were scared of the reserve. Nowadays, everything had to be poorly sanitized and covered in metal. The world was coming to an end soon, and she knew it. “Either the humans will die, or they will die when the planet does, which should be in a few hundred years.” She mumbled to herself as she sneaked past security in hazard suits.
Even though she was a human herself, she couldn’t wait for the demise of her species. Or she was just the last real human on earth.
She was wearing what few would dare to wear A tank top and shorts. The people who thought low of themselves thought it was smutty, and the ‘normal ones’ thought it was dangerous to expose so much skin to the outside world. She just wanted to be comfortable while she got away from domestication.
All the animals were gone, and the plants were dying, except for one large tree, which survived the onslaught of technology. At least they were stupid enough not to build robots that turned against them and turned her life into ‘The Matrix’, except with a really bad and almost non-existent plot.
She let out a sigh, as she sat in the highest branches. Her contentment was short-lived, as she looked over the towering city and frowned when she thought of the shame they were bringing to themselves. She tried to get her point through at her graduation speech, and told every one how they could help. But the stupid bastards just stared at her with that usual ‘DUUUURRRRR????’ expression, and then attempted a pathetic insult, telling her that it was a gay idea, and then trash flew in her direction. ‘They’ll get what’s coming to them…’ She thought. All she had to do was be patient.
Crash the ground rumbled, and she smirked as she saw a green smoke coming out of the laboratories. Her patience had paid off. She was laughing sadistically as she saw the building writhe and topple over, knocking down several others with it. Ignoring the shouts of the security and the weak attempts at insults as she calmly walked through the smoke and rubble to pack her things and wait out the apocalypse in the reserve.

She looked unusually happy to her panicked mother, who was doing her afternoon ritual of screaming and running about the house panicked about something harmless, except this time, it was real.
She ignored her incoherently screaming mother and packed up several changes of clothes, a throw blanket or two, and enough food to last until the dust settled and the air cleared.
She then slung her pack over her shoulder and grabbed her mothers arm as she passed, silencing her screams. She looked into her panicked eyes and said, “It is coming. The destruction of all you’ve ever known. All you have feared will survive, but will you live to face them? Do you even want to?” Her expression was solid; her tone was solemn. “Uh…Yes?”
“Then you will follow me out of the city and into the gardens. And we will see if you even want to live.” She dragged her mother kicking and screaming, into the reserve, and carried her into a tree. Her mother wiggled her way out of the tree and with terrified screams, ran out of the gardens. She stopped her and silenced her. “Do you want to run from here?” She nodded hurriedly. “Than you will die. Go! Run into your death.” She resumed running and screaming, and as Yume perched in front of her perfect view of the city, watched as her mother ran into a collapsing building just seconds before it crumbled. She had a jolly time, watching those unworthy of their lives run straight into death’s arms and keeling over in sadistic laughter as the city crumbled around her. If she died then, she would have died happy.
Several days later, the dust had settled earlier than she had expected and set out to ravage the shops that had survived.










AN: I did this right after chapter six, as I needed a way for the city to die.