Revolution

Prolog
:

Name's
Wolf Your's?

The
cold snow hit my face like small needles. I sat on the outskirts of a
forgotten city stripped from it's once beautiful buildings. It's
name? I think the elders at the last make-shift town said it was
called New York City, but who knows with them. The war has made them
insane in my opinion. If you heard them babble once you'd agree.

Their
story was like all the others. The war began for unknown reason, but
oh, was it a bad one. Many soldiers gave it the unofficial name WW
III. Can't blame 'em either. I've picked up an old copy of a middle
school history book before, and read about them. It was like all the
others.... Except it was every country for them selves. The U.S
dropped out when China bombed New York and California.

Then
few years later boom! We have a new government. It changes every five
years when a stronger group kills the leader. Right the Pegasins
control us. They’re a dictatorship (no surprise there) who only
want money. They made the U.S the biggest exporter for the war. We
have over 10,000 more factories then we did 50 years ago (2012).
Payment is rations.  You get enough to feed one person every day.
This decreased our population a lot. Punishments different as well.
When you make a cop mad now you get shot. They call it S.S a.k.a shot
on spot. They've had the longest control over 7 years. So a new group
arose called Revolution.

That's
where I come in. Name's Wolf. I'm 25. What do I look like? Why do you
care use your damn imagination or something. Any way I have no real
idea why I joined Revolution. Money? No. Revenge for my parents who
were S.S for stealing food? Maybe. They call me a 'special solider'.
Mainly because I'm skilled in both swordsman ship and guns. Which is
why I am the only guy in the 'group' that has a weapon part sword,
and part revolver.

It's
hard to explain.

I
pull out a metal sphere from my back pocket. I called the nagger.
Command sends out prerecorded message of missions. Ever since I came
out of the Training Academy Command has never sent me a mission. So
much for the 'special soldier' I push the button near the sphere's
top. The message replays again. “Soldier Wolf,” came out
a robotic female like voice, “Report to the Dead City Sector 9,
and wait for Soldier Roger Glancsis to arrive.”

Since
the academy doesn't send me any where I spend most of my time seeing
the country. If any one give me trouble about it I simply saying I'm
patrolling.

I look to my left, and.... I see some one. I pull out my weapon and
attach the scope for it, and look through. I see a guy. Skinny to.
He's got spiky blonde hair, and is wearing a black bandana over his
face. He's wearing standard clothes for these kind of temperatures
all black in color. The part that interests me the most though are
the knives he has out.

Chapter
One :

Welcome
to HQ Kid