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It started off like a normal sunny day... that's what we thought a few months ago. Now the world was completely dark, black, except for the little bit of sun that shone through through every morning. The military thinks that things came in waves. First lights GONE, Second ALL power GONE, Third ILLNESS spreading but only in one country so far lord knows how long it will take to spread across the whole world, and Aaren thinks that she knows already what the fourth wave is even though the military hasn't caught it. She knows there among us....

She would be up at her penthouse, watching from the glass wall. Her little Exite would be running around to clear up things, and to store them in a hidden chamber. Mainly the things were books and few other various of things. She would still have some power and light at her penthouse, but at places where they won't take notice. Candles here and there lights up other places.

Aaren goes to an old house that was run down like if was in a tiny hurricane or tornado. She opened the door and immediately a cat bolted out almost giving her a heart attack.

For once she would be silent. The whole world was going to hell and she was silent. Her sister and father had both left to go where they thought it was safe, and who knows where Micheal was. But she sat, she wasn't the best with weapons but she could use a gun and she had one with her strapped to her thigh under her skirt with a knife in her boot. What ever was happening next she would be ready. But the first thing she had to deal with was food and water. So she left her perfectly safe large home and started towards the gas station where hopefully some food would be.

Aaren headed into the house with Bear close at her feet. He scanned the house with his canine eyes and good sense of smell.

Harlan walks down the barren street, his rifle across his chest. Months ago when the alien invasion had begun, him and other elite soldiers belonging to a secret government agency had been deployed across the U.S. to help drive back the invaders. Unfortunately, even with their high tech equipment and training, their efforts had no effect once the aliens doubled down on their assault. Their forces were decimated and barely half of them remained. Now, they simply went about, keeping any semblance of law and order possible while the world burned.

She would put the book on a table and sits back down. Little Exite is still moving things around. Out of nowhere,"How long do you think the humans last? Years?" The 12 year old replies, "I do not know." She gives off a sigh and says, "I wonder how the aliens are going to react to me."

The streets were quiet and as she got to the station she took out her gun, a P-96M, as she walked in she searched the store as best she could and then began to fill her backpack full of bottled water. Nearly all of the store was in ruins. Cash register cleared, beer, tobacco, anything like that long gone. Even most of the junk food was gone too. Though she hated the taste she had been relying on jerky and meat sticks since it started. She stocked up her extra pockets on those too. Then grabbed a few packs of matches and some extra cord rope from the back and walked out of the store glancing around and putting her gun back in her thigh holster then heading back towards home.

Aaren searched the kitchen after she ordered Bear to search the rest of the house. Bear was upstairs at this point and heard some noises come from the bathroom. He went over and sniffed the crack of the closed door "it smells human" he thought. He scratched a little on the door, and heard a muffled yell for help. He ran back downstairs and goes to Aaren's feet. He tugs on her shirt sleeve. She looks down at him, and questioned, "what is it boy?" He barked and ran back upstairs as she followed with her M16 pressed against her chest.

As Harlan continues down the barren city street littered with debris, he spots a figure emerging from a gas station. He picks up his pace and shouts, "Stop!" in a distorted, robotic voice as a result of the suit he is wearing.

She would look to Exite, "Is everything covered?" Exite nodded, "Affirmative. All the important things have been stored away. They will not find it." Runa would take a sigh, "Shall we get going?" Exite nodded. Runa raise from her seat and grabbed her book. She patted her dress before heading toward the entrance of her house. Stepping outside, Exite would follow her close and locked the door. The two proceed to walk down the stairs and out the complex's entrance....the street is deserted.

With the sound of a voice she pulls her gun and turns immediately on it. Nearly shaking with fear but she manages to keep it together. She looked at the large figure in a strange suit. She stared at it, not yet ready to die. "What are you?" She yelled gun pointed at him.

Harlan raises his G36C as well. "Ma'am please. I am Harlan Ducote, I am a government employee. Please lower your weapon now or lethal force will have to be used." He stands steadfast, finger near the trigger.

"How am I supposed to know who you are? Everyone's dead or crazy, how am I supposed to know if you really are the good guy?" She asked keeping her finger near the trigger but never on it. "How do I know if I can trust you?" She yelled.