1 The Ash Country

I was three. Three years old when everything went to hell. It was in the 31st Of October, Halloween. They decided to burn our Country down on Halloween. We were trick or treating when a huge  flame erupted from the outskirts of the countrysides. It has burning through the country at lightning speed. By the time we noticed it, it was already near us. We only had enough room in the bunker for two people. I got thrown out of the house, they thought the fire would take my life. My mother and father locked themselves in the bunker. I was three when this happened. The fire engulfed our house. I was trapped outside, the fire danced around me. It burnt my right arm and right hand. I guess no one ever really taught me the ways of the world ; I guess I taught myself them. They were hard to learn. The day I was thrown out was the last time I ever saw my parents. I think they burnt to a crisp in the bunker because it was weak metal. Hi, I'm Akira, and this is the story of my life. Well so far.

I'm fifteen now. Twelve years after our country burnt down. I ran out the country when I was nine. But I'm returning six years later to see what's left. Apparently there's a settlement there that has been aiding the survivors of the attack but they could've done it twelve years ago. When it actually happened. I stepped in the country. I walked through the abandoned and burnt buildings. I walked in one house, it was dark. I walked up the main stairs and found a flashlight. I turned it on and looked around. There was a cabinet. I opened the cabinet and found a knife. I took it as I thought it would be useful. I avoided the holes in the floor and kept walking around the building. I was stood at the window when four men came in the building with guns. They shouted about if anyone was in here they were gonna get shot. I climbed out the window and edged across the wall to the roof I was just above the window. A man stuck his head out the window so I stabbed him in his throat and pulled his body up onto the roof. I searched his body and took his pistol. I also found £45 and a fresh hoodie in his backpack. I put the hoodie on and took the backpack. I edged back in the window and snuck up on someone in the bathroom. I crouched behind his while he was searching the cabinets and stabbed the back of his neck I put my hand over his mouth and slit his throat. I decided I'd make a distraction. I found a hole in the floor and dropped his body down. His comrades turned to him. They were shocked. I climbed back out the window. I double checked the person I killed first and found a bullet-proof vest. I walked over the roof to the front of the building. I jumped down and walked in the front door. I walked in the kitchen and shot the person in there in the back of the head. I knew the others would hear so I hid under the floorboards. I heard the footsteps and crawled underneath them. I shot upwards and killed one guy. The other guy saw where the shots came from and ripped the floorboards up. Lucky for me I crawled out the kitchen and into the hallway. I silently got out and snuck up behind him. I spoke the words: "Goodnight my friend" in his ear and shot him in the head. I searched them and found batteries and money. I took the money and found keys. I realised the keys where for the motorbike outside. It wasn't a cool motorbike it was just a plain dirt bike but it was so special. I decided I would ride to my old house.