1 The Lone Wolf

My name is Rouge, and I have one mission, that is to survive no matter the cost even if I have to climb a mountain of dead bodies, that's my only mission.

Rouge looked up at the bright sky wondering how far she was from her birthplace, she shook her head sighing at the thought of her mother and father too be honest she felt nothing to her parents or anyone for that matter all the really care about was herself, people could call her selfish but too be honest she doesn't care due to the fact that she will be one alive in the end. Rogue walked along a trench looking for any trace of flowing water but it seemed frozen from the recent snow storm, she sighed walking from the trench and back to a broken down shack that looked like it was barely holding itself together she walked in closing the door taking out the goods from her bag which was a granola bar and a apple that was clearly on the verge of rotting off, so soft where her finger could stab through with little to no effort, it was sad but food was food.

Rogue sat on the mattress squeaked when she sat, almost felt like she was sitting on the concrete floor for how much she sank into the mattress; she took off her leather cloak jacket that hid most of her face from anyone as well as her dirt covered jeans as well her wrecked conversus to lay on the mattress, she laid down on the rough mattress before a loud bamg echoed across the sky, her eyes shot open as she grabbed her small handgun and running towards the sound in her underwear.

(CHAPTER WILL BE UPLOADED EVERY MONDAY)