Rated M for possible violence, language, and intimate situations.
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Melody sat on the log fence, one of her legs swinging back and forth as the other rested on the highest log, overlooking her deserted childhood house. With a frown on her face she thought back to a life she used to have. A happier life when her family was still alive and this whole place was a thriving ranch. Now, it was empty and broken.
Even still, Melody came here often to get away from the hell that this world has become. Her home was a lonely place to visit, but it was quiet and gave her time to think and recollect herself when she needed it. It also helped that this house was outside the barrier and unless the task force was out on patrol, she was safe and had every right to be here.
Melody’s gaze moved to the sky where she could see the clear and slightly purple haze that was the barrier surrounding the city. The city…..Melody scoffed at the thought. That is where all the healthy normal people got to live, away from people like her, the freaks who had no control over what they have become. The Exiled they called them, the people who were now deemed as dangerous and unwanted. Well, who’s fault was that?
Melody clenched her hands into fists and a few loose pieces of gravel began to float gently into the air. It wasn’t until they were at her eye level did Melody snap out of her angry thoughts and forced herself to calm down. She relaxed her hands, closed her eyes, and listened as the gravel rocks fell back to the ground. Melody wanted justice and was angry at how her own government turned against her and others like her. However, she knew that she had to remain level headed and keep her powers under control. Even a small act such as lifting some gravel off the ground could potentially get her noticed or worse….killed. After all, the government had a way of finding the Exiled, which is why the task force was created. A bunch of mindless brutes who did whatever the government told them to do, like kill innocent people.
Melody hopped off the log fence and walked towards her house and around the back. There was an old rusted swing set which belonged to her and her twin brother when they were kids and a few feet away stood a giant oak tree. Melody loved this tree because despite all the destruction and ruin it stood its ground and continued being as green as ever, it became her small sliver of hope. Beneath the tree was a makeshift headstone. Melody walked up to it and looked down, her eyes welling up with tears. This was her brother’s headstone. He died fighting in the Revolution, fighting for her, or at least Melody thought he died. He went MIA during one of the battles and she was never able to find any trace of him. Whether he was dead or not, this headstone was here as tribute to him.
This was the only grave Melody was able to visit because her parents were buried within city limits, behind the barrier. Since the disease killed them pretty quickly they were buried with honor and were considered “part of the city” because they were upstanding citizens that were unable to survive the disease. Everyone else was shunned and if you died after the disease had been cured your death meant very little to those living in the city.
After a few moments, Melody’s watch began to make faint beeping sounds. She quickly wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her hoodie and moved the other sleeve out of the way to reveal a watch which had a small screen and a red blinking light. This meant she wasn’t going to be safe for long. Melody took a deep breath to make sure her tears went away and she broke into a jog heading away from her childhood home and towards the woods.
Her watch was a piece of technology that worked much like a tracker, and it let her know that a patrol team from the task force must have been near by. This type of tech was hard for the Exiled to obtain so majority of it was stolen or put together with limited supplies. It wasn’t perfect and didn’t always work right but it could mean the difference between life and death.
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