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04:40 AM

((Skulduggery:))

A small house, quaint by the standards of the times, stood alone on the outskirts of a large forest. This forest was one of the last on the planet, a protected area filled with many dangerous animals, endangered species, and various types of mutated creatures left over from the Great Rain thirty years before. The Great Rain was an event that happened when the Earth, desperate during a time of war, was nearly destroyed. The Japanese and the Americans had worked together to create an ultimate weapon to end the war. The weapon created a rain of radioactive fire that covered the Earth. Millions died, and those that were left carried on to create a peaceful world, but the most dangerous product of the Great Rain was the animals that survived, mutated and then mated. It was mostly safe outside the forests, but inside was a death zone.

Gemini Hunter, a 19-year-old girl who lived in the quaint little house, stood at the very edge of the forest and thought about these things. It was something she did often, when she had nothing else to do. When she was five years old, she had wandered into that very forest and disappeared for two days. She knew that by all accounts, she should be dead. Everyone knew that. During the times that she stood and stared at the forest, she tried hard to remember what had happened in those days. It never worked, of course, and she was left with a blank in her memory.

Gemini often went into the forest to hunt for food. She could have gone to the city (if a small settlement in the ruins of an old town could be called a city,) but it was a three mile walk and she had nothing to barter. Besides, every time she went there, she had to deal with the staring and whispers.
That's the miracle girl.
Poor child, all alone.
Death follows that one.
And so on. So, from age six onward, Gemini had taught herself to hunt and survive, and continued living in the house her father had left behind. There were other instances when she should have died but didn't, but she was used to it by now. Death, she thought, was her only friend, the only thing she had ever been able to count on. Of course she knew that Death wasn't a sentient thing- fairy tales like that had all but died out since the Great Rain. In a post-apocalyptic world, what need did anyone have for children's stories? Still, sometimes she would talk out loud to a being she knew didn't exist.

"Why, when my mother and father died, am I still alive? Why, when that forest should have killed me? When I caught that fever and had no food or water? When I was bitten by that snake? And when my friend and I were attacked by that mutant, and I begged Death to save her and take me instead, did she still die even though my wounds were worse?" She asked the forest now, closing her eyes and feeling the wind on her face. Of course there was no answer. What would happen if she drank poison, or contracted that sickness that was sweeping through the city? It was incurable, she heard, and 100 percent deadly. And Gemini was pretty sure that it would reach her soon...if it hadn't already.