Post by Blackout on Jul 2, 2011 21:26:38 GMT -5
I wish I could forget that day, the day I was taken from the only person I love in this fucked up world. My name is Connor Bauman. I'm fifteen and I've been through enough shit to last the rest of my life. It just seems like once something bad happens, it just snowballs into something worse in the future. My older sister Riley and I have lived the hardest life we can imagine. Several years ago, our parents divorced and sent both of us spiraling down in depression, and then the move to Cali a year later for our relative's funeral didn't make things any better. After we decided to stay in what was L.A., the wars began and everything started to fall apart. BLI was established soon after the wars ended and our parents, like the rest of the civs, started taking their pills. When I found out Riley's plans to run away, of course I made her take me as well. Things were fine for the year that we stayed in an abandoned apartment building, until that day came. It was going to be a routine search for food, I was going by myself because Riley needed some more rest after a big fight the night before. Not five seconds after I left the building I was jumped by two dracs, one with a messed up arm. Riley came down when they started to drag me towards their van, and I tried to tell her to get away so they wouldn't take her as well but I couldnt because the drac was covering my mouth. They didn't take her but the drac with the bad arm shot her in the shoulder when she tried to get to me. The other drac knocked me out at that point and I woke up in the BLI tower. You know how when people are thrown into a situation and they they're living their worst nightmare? Well I was, especially when Korse came into my cell with BLI meds. What happened next, I don't really remember, but I think Korse forced me onto the meds and it was terrible. It felt like he was trying to turn me against Riley.