Wastelands Chapter 1

It's several decades after the third world war and the world is split into three factions the Raiders who's only interest are themselves and would gladly kill anyone for just a bit of pocket change. Then there are the wanderers who travel the remains of the world either by themselves or in groups, those who can't defend themselves are usually prey for the Raider slave drivers. Finally there are the run of the mill survivors people who try their best to rebuild society in self built towns, there are also survivors of families that took refuge underground some chose to stay but some however chose to leave and venture the world above. This story begins in the area of Canada now known as Savage Falls as a medic stands on the edge of the Raider camp as he takes a deep breath before taking his first few steps into the camp. He kept hos eyes looking forward but noticed out of the corner of his eye that a few of Raiders were whispering and pointing at him as he walked by but none of them stopped him. He grew more and more nervous as he walked towards the center of camp he had hid it well though keeping a calm exterior. It felt like an eternity since he first set foot inside but in truth it had only been a few minutes. He was lost in worry when someone finally stepped in his path "Move aside if you please." He said calmly but the Raider only smirked and shook his head. The medic took a step towards him reaching for his gun as he did but stopped his eyes widening behind his glasses as he heard the sound of dozens of guns being cocked. He looked around to see he was suddenly surrounded on all sides guns pointed at him from towers, huts and people on the ground. "Move aside, get the hell out of my way dammit." The medic heard a shrill female voice moving towards the crowd. The woman the voice belonged to came to the front of the group it was a medium sized girl in her early twenties with long black hair and dark eyes. The Raider who stopped him in the first place called out "Salute commander Elbalina" all the men took a hand in salute. Elba stared the medic in the center down as he pulled out his pistol and quickly tossed it far out in front of him. "At ease men!" she called out and everyone in the crowd around them lowered their weapons as she walked towards him picking up his gun as she did. "Well, well, well what do we have here a wanderer that's lost his way?" She asked circling around him, even though she was smaller than him she had a frightening presence about her. She stopped in front of him and held his own pistol under his chin "Well?" she asked  again. "I'm only passing through." he replied calmly to which the crowd burst into laughter and the woman that held his gun smacked him across the side of his face knocking him to the ground. "And just who the hell do you think you are to just stroll through Savage Falls in broad daylight?!" She yelled crouching down to his level "Idiot." she kicked him in the stomach as she stood back up then began to walk away. "Bring him to my tent, in no less than ten minutes alive and conscious, until then do with him what you will."

Elba had only been in her tent for a few moments before the intruder was tossed inside with no other injuries besides a wound developing where she'd pistol whipped him. "On your feet boy." She demanded to which he slowly complied, as soon as he stood up she pulled out a chair "Sit." again he complied as she sat across from him at a small desk with a large log book "Name?" she asked "I beg your pardon?" he asked slightly confused. She sighed "Why do I get stuck with the stupid ones..." she muttered under her breath shaking her head "what is your name?" "What the hell does it matter?" He asked tilting back in his chair with his feet up on a barrel and taking out an empty syringe and spinning between his fingers. "Well if I'm going to put you on the slave market I'm going to need a name..." she noticed the syringe between his fingers "put it down." He sighed stabbed the syringe deep in to the wooden barrel "Oh that's right you must be a slave trader..." he said with a light laugh "this isn't the first time I've been caught, but it is the first time I've been put into the books, well anyway my name is Sean Hennamen." Elba shook her head as she wrote his name in the book "Such confidence, I'll make sure you'll loose it by the time your sold." She began looking through the pages of the book and occasionally looked up at Sean "You sure are a skinny little bastard ain't ya." He didn't respond only rocked his chair back and forth "You don't have much muscle either, doesn't seem like I'll be able to get much for you not much of a demand for medics in the slave trade." "It's all the same with you people isn't it..." Sean started letting his chair land on all four legs "everything is all about money isn't it." Elba continued looking through the book "I might just have to sell your body parts it doesn't look like you good for much, and for the record it is all about the cash, if my family wasn't already dead I'd probably sell them for pocket change..." she came to one of the final pages of the log book that which fell into the bounty section and a grin grew on her face as a picture of a scruffy haired blue eyed boy with glasses appeared in a wanted picture. "I'd even turn them in for a bounty, kind of like the one you have on your head." Sean looked puzzled "A what?" he asked concerned his heart sinking deeper into his chest. "And what luck for me your worth more dead than alive." She stood up taking a knife from her coat and walked towards him.