Not a Legend, Just a Story

Not a Legend, Just a Story

pre-chapter

“We should go to the movies this weekend,” An older teen said.

“Too bad the superman, Batman movie doesn't come out till the summer.” The other girl shoved her hands into her jacket pockets. “Thats the only movie I want to see” She said against the idea.

“Ah come on, the new Twilight movie is out and I wanna see it” The girl began to beg. “Please???”

There was a sigh.

Three years later....

A motorcycle sped down the road of what remained of a busy city. What was left was just a broken up city with plants everywhere. Cars were left on the streets as the traffic lights were blinking green. The driver slid to a stop at one four way stop due to a red light.

Her helmet was a jet black with neon blue flames across the side, barely allowing her blond hair to fall out of it. The dark red bike had its own blame flame on the front. Her leather boot was placed on the street ground with the engine still running and a backpack over her shoulder. Her camouflage pants weren't need in the city or at least not for another few years. The smooth leather jacket was zipped at the bottom while open at the top letting her dark red shirt show and her necklace hang out for a moment.

“These lights seriously need to be fixed cause every time I come here, they're red” She commented as if someone was on a bike next to her.

She glanced from side to side before the light changed and she sped down the street, full speed.

“Dad, where we going?” She asked, her red hair was short and barely touched her shoulder.

Her pure white haired father began to load up his car, placing several items inside the back of the van. “Dad” She repeated and dropped her book bag on the ground as her blue eyes narrowed.

“We're going to Tokyo for a while.” He answered without looking at her.

She opened her mouth, words not forming. “But my graduation is this weekend, the band is playin' and everything. I can't just pack up and leave.” Her mouth was still open as tears could fall at any moment.

“Tomorrow morning.” He said calmly without showing any feelings and packed another bag.

“What about my graduation and the pets and the house. The wheat won't grow if nobody is taking care of it, leavin' isn't something we can just do.” She almost yelled, holding herself back.

“We're taking a boat so the pets can come. No one is going to be inside our home till we get back.” He said starting to sound crazy.

She kept driving alone even when she got outside the city, she just kept driving. She pulled a small radio out of her jacket and flipped the switch, her blue eyes left the road for only a second.

Her finger twitched, flipping the stations. “At mid day when the sun is the highest in the sky. You are not alone-” “I know I ain't alone but I ain't about to go see the dude who caused all this shit.” She said to herself.

“Welcome to my music. Lets play some happy music” A young man said over the radio before Move Along by The All-American Rejects began to play.

She pulled onto a dirt road with the sign “Bristol Farm” above. Her speed began to drop as she pasted the remains of a farm. The only thing that was growing now was weeds, making the 50 arcs around them look like only dust.

The bike stopped and she slowly took it inside the barn where a few bikes and cars sat waiting for someone to drive. Most had a cover over them, protecting them from the outside world. She pulled out a hand gun then slowly removed the covers of each car and replaced them after checking. From there she looked around the room then finally triple locked the door and went to the house.

Her gun was placed in the back of her pants under her jacket. The headphones in her helmet still played music until she turned it off and removed her helmet. Her blond hair fell out of it, seeming to be glad to be free. Her blue eyes shot around the area as she got closer to the house. When her hand touched the metal doorknob she still seemed worried.

Then the metal door opened and she flipped on the switch that lite up the house.

Nothing.

She let out a sigh of relief then closed the door and opened the blinds. The home was spotless with a warmness to it. The front was a basic kitchen, only light-used wood and a black frig along with a few little roosters thrown to brighten it up with the checked red. The living room was more modern, the arm chairs and coach were black leather while a big screen tv sat between the small table and the wall. It was surrounded by dvds, games, and several different gaming systems.

She went over to the back wall where two windows were and opened the blinds to look at a few dogs in the backyard. They all jumped up when they saw the door open. The backyard was large, nice and surprisingly green unlike the rest of the area as it was protected by a wooden fence around it. A smaller fence separated a small spot for carrots and other vegetables to grow.