Chapter 3 from Rebels with Guts, Part One, The Fall of Nations by Skylar

Chapter Three, To Top Off the Worst Day of my Life, I Fall into a Pit

(James) May 9th, 2065

    I stepped into the helicopter, my legs giving way as I fell on to the vacant seat. 

  The helicopter pilot looked at me and said, "Where's your lady friend?" 

  I wished that I was invisible as everyone in the plane turn towards me. I took a shaky breath then said, "Dead," in a weak, defeated, sorrowful voice.

   "Oh" the pilot turned away, as if he was embarrassed that he had made me upset.  

  I put my head in my hands and began sobbing. I then felt what appeared to be small fists punching my back. I suddenly remembered Beth little sister Rosie was in my backpack. "Oops" I said weakly. I unzipped my bag and her little face popped out; the women next to me gasped. 

   "Where's my sister Beth's boyfriend she's not aloud to have. I couldn't see her hands, but I could tell she'd put them. On her hips. 

  Taking another shaky breath I said, "I know this is the last thing you want to here Rosie, but your sister is dead." 

  She burst into tears. A few people tried to comfort her, but it was no use, she wouldn't stop crying. 

   About thirty minutes later the pilot turned to us and said, "I'm going to drop you kids off just up here there's a little help center for kids who have become orphans about a mile away; they'll be able to find you good homes."

  A few minutes past then we landed and he told me and Rosie to get out. I walked unsteadily out of the helicopter and it took off again. Leaving me and Rosie in the middle of a deserted desert landscape about a mile from where he told us to go.

   I started walking figuring I'd find it eventually. After about three hours of walking around in what was most likely circles I sat down on a rock Rosie right next to me. Then I heard a rumbling and the ground under me and Rosie gave way, and I fell about about 10 feet into a dark pit. I hit the stone floor butt first. I moaned in pain, curling up into a ball. Then Rosie fell on top of me. 

  I screamed in pain and an alarm went off. A loud female voice said, "Intruder alert intruders put your hands in the air or you will be shot."

   I instinctively put my hands in the air. Rosie did the same, crying in terror.

  A teenaged girl with purple and pink hair who was beautiful in a weird and somewhat alarming way walked up to us followed by eleven other beautiful, but somewhat quirky teenaged girls. All of them with hand guns pointed at my head.

  "Welcome to Rebels With Guts, I'm Pinky. Do not be alarmed." 

  I fainted.