All That is Left Chapter 1 (635 hits)
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Submitted by Lunch_Pail (View user info) at 2004-11-18 16:12:30 EST
I awoke to the rising sun, rising over the vast wasteland that I now inhabit. As I sit staring at the coals that remain of my fire, I wonder, why me? Why am I so fucking special that I was one of only a few million people to survive this nightmarish massacre? These deep thoughts bring me back to the day the world changed forever.
Sitting at my desk having my fourth cup of coffee at 12 p.m. I've just hung up from helping a complete retard fix their computer. Deciding its about time for lunch I start to peruse the local news website. "What the fuck is that? Is this some sort of sick joke", I say to myself. Clicking the link entitled, "Asteroid on direct path with Earth, projected date of impact: October 27, 2007". Thoughts of my beautiful wife and newborn son instantly flash before my eyes. "Holy shit, Tom, look at the KCCI website".
"Dude, I'm fucking busy, what's the deal?"
"Shut your pie hole and fucking look!"
"What the fuck, Nick, is this shit for real?"
"Fuck, I don't know, either way, I'm taking the rest of the day off."
I slowly rise from my desk to walk over and tell me supervisor I'm leaving for the day. Approaching her desk, she looks up slowly from her computer. "Hey, Nick, what can I do for you?"
"I need to leave for the rest of the day."
"Oh yeah? Why is that?"
"Personal issues", I say, realizing she has no idea of the breaking news, being that she is a work-a-holic and would never stray to websites that are not business related.
"Well, I don't think I can allow that because we just have too many users to help today."
"Excuse me?"
"Look, I need to have you guys out kicking ass and improving our call volume and hold times."
"You know what? You can take those figures and shove em' sideways up your ass!"
"Well that's an interesting outlook you have on our vital call stats. With that said, Im afraid your services will no longer be required."
"Whatever, bitch."
At this point all of my coworkers are looking over the tops of their cubes trying to figure out what I'm trippin about. "I don't give a fuck", I think to myself "none of this bullshit even matters anymore". I walk past everyone carrying a box of my personal belongings to the door, my mind racing with the avalanche of this latest news.
As soon as I get in my Cadillac Eldorado, I quickly dial, Trish, my wife, on my cell phone.
"Next Gen Reality, this is Trish."
"Baby, its me, you have to take the rest of the day off."
"Why, what's going on?"
"Just trust me, go home now, I'll pick up Roman from day care and meet you there."
Weaving through traffic like Mario Andretti, my 300 horsepower Cadillac quickly gets me to the Koalty Care daycare center.
"Mr. Carter, how can I help you?"
"Hi Jan, I'm here to take Roman home."
"Okay, he's in the nursery having his afternoon nap, I'll get him."
"Thank you."
As she approaches holding my precious 3-month-old seed in her arms my mind kicks it into high gear. I see him the day he was born, so beautiful and small, staring into my eyes as if he knows something I do not. What a beautiful thing he is- luckily he looks like his mother and not me- I remember joking with myself.
Yanked back to reality Jan hands him to me along with the small canvas bag of his baby items. Holding his warm, soft face against my shoulder I quickly walk to the eldorado and put him in his baby seat.
Pulling into the driveway, I open the garage door and see the Durango is already here. Carrying Roman in my strong arms I open the door to see Trish looking out the kitchen window, she turns to me.
"Honey what's wrong?" She asks, seeing a very odd expression on my face.
"Turn the TV to CNN while I put Roman in his crib."
As I return to the kitchen she looks at me and says, "Apparently there was an asteroid story a couple hours ago, that has turned out to be incorrect."
"What? It's incorrect?"
"Yeah, they said an asteroid was going to hit earth but now they're saying their projections were off and it's going to miss."
"Oh fuck."
"Why, what's wrong?"
" I just got fired because of their fuck up! Oh well, I got offers pouring in anyway, along with my wise investments in real estate and the stock market, we will be okay."
After explaining my conversation with my supervisor she and I both have a good laugh. While happy that the story was false, I know in the back of my mind that this could very well happen and if it did why would NASA tell anyone? Being the type of person that is always prepared I check my current stock of weapons. One Walther P99 40 cal, Trish's Mini Browning High Power 9mm, and my Benelli Home Protection series 12 gauge. "Not bad", I say to myself. "This will give me an excuse to buy that Tech Nine I always wanted."
Sitting at my desk, I look at my calendar and my mind quickly flashes back to the day, 2 years ago, that I got fired from my high paying state job. "Shit, I don't care, now Im making twice as much now". My mind ponders, what could happen today. Pushing it away I say fuck it- there's no way that's going to happen. Just as this thought crosses my mind I see a bright flash outside my office window. The ground then shakes violently beneath me, sending ceiling tiles tumbling to the floor, my pictures falling from my desk, frames shattered in a mess of plaster and glass. I rush for my office door, knowing that's what to do in an earthquake. "What the fuck is going on?" I say to myself, "we don't have earthquakes in Iowa". My mind shifts to my lovely wife and son- immediately I run for the door to get out to the Durango, not noticing my assistant, Meagan, has been killed by a falling support column. The sight awaiting me outside is staggering- half demolished buildings everywhere, black smoke and dust floating about like pollen in a spring breeze, people bloody and dying or already dead are strewn about the various parking lots in my view. I start to run towards an injured young lady to help her then I think of Trish. "Fuck these cats, I gotta help Trish and Roman."
I reach the Durango, adrenaline pumping like I have never experienced, to find it crushed by a steel telephone pole. Obviously this presents a problem. Knowing that the city is in ruins I know I will need an SUV. I see a young man of around 30 rushing to his Jeep Grand Cherokee. I run over to him.
"Hey man, I need your Jeep."
"What the fuck? No fuckin way pal, I gotta go home and make sure my dog is okay."
"Fuck your dog, I need to go help my wife and kid."
"We'll I'm sorry I cant help you."
"Fuck that, help this!"
I quickly pull the P99 from my shoulder holster under my suit jacket. "Gimme the fuckin Jeep or I'll blow your fuckin brains out right here!"
The man quickly falls to the ground, obviously scared shitless. He mutters something about poor Buffy at home alone as I snatch the keys from his hand and hop in the brand new SUV. Seeing the parking lot strewn with debris I floor the gas, jumping straight over the curb and onto Grand Avenue. Once on Grand, it is apparent that getting all the way out to West Des Moines would be no easy task. The street is littered with bricks, concrete, dead bodies, power lines, tress and about any other fucking thing that could possibly get in my way. Finally after about 20 minutes I reach the interstate. Just as I enter onto the surprisingly empty interstate I hear what sounds like a large explosion. Looking back towards downtown, I see the 50-story Principal Tower tumbling in a horroriffic scene of dust and black smoke.
I spot Trish sitting on the ground next to the Eldorado with her face in her hands. I quickly screech to a stop and jump out. She looks up at me startled and confused.
"Baby, who's car are you driving?"
"Never mind that, get in."
"But, Angie, my secretary is, is,"
"Baby, that doesn't matter now, we have to find Roman and get the fuck outta here."
"Bu, bu, but Angie."
At this point I quickly realize that she isn't going anywhere, so I quickly scoop up her small 120-pound frame and set her gently into the passenger side of the Jeep. Arriving a mere 5 minutes later, what I find at Koalty care rips my heart out of my chest. The building is completely engulfed in flames. Immediately I spot Jan.
"Jan, where's Roman?"
"He's still inside."
Without a second word or thought for that matter, I take off my jacket, put the P99 in the Jeep and proceed towards the main door of the daycare with my jacket draped over my head. Locked. "What the fuck is this door doing locked?" I thought to myself. Without further ado I deliver a fierce snap kick to the door, knocking it cleanly off the hinges while getting a blast of hot air that nearly knocks me off my feet. With this sight of orange fury I rush inside to find my one and only son.
User Reviews
Submitted by shitfuck (user info) at 2005-05-14 14:24:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Beyond bad.
Submitted by fluff (user info) at 2005-02-27 06:35:47 EST (#)
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Submitted by Degreeless_Capibara (user info) at 2005-02-03 23:37:03 EST (#)
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Submitted by Lunch_Pail (user info) at 2005-02-03 23:25:58 (#)
Ranking: -2
fuck i wanna stromp you out. all the inbred douchebags that gave u +2 need stomped also
Submitted by RamJetMax (user info) at 2004-11-19 17:43:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
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Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2004-11-19 09:20:31 (#)
Ranking: 2
Alright here is the deal, I read this and
is actually quite good. However because I am
a bitch and you totally were rude on one of my
posts I was determined not to rate you. However,
since I think this deserves more recognition I
will rate you. Next time don't be such a dick.
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I was going to -2 this post too just because you are a dick. You acted like a whinny-little bitch. But TigerLilly is right, this is a good post, so +1 for you.
Submitted by Lunch_Pail (user info) at 2004-11-19 10:04:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I was a dick to you tiger lilly? Link it so I can see please.
Thank you for the good rating.
Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2004-11-19 09:20:31 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Alright here is the deal, I read this and
is actually quite good. However because I am
a bitch and you totally were rude on one of my
posts I was determined not to rate you. However,
since I think this deserves more recognition I
will rate you. Next time don't be such a dick.
Submitted by Lunch_Pail (user info) at 2004-11-18 17:38:12 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Jeaneee why are you like the only one that ever reviews my stuff??
LOL maybe Im just being impatient.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2004-11-18 16:52:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Quite good. Let's see more.
Submitted by Lunch_Pail (user info) at 2004-11-18 16:14:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
well, I got bored this morning and decided to start writing a story. This is the first chapter. if people like it Ill write more chapters, if not, fuck off! HAHAHA just playin. anyway tell me what yas think.