The Greater Good?

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A disease has gripped the over-populated earth, killing almost everyone in its path and leaving disasterous consequences. Not only did you survive, but your DNA has been altered. But is it for the greater good?

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Madeline’s scream’s slowly flowed from that of grief to anger. Why didn’t their doctor save her family?! The emotions building were so much that she thought she would burst. Anger, Sorrow, Fear. And then wound in the fine tapestry of her complicated emotions there was some joy and happiness, her legs worked again. Her mother would be so proud... her mother was dead though. There she was, lying in front of Madeline cold as ice, next to her father equally as cold and lifeless. Her headache began pounding once more, and Madeline began running. Her previous weakness was gone, she had to get away, far away. But first she must pack a bag, she would never return to this house. On hindsight, the house had always been cold, loveless almost. Perhaps it had been inevitable that Madeline would have to leave and find her own way, but not like this. Running back to her room, she grabbed a bag and slung a few items of clothing. Nothing practical, not that Madeline knew what practical was. She grabbed a few items of clothing from her wardrobe; these were mostly fine silks, and velvets. It wasn’t until she turned to leave that she realised she was still in her night cloths. She tried to focus purely on the task at hand, and not look into the future. If she had a future. After dressing in a short dress, one that Madeline considered invaluable, and threw on a cardigan, Madeline left. She ran down the grand hallway, not giving a thought to her live in carer, who must be dead. Madeline did not look back as she left the grand-mansion, that had been her home since the day she was born. It wasn’t until she was at the other end of her road she even realised she was crying.

Considering she had been confined to wheelchair for so many years, she ran with astonishing speed. Madeline had been expecting to be weak, but it seemed like the more upset she got, the faster she ran. She ran without a purpose, barely noticing the empty roads and eerie silence. She just ran, not thinking. It wasn’t until she reached the familiar band of shops that she stopped. Her throat was burning again, she needed a drink. Madeline looked towards the shop, it wasn’t really stealing if it was no longer owned she reasoned. She wasn’t surprised by unlocked door, but then again, nothing was surprising her. She didn’t feel anything, it was like she was just a shell. Entering the shop she tried to ignore that terrible smell coming from somewhere, and heading straight to the drinks section, picking up a can of coke. She proceeded to find something to eat, she settled on a bag of crisps and a chocolate bar. She almost laughed when she thought about what her mother would say if she saw ‘what she was doing to her body’. Well that was all up to Madeline now. Leaving the shop she slumped down on the hard pavement, to eat. Half way through her meal, all the emotions came rushing back. They knocked into her like a physical object, knocking the very breath out of her. She curled into a fetal position, on the cold hard pavement and all the meanness and all the selfishness was gone. Madeline was nothing more than a lost child. Alone in the world, it wasn’t until the crying subsided that she cold here a faint flutter of a heart beat.