Snippet #1444238

America, As Grey grew up America was like some distant land of wonders. As he grew up In Sahara he wanted to go to America were he heard his parents were from, But as he got older that thought just faded away and was replaced by he need to survive. His life was hard before the B.B.A. but after it was more of the same but of course with the added bonuses of mutants and shadow. I wasn't long before his persona came forth and saved him.

Grey opened his eyes to the small hold of the fishing boat he fell asleep in. Straching He got up and moved to the door. At first it didn't move and a small panic flew threw him until if finally gave and in creaked open and revealed the world. The boat was just on the bottom of the Hudson river out side of New York city. Ever since the B.B.A. rivers lakes even some of the oceans have dryed up of the floor have upheavaed and totally moved the water to some were else, It also moved land masses. That factor helped him get as far as he has. It was long and he nearly starved more then once, but that wasn't anything new. This was the first city he's really ever seen, even in ruins it was a sight. He could only imagine what it was like before.

Grey was a few feet from the boat, "Sleep well?" The voice came from his Feet Nellorix was walking next to him. His voice was like the sound the desert wind. "As well as always, you ask me that every time." Nellorix looked up and him, "I hope you can give a better answer then that." Grey looked down, Nellorix head came above his knee, after a sec he looked ahead. "You know that mutants and shadows are there," Nellorix continued. Grey looked up from the river bed"Ya, but there's also food...hopefully." Nellorix vanished into a cloud of sand as the wind blew, "What about survivors," His voice lingered in the wind as Grey made his way into the city.