|City of Children
Author: Doctorre PM
My first ever fanfic from a site called which is closing in march. So I'm moving it here!Rated: Fiction T - English - Fantasy/Supernatural - Words: 3,905 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-30-09 - id: 5180714
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This is my first fan fic I ever wrote, I published it on a site called that is closing in march. Check out the shit I wrote…and will be redoing someday.
1. The Bomb
The air was tense in the room. North Korea had launched a
nuclear missile, and the scientist said it was heading for D.C.
(surprise). It was on the PA system, and we watched the
missile's course on the T.V's in all the rooms. The bomb was
going to hit in 10 minutes. We all held our breath as the
missile was right in the center of Washington. Then, the
missile's path changed as it lost altitude passing the jet
stream. It arced across the states, fighting to pass the barrier
of wind. Then it broke through. We recognized Ohio's distinct
outline on the news. Then the world outside exploded.
The windows blew in, the seats sank into the floor, and fire
seemed to scorch the air. Someone screamed. My hands
caught fire, but didn't burn visibly. Just like an aura. Someone
was sticking to the ceiling. More screams now. Some were
dead, others were like I was. I could feel the atoms rearranging.
Why they were rearranging and not being molecularly
dissasembled I don;t know. But they were. The heat had
stopped. The world had stopped screaming. All was quiet
except a few cars falling back to Earth. I stood up and a few
others did also. We looked around for others, longing for
company in this odd place we had lived. I had read somewhere
that not everyone in Hiroshima had died from scorching. They
had been killed from radiation.
Some how though, I didn't think that was going to happen. I
felt good, for some reason. Like I had just got out of a hot
shower. Who could feel like that when the world had just ben
vaporized with them inside it. But I had an odd feeling of
lightness and elation that I couldn't surpress. The feelings
flowed through me and I focused them into a thought,
"I feel like I can fly." And to my surprise, I did. Like jumping
and never falling. I lost focus and fell onto the roof. I had gotten
out the window and above the building, before falling. I stood on
the roof and looked out at the new city of jackson.
2. The Wasteland
I stared out at what had become new school
was the tallest building for miles now, huge splinters of ground
were thrust up into the air creating huge blades of grass, so
that we were the ants. The others below me had figured out how
to fly, and came out like I did. We looked what the anger and
paranoia had done to our world.
Realizing I had fell almost twenty feet and stood up was
miraculous. So I had stronger bones now. But how far a fall they
would take, I wouldn't know, unless......
I jumped off the building and smashed into the ground. But I
never broke anything, my knee was off the ground. I had always
wondered about this happening. So I did what the first thing I
could think of. I flew to Wally world.
The once strong looking super-store was now cleaved in half
by a shard of rock the size of a semi. I flew into a hole and went
to the precooked section. I picked up a few boxes of chicken
and flew to my mom's work office, the single most defendable
place in Jackson. Some people came to me, those who could
fly, and asked if I had seen anybody. I asked them to come with
me, and they would. We flew over the shattered lands, and
wondered if anyone was left.
3. The Fortress
We decided not to return to our homes, because no one
wanted to face or see what each person knew was there. Only
the ones who changed like i did survived, the rest were,
depending on where they were, vaporized or charred. And, so
far, nobody had seen any adults.
We discovered a new problem when a group of kids flew
toward us with previously liberated handguns from Wal-Mart
and looted houses. They told us to give them our food. I felt
different then, anger at these idiots trying to steal our food for
themselves when there were plenty of refridgerators twenty feet
below them. The anger seemed to envelop my body, like it was
the blood in me, and gathered at my finger tips. When the
emotion seemed to be waiting in my finger tips, I looked up at
the grioup of gunmen, and exploded.
The people around me were blasted backwards from the
excess of power flowing from my robbers in front of
me however were hit with the full embodiment of my emotion,
and blasted back towards the ground. They scrambled and fled
from me. And my group and I started looking for a place to call
We were looking for a place that was defensible now, so we
could keep those degenerate's away. We chose a new place to
live where we could be safe from the other kids and where there
were bound to be no bodies. The Old Mushroom Factory was an
abondoned one story building which used to grow mushrooms.
There were three ways in or out, and we could watch and guard
them very easily. So this is where we holed up.
4. The Battleground
The power I uncovered, was a mistake. Everyone of us could
use it, and not all of us were responsible with it. Jackson
became a Battlefield. Near;y everyday we fought over the city.
Flying became easier, fighting became faster and moer
powerful. It was a dangerous thing to do fighting in the sky.
Even watching was dangerous. The power of the attacks would
reach the ground and rip apart the ground leaving gashes in the
Earth. And soon, Jackson was gone. Only canyons remained.
The factory was on the outskirts of town, but half of the left-
handside was missing it's wall. The road to Jackson was
hanging down the cliff, and littered with junk basically. Nothing
ever came or went. We lived, in nowhere now. We knew that a
nuclear bomb couldn't destroy the whole U.S. so where was our
disaster support? The people in a town close to us could have
easily seen the cloud. We had been abandoned.
It had been meerly 3 weeks after the bomb landed in my
town.I thought of it as my town because I was simply the
strongest one there. The raiders had been destroyed, for the
most part, and I was in control of the town.
Then, on a sunny day around morning, we heard something.
It was unlike any of the sounds we had come to think of as
natural. I looked out one of the factories small barred windows
and didn't believe my eyes. A truck with the old Hazardous
material signs was pulling into our driveway.
My people stopped whatever they were doing and watched it.
The truck pulled into our parking lot, and opened it's back
doors. A group of men in Haz-mat suits jumped out and formed
something like a military formation. Military? I saw why a
second later. They had guns.
I imagined they look surprised when they come into a
nuclearly radiated area and find a bunch of kids playing around
like it was Sunday morning after church. One of my friends I
had made walked over to them and asked them something.
They glanced around, and said something back, and he pointed
at me through the window. They followed his finger to the spot
and they walked towards the factory.
One of the reasons we still lived undergound mostly was
because of the raiders. Though they were mostly disbanded,
killed, or otherwise incapacitated, those left were considerably
powerful. Not as much as I, otherwise they would attack and kill
many of the children living under here. They occasionally
raided us, but we drove them back quite quickly everytime.
Unfortunately for the adults, still powerless as they were,
today was a crisis point in the raider tribes. They put on one of
their biggest offensives yet. The target was the Haz-mat team.
The leader of the raiders thought they might have medicine.
They flew stealthily through the canyon, and burst up over
the cliff like F-22 Falcons. They unleashed their energy in
small, compact spheres of energy that had the effect of a 20
kiloton bomb going off. The adults who weren't incinerated were
hurled violenetly backwards. The raiders then tried to grab a
suitcase that was hand cuffed to one of the suited men. I
watched this with cold eyes, and began to feel rage building
I blasted off from where I was standing, and grabbed one of
the Haz-mat team. We did a quick U-turn and I flung him to the
ground. Then I imagined my emotions building in my arms, then
releasing into the air towards the fighting raiders. A loud
screamnig sound was seemingly coming from my arms. The
blast was blood red, and bolts of energy flew from the beam into
the ground. There was a new crater in the ground, traveling from
me and going through the canyon wallls on both sides. Then I
picked the Haz-mat guy up and said,"We need to talk."
Authors note: thank you for being patient, school has started
up and computer time has been difficult. Enjoy the next in the
series, THE TRADE. Sound lame? It won't be. The best part is
7. The Sit-Down
authors note: crap, well for safeties sake, I'm not gonna call
this one The Trade. I promise, that will be the best one. And it
WILL be next, just gonna save this so it's not deleted.
After the raiders failed attack, I placed the surviving Haz-mat
man under our best protection. The new base was hidden from
the canyon, even though it's western walls were made from it. It
was much like a giant sink-hole, with terraced levels, going
down for about a mile. We had sent out messengers to
surrounding roads to gather children who had been
contaminated and gathered them into our "city", which we had
taken to calling "Zion" after the city in the bible.
We flew all the way down to the bottom of the city where our
strong box was. There we walked through a small hallway that
seemed to end in rock. I released a small blast of energy and
disintegrated it to reveal a small room filled with my most
He began to speak, but I shushed him like a child.
"As you can see, you've just stumbled across the most
dangerous weapon that mankind has ever developed. That out
there may not have seemed like much, but it was what I
deemed necessary to repel the raiders. Now, I'm going to ask
you a few questions, nothing too difficult. Number one, why
didn't someone come to see if we needed help?"
"For the first week, all we could tell was that it definitely hit
Jackson. At the end of that week, we could clearly see that the
radiation was moving. At first, we thought it was radiated
pieces of Earth, bu that was quickly shot down. Then, when the
yellow spots started shooting radiations colored white at other
dot we didn't know what to think."
"Okay, but why didn't anyone come to check for survivos? I
know A few people survived Hirshima and Nagasaki."
"We knew some of you had survived, we just couldn't come and
rescue you, because that would contaminate areas outside the
"You should know that we have grown tomataos, corn,
watermelons, and many other vegetables and fruits we could
find. The only oddity has been extremely accelerated growth
rates. The ground around us has yet to turn blue, so I sure we'll
"Lemme check you out with a geiger....."
"Take your time."
"...... What in God's name? This zone is completely
"Great. Let's get my people some food, and we'll get headin
towards the White House."
"Whoa, we need to slow down a bit kid, we should check you
guys again at the border of the Q.Z."
"Whatever." To my friends,"Go tell everyone to eat what they
can. We're leaving tomorrow."
8. The Trade
The United Nations General Assembly was quiet while the
Deputy Secretary General introduced me, while I took a drink
from the water bottle they had furnished me. My body guards,
Stan and Kyle, looked nervously about. A staffer motioned for
me, and I walked onto the floor, and towards the podium.
I heard many gasps and shouts from the crowd. They would
not have expected a child such as I am to address the United
Nations, much less survive a nuclear bomb.
"Honored ambassadors from the United Nations. As the
Ambassador of the Jackson Conglomerate, I plead you to send
food and medical aid to our little nation. We need your support
mostly because we are all children. I am the oldest member of
our nation, and we are in desperate need of food and supplies. I
come to you with a deal. The nation who gives us support, we
will join that countries military force."
"Who would want a bunch of kids in their Armed forces? What
would you do, carry ammunition for the soldiers?
The crowd began to laugh, and I felt my blood tempature turn
freezing, icy cold.
"It would be in your best interest to pay me respect."
"ooh, he's getting mad now eh? HAHHA, gonna throw a
I said into my lapel "My foresight was correct. Iniate operation
My task force who were surrounding the building began to trap
people's emotion into their bodies, untill the energy was barely
Meanwhile I was doing the same, only floating into the air. Stan
and Kyle were standing next to me now.
"Your arrogance has condemned you all.
NOW IT'S THE KIDS TURN TO RULE!!!!"
And with that, the raw energy burst outward with the force of ten
twenty kiloton nuclear explosions. The building was flattened,
as was entire crater was almost a mile deep, and all of
my soldiers were right where they were, floating a mile above
the new ground level.
"Idiots. We need to demolish every army, navy and asirforce
that still exists. Phone Jackson, tell them they didn't take the
trade, and to suit up. I'll meet them all here in..... thirty
Kyle pulled out a cell phone, and dialed in the hotline number.
"Hello? They decided against the deal. Suit up, and get over to
London in thirty minutes. Their on their way, Rob, your orders?"
"Help me find a broadcasting station."
Ten minutes later, Liverpool.
"I interrupt this program for a special announcement. I have
just destroyed London city. Provide supplies to the
conglomerate of Jackson, or we will destroy another highly
populated city. Food and medicine will suffice. This is no joke.
If you do not comply, we will begin to attack the "
I sighed, and turned to Kyle and Stan.
"Boys, it has begun. The take over of the world by children for
children, it has started. Let's head back to the New Hive. We
have work to do."
With that we flew back to the new crater. Most of the old hive
was there. Some were flying in still, but we had enough to begin
working on the New Hive.
By using focused blasts of energy we dug out a terraced
sinkhole. I set some of my people onto digging out steps, while
the rest of us burnt out living holes. Large, square rooms that
could be easily modified. Now I ordered my people to move in,
and begin diggin out the rest of their homes. They were highly
inventive, and never dug into another hole.
About an hour later, they had dug out their new homes, and we
could begin on the roost. The roost was a huge metal structure
that covered the entire top of the crater that would serve as a
shield against attacks, and nature. It was also a place to place
sentries and soldiers during a siege. It would not be done for a
long time, but we had made a smaller roost above the factory in
After a few months, The Roost would be complete, and we could
begin moving other, normal children in. But untill then, I should
start on my Suite.
At the very bottom of the crater, I blasted out a elevator shaft
about twenty feet deep horinzontally, and then forty feet
vertically. My room was a large rectangle with smaller
rectangles branching out into the sides. In the back of the
rectangle, I made a raised plattform that would be my throne.
Behind that I made a uninclosed square where I would sleep
and live. When this entire room was done, It would eventually
look like a castle. I had planned it all out beforehand, and I
couldn't wait to be done with my fortress, because after the
fortress came the world.
9. The Last Army of Europe
09 The Last Army of Europe
"118th armored division move up, and keep your eyes to the
skies. Two-sixteenth and three-twnetieth heavy infantry give
them flanking support. Make sure none of those little bastards
get close to our tanks. Get that radar system up, overlap there
detection fields. Don't take any chances here."
I watched the English remnants make their way towards the
roost. Stupid normies. And I thought human's adapted quickly.
I turned toward my task force.
"These idiot Britons think standard military formations will
have some kind of efficiency. Show them their errors. Go around
and take out their command center."
They nodded, and blasted off towards their target. I waited
untill I saw a huge explosion rip across their flanks. Then I
charged the tank division. I was within two football fields from
the line before they noticed me, and shells missed me by
inches, except for the occasional shell that I had to actually
bat them away.
When I was one-hundred yards away I stopped and unleashed a
huge lance of energythat cut through tanks like a hot knife
through butter. My elites joined in my attack, and blasted away
at the infantry units. The tanks were almost gone, so I focused
on the soldiers closing in me. I cut many down using a disk of
razor sharp energy, and the few that got close enough to shoot
at me I charged and commenced hand to hand combat. I
crushed skulls, broke bones, and caused sever internal
bleeding. I killed until there were none left to kill. Then my
elites rose into the air and drifted back towards the roost.
As predicted, our population grew. We had many normie
children living among us. Our Roost had been grown and
shaped to include fields, standing houses, marketplaces, pools,
even lofts for those who could fly. thousands of feet deep, our
Roost was larger, and more beautiful than any normie city.
I flew down to my lair, and landed in the elevator shaft. I walked
into my coutyard, which was now decorated with arcs and fine
architexture, and proceded towards my throne. I walked past
the dais into what served as my bedroom and made my way
through the curtains. I leaned down to kiss the red-headed girl
sitting on the bed. She was dressed so that normies would have
called her cute.
"Where'd you get the new prefume? Have you been "visiting"
NYC today? You know I don't like it when you do that Morgan."
"You don't like anything outside the Roost. Besides, where else
am I going to get new perfume? From the market places here?
It's all hand made and nasty smelling."
"Expanding the Roost is for our own protection. Maybe later I
can transfer some scavengers to look for fresh goods. In the
meanwhile, why don't you and I take some down time? It's been
a long day for me."
"Do you promise to get fresh stuff?"
"I promise. Now let's go to that love lounge up north and find a
author's note: Sorry about the delay, Christmas has been
taxing, so here's your newest update of "The City of Chidren"
10. A New Breed
(I've recently seen an awesome move 'Village of the Damned'
and I think it's given me some inspiration)
"Alright guys, this is it. We gave up everything so we could do
this, so we have to make this count. Don't do anything obvious,
and we'll get out of here fine." The man said. Then the group of
five stood up, and took to the skies.
"Damn. That thing get's bigger everytime I see it." One of the
group said. "They never stop building."
"Or killing us." Two more said. "Shut up, and get ready." The
leader said as they drew nearer the entrance, a nuclear silo dug
out of the ground served as the main portal. The group noticed
four new guards a tthe gate.
"Who the hell are they? They weren't there yesterday!" One
said. "Stick to the plan, and we'll be fine. This is a warzone ya'
As they approached the entrance to the silo, the four new
guards stared straight at the group, spread out among the
crowd, and pointed at them. Then more guards flew out of the
silo, and headed straight for them. Two of the other new guards
?What part of the country did you guys come from?? The lead
guard said to the group.
?Liverpool. Can we stay here? There?s nowhere else?? The
leader said to the boss guard.
?Liverpool eh? Well, the last time I checked, there are NO
adults with our power. Anywhere.? He pointed at them, and all
the other guards attacked.
Two miles away, and one below the sea level, I watched all of
this with interest. And I felt a presence enter the room. I
looked up from my throne, and saw Kyle entering the room.
?Sir, the as you are no doubt aware, the newest development in
our genetic mutation works excellently. We have eliminated the
possibility of spies or saboteurs for good, and have acquired a
powerful new mode of communication.? He said in a monotone.
I stared at him, carefully looking over his every detail. His hair
was changing snow white, and his eyes grey.
?Good. Keep an eye out for new mutations. I may suggest you
begin with our physical appearances.? I pointed to my hair. He
looked at it, then took on a look of complete surprise. ?I?ll do
that.? I smiled as he left, and practiced focusing my mind on
certain people. Physical things were changing indeed.