The Battlefield.

[Alaru the Saiyan]

How can I contribute?...OH!

Morning light now falls upon the battlefield; A new day for this empty world. Ruble and crumbled debris now mark the barren territory like beautifully crafted statues from a master. The sky is always grey and painted with disgusting clouds filled with every dis-testable thing, like sponge in a muddy puddle. A city can be seen in the distance through all of this- although, it shares the same scars as the rest of the world around it. Yet, as hard it may seem, life can seen from all this.Yet, it almost seems ironic. They thrive in buildings shattered and craved from battle. Asphalt streets that once allowed millions of motorized to cross along them now are riddled with craters from bombshells and filth. You could see a few over-turned cars here and there. At the heart of this city was once a glorious park filled with trees, flowers, a lake and people. Now, its splendor and warmth has now been since then taken away. The once magnificent city of the supposed new world has become a everyday test for survival for its survivors. With no real source of food or water, people must look to whatever means they possibly can to continue living.

But now a new figure can be seen coming from the north...a young girl clad in black. She is pale, small in her figure, with silky black hair and brilliantly shining blue eyes, she marches through the battlefields into the city...