Humans?
Charles was walking down the dark streets of Sernia. His black robe covering most of his body, making him blend with the shadows of the alley. He needed to find food. Sernia was the only place to find it. Well, at least some that wasn’t rotting. The place was covered with robots, most of them for security. The upper class didn’t want anyone else in their city. They covered it with a force-field, with only one entrance, which you needed to be a pure-blood human to enter. However, Charles had found a weak point in it, and used it to go at night and steal food. He had been doing it for a couple of weeks. The upper class had so many they barely noticed the stolen food, even if he had taken enough to feed a family. Mostly everyone was asleep, the only “people” up were Borgs. They were humans implanted with robotic augmentations. They didn’t need to sleep, eat, breath. They couldn’t get disease, and it was insanely hard to kill one of them. Borgs were mostly used to guard the city. They were ruthless if they found an “unpure” as they called them. Those were humans who had mutated over the years, which Pure-bloods hated. They were tossed out of the main city, and were put into the dump. There, they created their own society, Alkiria. They lived of the scraps of the people of Sernia.
Charles kept looking for a place for food, and eventually found a home with dinner still there, mountains of it. He climbed through a window, and started getting more and more in his bag.
“There, that should be enough” – He whispered to himself. Even though he had taken enough food to fill his large bag, it barely seemed as if he had taken any.
He started getting out of the building, making sure none of the food spilled out, or to get any attention on himself. He seemed to be safe, there were no Borgs around.
“Must be my lucky day” – He said under his breath. As soon as he said that, he started running off. He could still put an excuse if he got caught. Borgs weren’t too bright, and his mutations didn’t reach to his face, which was the only thing unconcealed. Even so, he had decided he would be better off not getting caught by any Borgs.
He had reached it, the weak point. The entire force field was impenetrable everywhere except just this one point, where one could pass through without setting off any alarms or getting blocked. No-one else knew about it except for him, as he had hit it with some rocks, making it look just like any other part a structure. As he was passing through it, the smell of the food he was carrying was instantly drowned out by the stench of waste and bacteria. Alkiria was right next to the advanced city of Sernia, it wasn’t much. Most of it relied on outdated technology, some of it rusting and decaying. There was radioactive waste filling the area, which was the reason of the mutated humans, which had decided to call themselves Futurekind, as they decided it would be what all humans would eventually evolve into. The Futurekind were people mutated, allowing them to perform abilities the Pures could only dream of doing. They had become immune to any poison the radiation might give them, and instead used it as a way to make themselves better. The mutation left a skin pattern, which looked almost reptilian, but was blue instead of green.
Charles eventually found his home, an old house made out of broken bricks and bad wood. It wasn’t pretty, but it held.
He went inside with the food, and sat it down on the table.
“Hey everyone, I got some food for us to eat!” – He called out. As soon as he did, everyone came to the table. The “family” consisted of 6 people, including him. There the twins, two girls, one named Marisa, the other Sherry. These two were the only ones actually related out of all of us. They were around 8 years old, both of them mutated mostly in the arms, allowing them to extend them to a large state, stretching the muscles and bones inside. The next one was a 11 year old boy, Devin. He was pretty small, appearing around the same size of the twins even though being a couple of years older than them. His mutations were the smallest, only in his legs and lungs. They allowed him to run at superhuman speed and for an incredible amount of time without getting tired. There was also Alex, a 15 year old girl. She was insanely tall, towering over everyone around her. The mutation had caused her to grow to this size, and gave her superhuman strength and durability. Even with this, she was a of kind nature, preferring to not fight if given the chance. There was Jordan. Well we don’t know his exact name, and he doesn’t remember it either. He was the second oldest, coming around 19 years old. He was blind, the mutation mostly grew on his face and neck. He couldn’t see, but the mutation had reached his brain, allowing him to “sense” the things around him to see. This not only made him an excellent hunter, as it allowed him to sense things hidden things, but it allowed him to warn us if anyone else was coming.
Lastly, there was Charles. He was around 23 years old, at least that was what he remembered. His mutations were the worst, almost reaching full mutation, in which a human becomes completely mutated and is no longer classified as a person anymore. Most of his mutations were under the neck, his face seemed completely human. His mutations allowed him to “power up” parts of his body, allowing him to grow stronger, faster, more durable, or anything he could imagine. The downside being that it took a big toll on him, injuring his body, so he barely used his mutation abilities.
They weren’t an actual family, save for the twins. Once a Pure becomes infected, he is forced to leave Sernia, to like in Alkiria. They can never come back, leaving behind their actual family and friends. It was a brutal thing to do, but the Pures found it required. They didn’t want anything to interfere with their obsession with staying as human as possible.
The people who were kicked out went to a “family”, which were Future kind. They cared for themselves as an actual family. There were usually two adults in every family, though there were some with more or less.
The twins were the first ones to start eating. They grabbed whatever they could and started gobbling it up. The rest of the family eventually started eating, which Charles being the only one who wasn’t.
“What’s wrong Charles? Aren’t you going to eat as well?” – Alex asked, her face full of bread.
“No, you guys eat. I’ll eat later on. It’s more important that you get your strengths up. Tomorrow there’s going to be another dump from Sernia. We need to get there early.” – Charles said, sitting down on a nearby table, taking his robe off.