Marco let out a sigh as he continued walking down the cracked and ruined paved road. The sky was a faded grey with the suns light faintly shining through. Marco did not know where he was going nor did he care at the moment, his only focus was a very large rusted pillar of metal. In one of the books Marco had read as a kid it described buildings like that were called Skyscrapers because of there height, It even showed a picture of a beautiful building reflecting the suns light from windows that shone like mirrors. But this building now was nothing but rusted metal with no windows and half of it blown off from what Marco suspects was a bomb that was dropped here 100 years ago. Marco wore Black combat boots, a spiked leather jacket with light but tough chainmail lining the inside, a kevlar vest, black camo pants, yellow sunglasses, and a battered slightly ripped scarf wrapped around his neck that his father wore while hunting. Marco's hair was snow white and he had blue eyes. Marco stopped walking before slowly moving his left hand down towards his belt to grab one of the 8 throwing knives he kept. He could sense someone was behind him, watching him, He could hear there breathing which sounding different than normal human breaths. Marco slowly turned around with a firm grip on the knife but what he saw wasn't a mutant, Instead it was another human. "Don't you fucking Move!" shouted the person with a female voice and Marco stared stupidly with shock. She wore black camo pants, Black boots, Black gloves, A black jacket, A Black Kevlar vest, A black backpack and covering her face was a obsidian black gasmask with 2 filters attached to it. On her belt she wore a pistol and underneath her backpack was a large sniper rifle.
Marco kept staring for a second before looking down at her assault rifle that she was pointing at him. "Where is your gasmask?" she asked looking him up and down and Marco shook his head. "I do not need one" he replied and this seemed to anger her. "Bull shit!" she shouted at Marco who shook his head. "Im immune" he replied and she stared at him for a few seconds. "Drop your blades!" she shouted to him and he sighed before beginning to take all his daggers and his two swords out of there sheaths and he dropped them onto the ground. The girl slowly moved towards him till she was only two feet from him before she hit him with the butt of her assault rifle in a flash causing Marco to fall backwards and crashing down onto the ground. "Agh!, Bitch!" shouted Marco before he was looking down the barrel of her assault rifle again. "Alright you son of a bitch, Where are your Anti's?!" shouted the girl before Marco pulled the hidden knife out of his dagger, Hit her assault rifle to his right before jumping up and putting the knife to the side of her neck. "Calm the FUCK down....Alright?" asked Marco and the Girl nodded before Marco put his knife back in his boot. "Where, Is your gasmask" she demanded again but Marco shook his head. "My parents wore them, My mother worn them, I have never worn one in my life, I am IMMUNE" said Marco clearly and the girl was speechless.
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