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Been awhile since I have uploaded anything... hope I have improved since then. Man, my old stories were like bad animes. I've decided to write up a new series and discontinue my older ones, unless you guys really want them back. I do have a second part of Scarred sitting around which I think I should have used to start the whole story off with in the first place but whatever. It's still kind of crappy.

I wrote this in one sitting, so feel free to notify me of any errors and I'll fix 'em. It does seem a bit shaky but I can always go back to edit it. I haven't been writing a whole lot, but it feels good to be doing it again. It's kind of like stretching your legs after a long car ride. On a last note, I'm debating giving the character a name or just letting you guys fill his shoes. I wanted to do that with a first person story, so I have. It's just an experiment for this bit; so let me know if you want me to change it at all. Also, if you have any requests for his name, tell me. I'll take it into consideration unless it's something like 'Cock Juggling Thunder Cunt.'

Later update: Part two here:http://www.sofurry.com/view/385707

I was still recovering.

Things had not gone quite as I had hoped. We had hoped.

There was still so much bitterness, pent-up anger, and animosity.

I'd been left on my ass on the floor with my knees pulled up to my chest and my hands grabbing fistfuls of my hair as tears poured out of me. I was left looking pretty fucking pathetic.

We'd been together two years. Things were getting serious and I was seriously contemplating popping the question. Now, I'm glad I didn't, it only would have complicated things. I came home by train from a late after a long day at work and entered the small red house we were renting out in the country. I undid a couple buttons on my shirt as I kicked off one of my shoes, I was beat and wanted to just go to sleep. Then, she came down the stairs. I was confused, why did she look like she was ready to go somewhere? She seemed as though she had just attended a very serious meeting, a medium length black skirt, high heels, a women's grey overcoat with a black undershirt, and she had her hair pulled back into a bun. She was wearing her glasses, perked on her small nose, her blue eyes staring at me indifferently. Had she just gotten home?

"Sorry for being so late," I apologized.

No answer, just a blank stare.

"Okay," I said, rather unsettled. I took my watch off and set it on a small table we had by the door. "Well, did you have fun wherever you went today?"

"I didn't go anywhere."

I stopped what I was doing and looked back up at here. "Oh. Then why do you look so nice? If you were planning on us going out tonight I'm sorry to ruin your surprise. I'm already dead tired and by the time we got anywhere the sun would already be coming up." Again, she didn't reply. Then I noticed the suitcase in her hand. "Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving. I won't be seeing you, and you won't be seeing me."

If this was a joke, it wasn't funny. A wave of rage mixed with a good amount of confusion spiked in me. "What the hell?" I just about yelled.

"I'm leaving."

"What? Why?" I stepped up onto the first step, to block her. "What's going on?" She broke eye contact and stepped down another step. I stood down back to the main floor again. She walked right past me and reached out to open the door. "At least fucking talk to me! What is going on? Just stay here and let's talk!" She opened the door. "Wait! Don't-"

She went out and closed the door behind her. I ripped it open; it banged off the wall, leaving a doorknob-sized hole in the wall. "Katherine!" I screamed. Oh, I screamed her name, I begged for her to stop, and when I went to physically stop her she was already entering a dark blue sedan. I had no idea whose car it was or where she was going. Panic gripped me, as did disbelief. The car went backwards out of our driveway, onto the main road and then sped off. The tears were already forming by the time I got back inside the house.

I started ripping through everything, looking for any hint as to where Kathy had gone. There was no way I had been abandoned!

Then it hit me. It really hit me.

Somewhere in the last day, our love suddenly meant nothing. She got ready to leave and waited for me to get home to do it. To let me squirm as walked right on out that door as if it were any other day. I suddenly was special to that certain someone. I spent the next few days barely eating or drinking. I just sat around and basically cried and screamed and broke things. I just wanted the pain to go away.

Although that part of my life sucked, it was nothing compared to what my parent's generation and their parents faced. War and a few new plagues killed off about half of humanity before we could bat an eye. It all happened in about sixty-or-so years. Iran and Israel got sick of each other's shit and ended up blowing themselves to hell. Russia moved on Georgia and the crumbling EU stepped in backed by the good ol' US of A. A couple years of that and both sides gave up. Georgia had been leveled and wasn't worth fighting over anymore. At least all of them agreed to help with the rebuilding process.

Africa degenerated to the point of no return and some new diseases spread like wildfire and just about depopulated the continent. India and China suffered the same fate; except China was smart and cruel enough to lock their borders to keep their people in so they didn't spread their form of whatever plague was going around. Then the EU basically collapsed and with it, the world's economy. Most places fell to internal fighting and chaos went into overdrive. By the time humanity was about to kick the bucket, the Scandinavian countries, Australia, Canada, Germany, most of South Africa and the northern half of the USA put their heads together and finally got everyone's shit together and formed the Survivor's Elective. The SE was a fairly large council headed by elected officials by the remnants of each nation. They didn't have to be the country's leader, but some chose them to be both. By now, the plagues had been stopped by lack of population density, and cities left standing either never had it, or were too cold for it. The economy somehow was put back together. Money was just kind of existed for the hell of it since there was such a large surplus of goods since half the world had died in less than a century.

The last thirty years had been quite productive, actually. Coal power was useless since nuke plants could power just about everything. Gasoline was still super important but now there was more for everyone, so it was going to last just a bit longer. We all drove hybrids now, with electricity being virtually free. Some still lived in the countryside but most people moved into the cities. Like me, I had moved in with Kathy to that small red house a year into our relationship but it was only twenty miles outside of the city.

With such a loss of people, retraining had to be done, a ton of it. Just about everyone these days had a title of some sort. I was on my way to getting one, a PhD in aerospace engineering. Oh, yeah. There had been another boom in support for space exploration. We were finally realizing how finite our resources were and began looking to the stars. A permanent colony was setup under the surface of the Moon. Thirty-two people currently were stationed there. Also, construction of a space elevator had begun. Well, we were at least getting the bottom built in case we would pursue it once we demolished and repurposed the metal leftover from abandoned cars to empty cities.

We dropped of all that last year, 2129. Stopped building the space elevator, put the moon base on low power, and grabbed our telescopes. A steady foreign radio signal was being broadcasted to Earth. We weren't alone! Sol, a tiny system with no close neighbors had finally created enough hubbub to attract a species from another mother fucking planet! Most of us were ecstatic about it, there were still a few who were really nervous. For the most part, we didn't care what they planned to do with us; we just wanted something new to happen. Rebuilding society and burning piles of dead bodies got old real fast.

From what we couple tell they had a small group of ships just beyond Pluto. We sent signals to them, in hopes of hailing them successfully. However, when they replied we just got white noise. I would be helping the teams who were doing that, but my month-and-a-half long depressive seclusion had cut me off from the world. My overseer of a professor knew I was still alive but that was about it. My due date for my PhD thesis had passed a couple weeks ago.

Sorry for the confusion in this, I'm not all that great of a storyteller. Contact was made last fall. In the spring, Kathy left me, and then I went into that dark month.

We were like excited children the day before Christmas each night. That feeling only grew as news spread as it passed each planet. Once it got to Jupiter it felt like everyone was going to go crazy with anticipation.

On November 26th, 2130, they landed and we were there to greet them.

I know it's a cliffhanger but I'll post another bit this weekend or early next week. Feels good to be back! Now, I just have to get back to my photography go active on my FA account finally.