Ethan Mars dumped the cans of beef stew into a pot. He put all four cans into it. The pot was put over the small fire, struggling against the dark. He bent over at the waist and stirred the contents with the only large spoon he had.
Sneakers walked over shattered concrete. Chun-Li sat down on a more stable piece of rubble. Without the aid of a mirror she put the escapee strands back into her buns. She nervously smiled at Ethan when their eyes met.
“What’s for dinner?” she asked.
“Beef stew. Shaun and Pikachu found some cans of it.”
“We will be eating like people tonight.”
“Have you seen Cloud?”
“He was checking a subway.”
Speak of the devil and who should appear, but Cloud Strife. He nodded to the two of them. The impressively large sword was strapped to his back.
“Dad, dad!” Shaun cried out as he ran back to the small camp.
“Pika,” Pikachu yelled in agreement. He was running just in front of and to the side of the boy.
“Shaun!?” Ethan was worried for a moment. But seeing that his son was not being chased by a monster or zombie quelled Ethan’s rising panic.
Chun-Li stood up. Cloud reached one hand back and grasped the hilt of his sword. Their veteran eyes scanned the rubble all around them.
“Dad, I found a girl! She needs help.”
“Pika…..chu!”
“Show us,” Cloud ordered.
Boy and rodent led the three adults into an abandoned building. They moved down a long hallway. Shaun stopped at the third door on the left and pointed in.
“She is in there.”
Unconscious and bleeding on the floor was a blonde girl wearing a plaid shirt, overalls and a backpack. There was a dog at her side, whimpering and licking her face. Cloud crossed the distance to her and held out his hand. The material in his bangle began to glow. He was the only one of them from a game that had healing magic. Her severed flesh knit together until only the blood staining her face remained. She slowly opened her eyes.
“Who the Harvest Goddess are you folks?”
“Cloud Strife.”
Chun-Li moved to her side. “He is just being moody. I’m Chun-Li from the Street Fighter series. Those two are Ethan and Shaun Mars from Heavy Rain, good ending. The little yellow one is Pikachu from Pokemon.”
“I’m Claire, one of the farmers from Harvest Moon. I can’t believe I survived the destruction of Mineral Town just to hit my head on a bit of rubble.” As she spoke she made large gestures with her entire body that illustrated what she was saying just as much as her speech. It was a common trait from silent protagonists.
Ethan smiled at the farm girl. “Well, we don’t have much, but you are welcome to join us. It is safer to travel together.”
“Do you have a weapon?” Shaun asked excitedly. “Cloud uses a big sword and Miss Chun-Li is like a weapon.”
Claire stood up. She brandished an axe as she said, “I ain’t exactly the God of War, but I am pretty handy with an axe, hammer and sickle.”
Together the two headed back to camp. The stew had not been left alone for too long and was still very edible. It was better than some of the other things they had eaten since the world had been devastated.
Cloud twitched as they walked. He HATED traveling in groups bigger than three.
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Sneakers walked over shattered concrete. Chun-Li sat down on a more stable piece of rubble. Without the aid of a mirror she put the escapee strands back into her buns. She nervously smiled at Ethan when their eyes met.
“What’s for dinner?” she asked.
“Beef stew. Shaun and Pikachu found some cans of it.”
“We will be eating like people tonight.”
“Have you seen Cloud?”
“He was checking a subway.”
Speak of the devil and who should appear, but Cloud Strife. He nodded to the two of them. The impressively large sword was strapped to his back.
“Dad, dad!” Shaun cried out as he ran back to the small camp.
“Pika,” Pikachu yelled in agreement. He was running just in front of and to the side of the boy.
“Shaun!?” Ethan was worried for a moment. But seeing that his son was not being chased by a monster or zombie quelled Ethan’s rising panic.
Chun-Li stood up. Cloud reached one hand back and grasped the hilt of his sword. Their veteran eyes scanned the rubble all around them.
“Dad, I found a girl! She needs help.”
“Pika…..chu!”
“Show us,” Cloud ordered.
Boy and rodent led the three adults into an abandoned building. They moved down a long hallway. Shaun stopped at the third door on the left and pointed in.
“She is in there.”
Unconscious and bleeding on the floor was a blonde girl wearing a plaid shirt, overalls and a backpack. There was a dog at her side, whimpering and licking her face. Cloud crossed the distance to her and held out his hand. The material in his bangle began to glow. He was the only one of them from a game that had healing magic. Her severed flesh knit together until only the blood staining her face remained. She slowly opened her eyes.
“Who the Harvest Goddess are you folks?”
“Cloud Strife.”
Chun-Li moved to her side. “He is just being moody. I’m Chun-Li from the Street Fighter series. Those two are Ethan and Shaun Mars from Heavy Rain, good ending. The little yellow one is Pikachu from Pokemon.”
“I’m Claire, one of the farmers from Harvest Moon. I can’t believe I survived the destruction of Mineral Town just to hit my head on a bit of rubble.” As she spoke she made large gestures with her entire body that illustrated what she was saying just as much as her speech. It was a common trait from silent protagonists.
Ethan smiled at the farm girl. “Well, we don’t have much, but you are welcome to join us. It is safer to travel together.”
“Do you have a weapon?” Shaun asked excitedly. “Cloud uses a big sword and Miss Chun-Li is like a weapon.”
Claire stood up. She brandished an axe as she said, “I ain’t exactly the God of War, but I am pretty handy with an axe, hammer and sickle.”
Together the two headed back to camp. The stew had not been left alone for too long and was still very edible. It was better than some of the other things they had eaten since the world had been devastated.
Cloud twitched as they walked. He HATED traveling in groups bigger than three.