Fossilized

Chapter 1

Williams funeral wasn't much, clair had gotten her boyfriend cremated very ironic saying he had gone up in flames, and had scattered the ashes into the lake out side his old home. she new will wouldn't have wanted his body crammed inside the plain marble vase like a Jeanie, she remembered him saying something like that

Some thing about how the Asian fortune tellers that lived in small gravy boats came to be, he said they were forgotten people, the ashes of love ones that became the dust unsuspecting people would rub off on their sleeve, "to polish the golden lamp and poof" he would laugh lightly, Clair loved his laugh, so contrast to hers "and then they would pop out and grant us three wishes for giving them the curtsy of remembering them, for" he would sigh while placing a daisy in her white hair, she had died it months ago and William had loved it more the the casual Burnet "the know the pain of being of gotten, and I never want to be trapped in a gravy boat" he laughed again and Clair smiled softly

Now
Clair only stared into the murky brown liquid, she couldn't cry any more, her crystal blue gaze was heavy and lost. the fresh memory of his death stabbed at her heart

Peaceful rebelling was normal for her and William, they had taken to it in an attempt to decrease rising prices of... Well every thing

Oil was as rare as a unicorn and at this point with out oil, their were no ships or plains to bring food from around the world, the economic bartering system had collapse and now people were scrambling and fighting for what little they had to supply them selves

Today was November 24. It had been exactly a mouth sense his death, and Clair found her self falling back into memories or that night 31 days ago

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Grim
Or formally known as Jennifer jekkins was an ex marine was told she was sent to "defend" her country when all she did was defend what little oil they had left leaving the army she ment clair and William and reconnected with high school friend lexandria, once shit hit the fan she later joined the rebels, the rebels, much different then the peace tellers were out to actually get the government to take action. The rebels at time could be ruthless, breaking store windows, violently stating their opinions or dangerously waving their weapons to the sky in rage at the chosen leader of the country

Of course grim was an ex marine, she had seen it all, the blood the lifeless bodies. But Clair had never questioned her best friend on life in the trenches, so on the that fate full day
October 24 Clair and William headed out to rebel in the town square, posters taped to their sides and Ruby face paint smeared on their showing skin, and a black hodie, pulled over their heads that marked a skull wearing a gas mask printed out on the back "give us liberty or give us death"

Grim had many tattoos, Clair hand four but that didn't compete with the odd number of 73

Her limbs were painted in black ink, tattoos crawled up her neck and along the front of her face, her back had a large picture of a viper tearing through her skin and winding up her spin was the largest.

They had been their for 2 hours before it got over crowded, people stood shoulder to shoulder and Clair had Williams hand in a death grip, they had stopped rebelling their opinions mere minutes ago and had concluded that this wasn't a rebellion
It was a riot

Things got worst from then on, police used shields to Corel the upset civilians apart, Clair fell when an large males elbow caught her on the left cheek, her face flamed and pain rocked through out her body
William was no where to be seen
The people moved like ants not watching were they went and only stampeding over top of Clair, she covered here head and curled her body and the impending foot steps continued to walk over her like gum on a side walk