indefinite // Martinez Twins

prologue

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Third Person POV
The year 2000. The year that started it all. Political arguments that had dramatically escalated now changed the world. They called it World War III. It lasted just about five years. It only ended because everything was destroyed. It wiped out most of the earth's entire population. The high-up business men who thought of this brilliant idea? They weren't so powerful anymore.

The people who did survive became homeless, poor, starving. There was no help. Everyone had to learn to fend for themselves and loved ones. This is how "groups" started. Mainly made up of family and close friends. At the beginning, members would take in strays who didn't belong to a group and needed urgent help. That eventually stopped when either all the lost people found a group or straight up died and was left to rot away.

As the years passed nothing ever changed. There was never a new president or king to fix the world and get civilization back to how it was. The "group" idea stayed intact and no one wanted to change it, they had gotten used to it now.

The groups were similar to animal packs. They stuck together and fought anyone who tried to take what was theirs. There was no police officers to stop them breaking the law, it didn't exist anymore. There was no hospitals to get sent to if they got hurt in a fight or caught a disease. You stayed in your group territory or else you would end up dead.

Although as a human food and other necessities are valuable things. In this empty world you can't just walk to your nearest store and buy some burgers to cook up for dinner. You have to steal from other groups. This was one of the jobs in the groups. The Stealers, the Lookouts and the Defenders were the most hardest and most important jobs you could have.

The Stealers were the only ones allowed to leave the base. You had to be incredibly fit, brave and strong to be one. Stealth was also a key ingredient in being a Stealer. Their job is, well it's in the name, to steal. They went to other groups and got what was needed for their own base.

The Lookouts hid with weapons behind sturdy man-made walls built around the whole base. They protected their group from other Stealers trying to steal from them.

The Defenders were the last important job. Stealers get more and more stealthier everytime they go out. Even though Lookouts are amazing at their job, people can still sneak by. That's why Defenders were created. They would sit back-to-back against the Lookouts. If they saw any movement inside the base, they checked it out and took care of the problem.

Basically Lookouts and Defenders did the same thing. Lookouts took care of outside the walls, and Defenders worked inside. A lot of the weight would be put on Defenders backs though. If anyone was seen outside the walls, they were shot and killed and that was that. But if they were roaming around inside, Defenders would have to catch them and then run around the whole base searching for anymore threats.

There was other jobs for the rest of the group, less dangerous ones of course. Like cleaning, training, cooking, washing, the basic stuff. If someone got bored doing their job they could switch with someone else. These jobs were pretty uneventful but they had to be done.

In every group there is a Leader. Basically he makes most of the decisions. If someone in the group breaks the rules, he chooses whether they die or not. Thankfully, this was not an often occurrence for members. But instead for the less fortunate Stealers who get caught in other bases, they are the ones who either get killed or held captive. Leaders do this to blackmail other Leaders into giving them much needed items. It was evil and cruel, but that's how life worked.

Let's skip ahead to the present day. 2017. That's the current year. 17 years of the same living style. There wasn't many young kids in groups. There was some lucky few who survived birth and that was it. Another reason was no one had time for reproducing and then taking care of a little human. It was too much hassle.

The youngest bunch of kids you'd find would be teenagers. The ones who arrived into the world before it was turned completely upside down. Hailey Jones was just one when this all happened. The life she lived now was pretty normal to her and she couldn't imagine it any other way. Her mother, Leslie, would always tell her stories and teach her about "the old ways", as Hailey liked to put it. These stories sounded so unreal, but incredible to her imaginative mind.

Hailey was a beautiful brunette. She was short, but very fierce. Everyone in the group had respect for her. She did whatever job she had the best she could, even if she hated it. Her favorite thing to do was explore but as a seventeen year old who was trapped, there wasn't much to explore anymore.

Hailey had three older siblings. Jax, Dylan and TJ, all boys. TJ was three years older than his sister but they were so close, as he was the second youngest Jones. Growing up, he loved teaching her stuff. Their mother was a Trainer. She trained the younger children how to fight. She also teached them the stuff that she could remember from her school. That's probably where TJ got his love for teaching young Hailey all his abilities. He loved helping his mother too, which earned him his Trainer job.

Dylan was the middle brother. As a kid he loved running around, super energetic. If his younger siblings were ever being picked on by the other kids in the group, he would always protect them. This is how he eventually became a Defender later on in life. He was always training and doing exercises, building muscle everyday. He was very good at catching unwanted Stealers.

Last but not least is Jax, the oldest of the Jones Clan. He was very serious and intimidating. In his head he knew how one small thing could become huge really quick. He experienced what life was like before all this, he remembered it vividly. He was eleven when it started. Dylan was five, this shows that the other three were all pretty young and innocent when it hit so they couldn't remember much. Jax was just like his father.

Their father, Malcom, was the Leader of their group, which was named The Vipers. He was always serious. He did not mess around. He never showed compasion. He did show when he was proud though, but that was mainly for Jax or Dylan. Sometimes TJ too but not that often. He would maybe visit TJ teaching some younger children and praise him for the amazing future generation of the group.

Hailey was never praised by her father. She blamed it on only one year of normal bonding, the other guys got at 3 years, 5 years, even 11 years to connect with their old loving dad. Instead Malcom treated Hailey equal to everyone else in the group and she hated it. She wanted to be able to leave and see other stuff, do other things. Her dream was to be a Stealer. Sneaking around was such a thrill for her. But he father would never allow it.

No one was ever allowed near the walls, but Hailey always found a way to look over, look at the beautiful view of trees and forestry. Her favorite thing to do was sneak out after curfew, climb to the top of a wall and breath in the amazing oxygen-rich air coming from the trees.

This was an extremely dangerous thing to do. Throughout the years of her doing this forbidden act, she never saw anything wrong with it. But that day came, and it all became very real, very fast.

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EEEEEEK NEW BOOK!! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF IT. This will probably be similar to a bunch of TV shows, movies or even other fanfics I've read in the past. Something that really inspired me is a Harry Styles one called "Anarchy". I haven't read it since 2014 (and I never finished it whoops) but I'm 60% sure that this will be really similar to it. I'm going to think of my own ideas, I'm NOT copying it fully. Nor am I using the exact same plot because I can't remember it much. But I do remember some and these little things I remember will help me write this book.

Another thing that inspired me is The Maze Runner. I was obsessed with it at the start of the year and welp yea, some ideas might be from that too.

Blah blah if you read all that, thanks, I just wanted to make it clear that my book COULD potentially be similar to others, I don't want to lie and say I haven't read/seen them. But in no way am I trying to steal or copy anyone elses work. 💓