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My Shorts, and Flash Fictions - 3. Radiated Love
Simon opened the front door and found a radioactive Dust storm headed his way. Simon stared, shocked, but then Simon remembered he had a Gamma-Ray shield and…. He prepared himself to venture out into the wind. It has been over five years since the gamma-ray burst struck the Earth at an odd angle; killing all life on a quarter of the planet when it did so. Now the survivors of the extinction level event were doing their best to do just that, to survive.
Simon was leaving the safety of the fallout shelter, not because he wanted to, but because he had to. The food supplies were dwindling down to low reserves, and radiation treatment kits were running low. Having drawn the short straw, and now had to venture out to the nearest Survivor Aid Station, in hopes of getting more supplies.
Using the gamma-ray shield, Simon faced the incoming dust storm. He pulled his partner closed to him, behind the protection, and ran for the radiation shielded transport vehicle. They were almost there when the dust storm hit them. “Don’t breathe it in!”
Holding their breaths, the two enter the airlock and hit the decontamination process. Letting the chemical neutralizers wash the gamma-ray radiated dust from their bodies and the gamma-ray shield. “Are you good Fred?” Simon asks of his partner.
“Yeah, I am. Just wish I knew why we got chosen, again,” Fred stated matter-of-factly. “I think the lottery is rigged.”
“Yeah, I agree, but we are the Shelter’s only gay couple,” Simons leans in to steal a kiss. “Our DNA is on ice, but we are not breeding, so expendable.”
“That statement is so wrong, on so many levels,” Fred retorted. “You driving, or are you handling the guns this time.”
“I’ll drive there and back. You’re the better shot Hun, and frankly, you can let out some of that anger on highjackers.”
Fred only grunts a response as the couple takes their positions in the vehicle. Soon the five-ton assault and cargo transport roars to life and heads down the road.
End Scene
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