It was high noon and the sun was setting over Arro's fortress of metal.<br/>It had been several years...he forgot how many, since he had seen another human.<br/>His personality had walled up, leaving a shell of a human to tend to the giant misshapen remains of what used to be a thriving metropolis of a city.<br/>He stood way up high atop a skyscraper that used to be the shining become of what was once here.<br/>Now it just welcomed any ghosts of the pass who wish to dwell on what once was.<br/><br/>The young boy wasn't sure how he had survived or why it was only him, he gave up trying to ask these questions and also trying to find answers to any others that happen in to his mind.<br/>It was all useless...it was hard enough to survive when you had no one and most of the animals had died along with all the other men.<br/><br/>Arro sighed, his dark red hair waiving lightly in the brisk wind. His stomach growled loudly, deciding it was time to try and find something to hunt.<br/>Hopefully there would be something...anything, because he had not eaten a week and his energy was very low.<br/>He hopped down on to a long steel pipe and slid several stories, riding the small circular object like one would have a skateboard.<br/>He landed five stories below and jumped down several more using boulders and broken pieces of cement to break each fall.<br/>Eventually he found himself on somewhat steady ground.<br/>Here we go.