Jason walked along the edge of the town wall, and sighed. He looked through a hole made where a brick had been removed, and saw the same thing he saw every other time he looked through the hole. A wasteland, a putrid peat bog, bubbling from the underground heat of the caldera the town was in.<br/>The bog was once a beautiful forest, but that was before the Cataclysm of the 31st century. Ravaged by nuclear war, the world and its inhabitants were now but a shell of their former glory. The intense radioactivity had mutated much of the environment into a twisted uninhabitable horror, and the animals even more so, forcing humans to build crowded walled cities such as this one.<br/>The radioactivity had also affected humans, but in different ways. Some remained unaffected and unharmed by it, but some had inherited the abilities of other wildlife. Jason was one such person - a boy with the powers of a jacana. Such people and abilities are frowned upon, however, so Jason had to keep it a secret...<br/>Until now. Another gift that some of the mutants possessed was the ability to sense other mutants, and Jason felt the presence of another of his kind nearby. He stood, placed the brick back in its hole, pulled up his hood, and headed into town to find his brethren.<br/><br/>Sent from my Z796C using Tapatalk