Creative Writing: The Cold War

As we were driving back to the city, it was different. There was no traffic, just abandoned cars either on fire or blown to pieces. Multiple houses were burned to the ground. Broken windows with bloodstains inside the stores. Instead of going downtown, we decide to check on our homes. Andrew has fallen asleep, which is good because I don't want him to see all this. Ryo is just staring out the window showing no emotion, as always. Lily is crying, but she is trying to hide it. Others are just shocked. We make a turn, entering Ryo’s neighborhood. The first few houses are either blown up or on fire. We can see cars with luggage around it, as if those families were leaving.We pull up at Ryo’s house and it was still good as new. It looked so different from other houses. It looked untouched. We all walk out of

Andrew crawls out with Lily. Anthony is unconscious. Ryo is nowhere to be found and Amanda is trying to grab the bags and toss them out. The humvee that crashed into us barely looks damaged. I crawl out, helping Amanda take out the supplies and I can hear the blockade moving up the street. The soldiers come out from the car that crashed us and speak in a foreign language that we don’t know. We all put our hands up as the soldiers move closer. Suddenly a sword impales a soldier, causing him to shoot his rifle at another. The attacker, Ryo, slices the third one’s arm then stabs him through his chest. He charges at the fourth one with the body still on the sword, using it as a shield. He pushes the body off and knocks the other soldier down. He picks up a gun and shoots him in the chest multiple times. He gives the now conscious Anthony the keys taken from the soldier and tells them to go to the car. Jace and I search the soldiers for everything they have while Ryo shoots at the reinforcements. I take their armor, a radio, a gun with ammo, and a map. Jace just skims through the others, leaving important stuff. I quickly pick up the