POV Ciaren
Poppy was outside our house playing with the kid from next door when I heard her screaming. My whole insides turned with fear. I ran to the door just in time to catch her. She said that there was a group of men walking over the hill and into our town. I quickly locked the door and we both ran upstairs and I opened the latch to the attic. Poppy was upset but she knew to be quiet. Then I heard our front door being kicked in and footsteps coming up the stairs. I put poppy into a large storage box that I kept the Christmas lights in and I stood at the hatch ready to attack. I couldn’t let anything happen to my baby sister Poppy . After a while I could hear a lot of noise and then they left. I looked out of the small window of the attic and there was a large group of men hanging around out side. The men looked intimidating and they were carrying large knives with them. Then out of no where around 15 woman on horses arrived and a large white van followed them. The men stoped in their tracks as the woman surrounded them. The white van pulled up and one of the woman opened the back door and then a woman jumped out. She was dressed all in black with a black cap and dark sunglasses. I could see the woman forcing the men down on their knees. The woman in black had a long dark ponytail and her skin tight outfit showed off her perfect figure. Since the bomb went off every time I would masterbate or if I was turned on I would howl like a wolf and now I was looking at this amazing woman I had an overwhelming urge to howl. So I put my hand over my mouth because I didn’t want to draw attention to us. She walked around the men and one of them stood up in front of her. Without hesitation she stabbed him and he slumped to the ground. Then all the woman including the woman in black slaughtered the men. It was like a blood bath, when all the men were dead the woman in black climbed into the back of the van. Margaret our town leader ran from her house and shouted after her “thank you. God save the queen” she had saved our little town but I didn’t want to sit around waiting for another attack from some random gang of men. Our house was a mess, the men had trashed it and our front door was hanging off its hinges. I didn’t know what to do. But I had to keep my sister safe at all costs. The only place I could think of was the fancy mansion that I had woke up in after the bomb went off. I had heard from Margaret that they had their own little community and that it was all men. She said she met Andy at a leaders meeting and that he is a good man and I knew that me and Poppy would be safe there.