Blood trickled down the wall, the woman's eyes gone. Crimson oozing out of the empty sockets and into her open mouth. She was covered in blood, her dress stained with the awful color. The room smelt of the metallic substance and a rotting corpse. A bullet nestled between her breasts, another cemented into her ethmoid bone. The wounds gushed out blood which contributed to the terrible scene.

The boy just stared, bile pooling in his throat and mouth. He ran out of the house, pushing through the old french doors, falling down the steps that lead to the porch. He groaned as he landed on the grass covered ground, the feeling to vomit finally gone.

"Oh my God..." He muttered, sitting up and running his fingers through his ginger hair. He panted trying to catch his breath, but only made his it quicken.

The boy moved his hand from his messy hair to his tear-filled eyes. Water pooled his bronze orbs with sadness as he sobbed, "Oh my God!"

About fifty feet up a robotic bird chirped, hopping around innocently. It looked throughout the area, stopping it's search as its eyes landed on the crying boy. The birds camera-like eyes flickered, changing from the original black to red. Its chirping came to an end as it watched the boy cry.

The bird bounced on the branch a few more times before it flew towards the boy. As it descended its beak parted, revealing the barrel of a pistol.

The boy looked up, his bronze eyes widening, "No..." he began to cry louder, clasping his hands together as if to pray, "No! Please!" The robotic bird ignored his pleas, shooting two bullets. The ginger shook with fear, crying, "Oh God, n-" His sob was cut short by a bullet going straight through his skull, another following not long after, proceeding to lodge itself in his collarbone. The boy gasped, falling to the ground as blood pooled around him.

The robotic bird closed its beak, retracting the pistol. It began chirping guiltlessly, hopping over to the boys pale corpse. It pecked and his ginger locks, making its way to his face. Once there it pecked at each individual freckle, trailing a path to his eyelids. It pecked and prodded at his eyelids, tearing at the skin, trying to gather its reward.

Once the boy's eyes were seized the bird hopped away, spreading its mechanical wings and flying off. It left the corpse on the ground, in a pool of his own blood, his eyes contributing to the puddle of crimson around him.

It was the end of the world... And the birds were destroying everything and everyone.

Let me know what you think! Depending on the feedback I'll write more or delete it! (Also it's only the prologue, that is why it is so short.)

~Lia🌺