Chapter 7

***POV:Trent***

I look out towards our docking point, scouting for any potential threats. Our colony is anchored on what used to be the West coast of Florida, not sure what to call it now. We plan on landing in Key West, a smaller city, and then work our way up towards Miami. As we get closer to the docks, they are mostly empty of boats. Some humans had headed for the seas, figuring they had a better chance of making it out there. Between missile attacks from enemy countries, EMP attacks (electromagnetic pulse), and the releasing of a few choice killer biological agents around the globe, the humans had wrecked so much, killed off most of their kind, and launched themselves back into the dark ages. We fortunately had been prepared and between distancing our colonies from major metropolitan areas, and with the help of magic, we stayed safe and were able to hang on to most technological advances and comforts.

We arrive and secure our boat. The other boat with us follows shortly. Getting