Contest 2

Alexa

Strong as a bear. Heated as a wolf. And beautiful as a butterfly.
Alexa always had a strong aura on her. Running around with her friends and escaping her mothers stern looks, she was quite happy. Reading stories about warrior princesses and amazons sparkled a light in her, where she longed to be one of them.

When the world changed. She didn’t. When the others mutated, she didn’t feel more than a constant urge to run, work hard and carry more. She was restless, couldn’t sit still.
Some months after the last of the adults had died, Alexa found an old medieval museum in the neighbor town. Amazed, she spend most of a day in it and grabbed finally an armor, she previously knew only from computer games. But Alexa didn’t care that the armor gave little protection against enemies and the cold. The former she didn’t fear, the latter didn’t hurt her. It seemed like an inextinguishable fire burned in her, voiding the need for clothing. Even with a loincloth she would have been satisfied. Strangely only the nail polish seemed to be important to her apart her fascination for the medieval world.

The amazon Alexa. It seemed like a name of the past, yet prone to proof herself in the unknown future.

How she tamed her first mutee it remains a mystery. How she found her way to the Andaman Islands as well. But now they are here and they want to prove themselves.