GyroSmasher

They would call him a savage... a filthy animal. A freak. Which was somewhat ironic, considering he was nearly a pure-blooded human, while they were mutated to hell and back, barley resembling their human ancestors. But his simple, uneducated, twelve year old mind wouldn't be able to comprehend the concept of irony. Or any concept, for that matter, save for his natural sense of exploration and the basic desire to survive in the cruel, frightening world. Sometimes these two desires overlapped and he would sneak to the surface to find adventures and a tasty meal, much to the chagrin of his mother. But no matter how much the surface people jeere