[ WP ] In the future , stores like Walmart have grown to become as large as cities . Soon an apocalypse happens , the employees gather into tribes to defend their section and to raid others sections .

For the first time in a hundred years, the Great Hallway was silent. It was the first time since, the Day of End Which led to New Beginning, when the founders stood without a whisper mourning the loss of their friends and families. But this day, the Great Hallway was not silent with mourning, but with apprehension. 
 
 The silence was broken by the soft footsteps of five figures dressed in long brown robes. They slowly, almost reluctantly, made their way to the center of the Great Hallway and kneeled, waiting for their leader to come. They did not have to wait long. 
 
 The hallway was filled with the booming steps of the Emperor of Home Improvement. He was a large man — as all leaders of the Home Improvement Empire were — and was extremely dangerous, despite his old age. He had ruled his empire with a pair of iron pliers and had turned it into the greatest military power of the East Coast Walmart. 
 
 “ Elders, ” he said, his deep voice echoing across the Great Hallway. “ For what reason have you called us here? ” He looked around the circle of figures, making eye contact with each and every one. 
 
 “ Your Majesty, ” one of the Elders said, bowing his head as he turned to face the Emperor. “ We implore your Greatness to reconsider the war. ” The Emperor ’ s forehead creased and he began to frown. “ I-it ’ s just that the Republic of Food and Household Items has been our friend for many generations. There is no need to— “ 
 
 “ Silence. ” The Emperor glared at the elder who had spoken. “ Those ungrateful merchants are no friends to us. They have rejected rejected the glorious offer to marry my granddaughter and have spread grease upon our families name and honor. ” 
 
 “ But, surely there must be another way. Perhaps, — “ 
 
 “ Enough! Our troops march tomorrow. Is that understood? ” The Emperor glared at the elders who meekly nodded their heads. “ Good. ” Slightly nodding his head, the Emperor turned and marched down the Great Hallway. 
 
 Shaking his head angrily, one, particularly weasel-like, Elder turned to his fellows. “ I told you it wasn ’ t going to work, Raphael. The Emperor is too bull headed to see the greater picture. ” 
 
 “ It was worth a shot. ” Raphael — the brave Elder who had conversed with the Emperor— sighed. “ No matter, there ’ s always plan B. ” He turned to look at the smallest and youngest of the group. “ Greg. How long will it take the assassin to get here? ”
