[ WP ] In 2050 the Rapture happens and the Apocalypse ravages earth . The colonies on the Moon and Mars are untouched by the events .

`` My lungs hurt.'' I said to my father, noticing he was standing strangely in our quarters, holding my inhaler in one hand and his tablet in the other. 
 
 `` Oh, i'm sorry.'' He tore his eyes from the electrical pad he was holding and swiftly placed the inhaler, or `` red puff machine'' I like to call it, into my hands. It was too high for me to reach it on the shelf. I took a deep breathe of the plastic tasting stuff, held it in and then slowly exhaled. I kept looking at my dad, to see if he was watching me try my new medicine I had got prescribed to me earlier that afternoon. 
 
 `` Uck-this stuff tastes like a trash barrel.'' My eyes remained on my target, wanting his attention. `` Dad! Do n't you know I have to take two puffs? You would n't have even noticed if I did n't!'' I was teasing him, begging for his attention but his eyebrows furrowed together in a way that worried me. He would n't look up from his pad even when I threw my pillow at him; he slowly to sat down. 
 
 We live on the first space station made that orbits Mars, and sometimes all the strange plants that are used for eating, medicines and mostly air irritate my sensitive lungs. I've only recently developed the case and my dad, Mr. worrywart, not paying attention to my asthma was more alarming to me than any slap could be. 
 
 I quickly jumped off my twin bed and it automatically slid into the wall. 
 
 `` What are you looking at?'' I was a foot in front of him. He ignored me. I kicked him in the shin. 
 
 `` Ow!'' 
 
 `` Dad-What's going on?'' I tried peering over the tablet, but he gently kept me at arm's distance as he stared ever more intently. 
 
 `` I have my own tablet, you know!'' I moved to get mine and he relented. 
 
 `` No! Come here, come here.'' I ran to him and sat next to him, my face resting on his large arm. What I saw could not be comprehended. 
 
 `` Is that a movie?'' My voice was almost a whisper, my eyes big like saucers. 
 
 `` No.'' My father's voice broke. 
 
 Earth was on fire. Red was spreading across the land known as `` Europe'' to me in geography class. It was molten looking and seeping from a crevasse, a deep open tear along the equator. Soon the fiery blood would spill into the Americas. The oceans, as deep as I was taught they were, did not seem to halt it's momentum at all. 
 
 `` There has been a problem with impacts of rogue space debris from the wars during the 2030's. I guess some sort of fissure that had been sealed after the war had too much pressure on it. Or worse…'' My dad's voice sounded numb, detached. 
 
 `` Worse? How?'' I looked at my shoes and focused intently on one of the scuffs on the inside of the rubber. 
 
 `` The Superior Being State Alliance could have decided to do away with the `` insects of the galaxy,'' you know they're so fond of calling us humans that.'' He laughed joyless, and continued `` And to think, we humans once hated each other because of the simple fact of difference of our skin colors. Pfft!'' My dad stood up, `` Boy does my dad feel like an idiot! I'll never forget the look on his face when he found out about aliens. That they had held jobs for centuries on Earth. Sour southern man he was.'' My dad was heading for the liquor cabinet and pulled out 3 little `` shooters'' he called them and downed all of them in a few seconds. 
 
 `` Dad? You're losing focus-you're scaring me.'' I did n't like the tone in his voice and he never was very lucid when he had his shooters. I had never been to Earth, but it is in my blood and I have family there. I mean, at this very second my mom is there. 
 
 My mom is there. 
 
 My stomach dropped and I began to scream about her. My dad took his 6th shooter and came and hugged me close. His big arms enfolded me and my screams turned to moans and hiccups. 
 
 `` I know, I know.'' He hugged me, a stream of his tears falling down the back of my shirt. `` You listen to me, this space station has 3,000 of us on it, and there are at least a dozen more.'' The pad started glowing brighter with the earth appearing to bleed out. `` You and I are the only ones that know what we lost. You can not lie down during this time. Your momma would not want that. And we need each other.'' I started to understand why he needed those shooters. 
 
 A Com beep for the door occurred. `` It's Guy.'' He was my dad's friend and doctor for the crew. He and my father talked out of ear shot and all I could make out was, `` So many lost… we're the only ones left now.'' 
 
 `` Hey there-how ya holding up?'' Guy always was friendly, even if the worst was happening. 
 
 `` I do n't know'' I did n't even look at him, his tone annoyed me. 
 
 `` Well, that will be taken care of soon enough. We're lucky to be here. This is going to hurt for only a moment.'' He injected me in the neck with something that made the world bearable and suddenly I just wanted to sleep. 
 
 As I drifted off to Guy and my father talking, I watched the pad explode into a beautiful orange, red and yellow. I mean the whole pad was taken up and the screen just bounced off the small room of our quarters, illuminating it. Guy and my father took a moment to look at it in silence. I nodded off into dreamland, undisturbed in that moment.
