"Dead Can Dance -The Host Of Seraphim"
Fifteen years later.
"We're all that's left."
A beautiful fifteen year old girl stood on the edge of the beach, dressed in jeans and a long sleeve shirt. Her long flowing jet black hair blew past her shoulders as she lowered her head from the howling wind. Her eyes an icy blue as her brother stepped up and lit the fire from one of the torches. Hunter stands much taller then his sister Mary, he's grown into a handsome and mysterious looking young man. Sandy brown hair, and a serious gaze as he watches the grave made out of field grass and wood begin to catch fire. He stands back as the sun slowly goes down, casting a beautiful grayish blue color across the water. It's nearly winter now and the first signs of snow are starting to appear in the sky. He stands beside his sister, watching the flames crackle and pop. The last remains of their friend slowly disappearing. A single tear falls from Mary's face before she turns away. She can't watch anymore.
Slowly Hunter's arm goes around his sister's thin shoulders. He knows she's crying but can't look at her. His eyes fixes on the burning grave, tiny pieces of popping embers go up into the sky and are carried off by the wind.
Finally Mary turns around, she's crying.
"Why did they all have to die?"
"It's the natural course of life…that's what John used to say."
"But everyone, every single person who loved us…"
Hunter shakes his head, he's also feeling empty and numb. Over the last fifteen years they lost everyone. Mostly from sickness. They haven't touched the outside word…but they know it's happening again. The virus will never end, those faint cries in the night, drifting across from the main land are them. Hunter knows the world has ended…it ended before he was even born. Now the last of humanity are being killed. They rule the world now…end of story.
Hunter remembers stories, stories that told him about those monsters. Looking out at the dark ocean, he knows it's only a matter of time before their killed too.
His father, Kenneth, John, Sarah, McDermott, New Jersey…all gone.
His father was the last to die. His face so old and worn looking. His gentle gray eyes smiling up at his son before they closed. It was a natural part of time…
He remembered John telling him stories of how death is only the beginning. That once you die you go to Heaven and God sends you down as someone or something else. You could be reborn as a bird and fly away, or a tiny child with not a worry in the world. Looking at his father's remains burn away, he took a deep breath and understood that his safe world here on the island was now gone.
They lived a peaceful and happy life, together loving one another.
But all good things must come to an end.
He was alone now with his sister, and knew their time was short. He had no idea what they would do. Stay on the island and wait until death took them…or escape? He could hardly remember the main land, or the dangers that were brought there. Mary in fact had never left this island her entire life.
Feeling a chill, the fire slowly began to flicker before them.
"What are we going to do now?"
Mary softly said as another howling wind blew past them. Hunter's grip on Mary's shoulder tightened. He had promised Jersey and his own father and no matter what he would protect his sister. Save her from the faith that so many had died from. Here they now were…waiting for death,
"We escape…"
Mary looked up as more tears fell from her eyes.
Just then a noise came above them, a noise Hunter faintly remembered as a child. Mary cried out and ducked down, her entire body shaking. The trees rocked back and forth as sand began swirling up in tiny little clouds. Hunter squints before seeing it above, slowly circling.
A helicopter.
"What is it?!"
Mary screams, trying to hide herself underneath her brother.
Hunter sees it's coming closer, trying to find a place to land. Right away panic sets in his heart, he leans down and looks at his younger sister with serious eyes.
"Go get the guns."
"But Hunter…"
"GO!"
Mary runs off through the trees, minutes later, Hunter watches as the chopper lands further down the beach.