A/N: Well. Here we go! I highly recommend listening to Beast within by in this moment before reading this. Even if you don't like scremo music. It sets the mood for this story :)
With a small bouquet of Blue and Yellow flowers, Beca made her way down the cobble stone driveway of the beautiful two story home that she shared with her wife of six years.
Beca and Chloe Mitchell. College sweethearts. Engaged the night of Becas graduation. Married a year later. A small but beautiful ceremony. Aubrey, their best friend had been ordained, and Married them, on a gorgeous summer evening, on a warm beach in Georgia before they disappeared for a month, backpacking through Europe. The best honey moon they could ask for.
They had moved to LA six months later, Beca still determined to follow her dreams. Chloe determined to see her beautiful wife live her dream. It wasn't long before everything seemed to fall into place. Beca had been hired at a Label in the city, one that had gone above and beyond for her in her first year. They were to thank for the six bedroom, five bathroom house with a gym, pool, and hot tub she and her wife lived in. She gave all credit to Chloe. Her life had never been brighter, her future had never been clearer. Chloe was her lucky charm.
Beca had sky rocketed. Flying to the top in the label. In her first two years she had produced six albums. Four of which, earned her some fancy awards that were promptly put on display in the beautiful case in their living room.
Beca Mitchell. Known around the world, countless albums produced in the last four years. Awards, talk shows, traveling the world. With Her beautiful wife by her side.
Chloe had done well for herself, the degree she earned at Barden University being something she could fall back on. They hadn't been in the city for six months before she was discovered. It wasn't hard to miss the perfection that was Chloe Beale. A triple threat. Not only had she assisted on albums from artists like, Pink, Adele, Sam Smith and Rhianna, she was also rising in the acting business. Four blockbusters under her belt, one Oscar and a million dollar personality. She was loved, she was sought after, fought over. She was everything everybody wanted.
She and Beca both, were on the radar for record companies, production studios, they were household names. That is where Aubrey came in. Aubrey Posen, the hard ass Bella's captain. She was both Beca and Chloe's Lawyer. She was also Chloe's agent, and was there with her every minute that Beca couldn't be throughout Auditions, screenings, premiers. Though, at the end of the day, none of it mattered. It was them, against the world. It was Beca and Chloe.
It was six months after they arrived in LA, that the new laws hit. Well, the new Law.
It was one that made peoples eyebrows shoot skyward. It was the one that had families across the country huddled around their TVs watching intently as the new law was put into effect. As it was signed.
Some people thought it was outrageous. Some like the idea, others were indifferent. A lot of people were scared, terrified even. Instantly going into defense mode. They were concerned, for their safety and the safety of their loved ones. They good reason to be.
Then there were the people who wore malicious smiles, who shared looks of knowing. Who knew exactly what this meant and what would be taking place. They began planning. Organizing.
Chloe had cried. She was one of the ones who were terrified by this new law. By this new…holiday. She sat trembling in Beca's arms, as Beca held her, promising her that no one would ever hurt them. No one would hurt her.
5 years ago
The year was 2017. It was July 21st. The heat of the summer. Chloe and Beca were holed up in their house. Beca had been losing hair, stressing over trying to keep Chloe calm the past few months leading up to this night. The first night. They were locked in, the doors and windows secured. The iron gates outside their house, were electric. Something Beca fought tooth and nail to be able to do, to give Chloe a piece of mind.
It was 8:55 PM Chloe and Beca were locked in the basement of their house. Snacks, drinks and an air mattress with a TV and a collection of movies waiting for them. Beca tried to calm her, she kissed her shoulder gently as Chloe lay back against her. Her eyes red and tear filled. Her body shaking violently.
The TV was on Channel 7. The local news. A small clock in the bottom corner, giving a countdown. Live footage of cities across the country as lights went out, as mysterious figures were caught on security cameras that were being streamed through the news station. The woman on the screen, who spoke of the upcoming events, looks scared. Her hands shook, as she spoke. Her eyes were locked on the camera pointed at her.
The clock was winding down, and Chloe was even more anxious. She sat up straighter and Beca's nerves were becoming too much. She was scared too, but she had to comfort her wife.
Chloe's breath came out short and labored as her eyes bore into the screen. Then, the clock stopped. 9:00 Pm.
The news lady let out breath, her eyes dropping as the screen went blue, a terrified noise of emergency filtered through the speakers and Beca held Chloe tightly as the words appeared on the screen. A recorded voice coming through.
EMERGENCY BROADCAST SYSTEM
THIS IS NOT A TEST.
THIS IS YOUR EMERCENCY BROADCAST SYSTEM ANNOUNCING THE COMMENCMENT OF THE ANNUAL PURGE SACNTIONED BY THE U.S. GOVERNMENT.
WEAOPNS OF CLASS 4 AND LOWER HAVE BEEN AUTHORIZED FOR USE DURING THE OTHER WEAPONS ARE RESTRICTED.
COMMENSCING AT THE SIREN, ANY AND ALL CRIME, INCLUDUNG MURDER, WILL BE LEGAL FOR 12 CONTINUOUS HOURS.
POLICE, FIRE AND EMERGENCY MEDICAL SERVICES WILL BE UNAVAILABLE UNTIL TOMORROW MORNING AT 7 AM WHE THE PURGE CONCLUDES. BLESSSED BE OUT NEW FOUNDING FATHERS AND AMERICA A NATION REBORN. MAY GOD BE WITH YOU ALL.
They both jumped a small sob escaping Chloe as a siren blared outside. The sound made their insides shake, and their hearts beat in their throat. The siren went on for nearly 20 seconds and then it was silent. The TV went out. There was a station, if you chose that you could watch live footage of the terror that was happening around the country but Chloe refused.
It had been nearly five minutes of Chloe shaking, crying silently. Beca's hand shook, and her chest was tight. Thoughts racing through her mind. She had a plan if anyone were to enter their home. She didn't tell Chloe what she had gone out and bought. But she wouldn't hesitate to use it. To protect her wife.
Chloe couldn't have stopped the small cry of fear if she wanted too as the sound of gunshots began to ting out, and echo around the neighborhood.
No movies were watched. The food was forgotten, as Chloe curled herself into Beca tightly, all night. The horrific sounds of gun shots, screams, sometimes explosions, filled their ears all night.
The first annual purge had been a success. The goal had been met. Crime was at its lowest. The damage that had been done, after the purge was extensive. So many people had died. Murdered, some simply shot. Stabbed. Others had been tortured, pieces of their bodies scattered around for their loved ones to find.
Chloe didn't speak for nearly a month. No one they knew personally had purged. Nor were they harmed during the fateful night. It was customary to show your support through blue and yellow flowers. Placing them outside your home, to show that you support what the purge is about.
Chloe refused. She wouldn't do it.
2018
They were more prepared this year. Chloe wasn't as big mess as she was the previous year. They were both blossoming in their careers. They could afford a security system. And Chloe herself had one of the bedrooms, turned into a fully furnished, stocked panic room. In which they would stay.
They didn't participate in the annual event. They had no reason too. Though Beca had made the joke, that she could take the gun she purchased the year before-Chloe found it a week after the first purge and nearly lost it- and go out and steal the cute little Husky puppy they had seen at the pet store the week before. Chloe, clearly no amused, had given Beca a famous Chloe glare and she apologized instantly and offered to make dinner that night.
As it was the year before. The second annual purge was a success. As they called it. Who 'They' were sill baffled Chloe. She hated this, she hated the thought of it. How could people be so ruthless? So violent towards each other?
It was the day after the second Purge. The day she called everyone to make sure they were okay, that Beca saw the shift in her eyes. She saw the look the swept across the beautiful face she loved so dearly. As she dropped the cell phone, and it shattered on the hard wood floor of their kitchen. Coffee forgotten, Beca rushed to her side.
"My family." She whispered after a few moments, of Beca fussing trying to get her to speak and the brunette stopped. Her heart stopped. She stepped back. "They killed my family."
July 21st 2021 PRESENT
Beca placed the blue and yellow flowers in the designated vase at the end of the driveway. Giving a small wave to the woman across the street who was holding a baby boy in her hip. A little girl, no more than two with wild curly hair clung to her leg, her thumb stuck in her mouth. As she straightened up, she looked to the right, to see her other neighbor, sitting in his driveway, sharpening what looked like a sword, but she wasn't sure. The red and orange sparks flying as his glare was set on something Beca couldn't see. She felt a small shiver go through her.
She then, turned and headed back up the drive, hitting the button in her hand, and the two large iron gates closed with a click.
As she entered the house, she was welcomed with the smell of Chicken and vegetables. She smiled, locking the door, and entering the security code, listening for the click, then smiled as she headed toward the kitchen.
As she entered she was met with the sight of Chloe setting the table. Aubrey sat at the center island a smile on her face as she laughed at something one of their old friends said.
Beca sat next to them.
"Stacie I'm so glad you were able to make it out this year." She said picking up her beer bottle, and taking a drink.
Stacie nodded. "I know me too! I've been meaning to get out here sooner, I really miss my Bella's!" She laughed.
"Well, it's a pleasure to have you, better here with us, then in New York alone." Aubrey said.
Chloe nodded in agreement. She was quiet, though they knew why. She was always quiet on this day.
They didn't mention it. They knew, and she knew. That's all that needed to be said. Beca stood and walked over, looping her arms around Chloe's waist and kissing her shoulder.
"I love you baby."
She turned, her cerulean eyes meeting Beca's and she smiled lovingly. "I love you too." She said pressing her lips to Beca's.
Dinner was light, but filling. And they cleaned up together, Keeping their eyes on the clock, waiting.
8:45
"Better lock up." Beca said as they made their way toward the basement. She went to the front door and typed in new code, listening as every window and entry way was locked, and secured. Then, large titanium doors, slid down from the inside of the walls, blocking them.
New age Purge security. Second year having it. Hasn't failed to keep people out yet.
As much as they were loved, they were also hated. People envied them, or despised them for the sheer fact that maybe they said something they didn't like. Or that went against their lifestyle. A lot of people, still didn't approve of them being in a same sex marriage. Their house had been targeted, they had been targeted.
But they were untouchable, and Beca made sure of that. That, is why three years before. Chloes Family had been tracked down. They were murdered, because the cowards couldn't get to Chloe. She buried her Mom, Dad, Two older brothers and Younger sister in closed caskets.
The house was locked. The girls were in the basement, the TV on, the clock counting down.
Beca stood beside Chloe, her face stoic. Concentration laced her features. Chloe's eyes had turned dark. She was a thousand miles away, keeping her hands busy. Aubrey looked up at her, then back down and Stacie's features had also hardened.
The broadcast played in the back ground. The fifth annual Purge commencement. The sirens rang out through the dead, still night air.
Chloe's eyes were closed and she took a breath. When she opened them, she was met with the two hard emerald green eyes of Aubrey. That's all she could see of her face. The lower half, nose and mouth were covered by the old, traditional Bella's scarf.
She heard a click and looked over at Stacie. Her hair was down, her clothes were dark. In her hand she held a hatchet. On her hip, a hand gun, as well as another on her thigh.
Looking to her right she was met with those beautiful deep blue eyes of her wife. The woman who did this, to protect her. To support her. Not to support the Purge. To support Chloe.
When she decided to participate in the third annual Purge. Beca was there. And she would continue to be there every year after. Chloe knew who was on the list this year. She knew who she was going for. They all did. They were all ready, they had been hurt. And they had the chance to give some of it back. They all had their reason. They all had their story. They did this together.
She lifted the newly sharpened 14 inch machete, and hunting knife, handing them to the girl with the piercing blue eyes. Chloe took them, hooking them into the holsters on the side of her thighs and then picking up the two Glock G43 pistols from the table beside them, placing them in their designated places on her hips as Beca lifted her weapon of choice the one she used to protect the only person in the world she would give her life for. The AK47 hung on a strap on her back, as she made sure she had the ammo she needed. Her own hunting knife, on her right thigh. Her bullets slung across her chest.
The sirens stopped. The air was silent. They waited. They released their breath, their eyes searching each other's.
Then, Chloe let out a breath and all eyes were on her. Beca's lips turning up into an adoring smile.
"Let's Purge."
A/N: Okay guys! Chapter one! This is going to be a short multific! 5 maybe more chapters! Id love to hear your thoughts! PLEASE REVIEW.
I OWN NOTHING. SERIOULSY NOTHING. If you're interested and haven't heard it. Youtube the Purge broadcast and hear it for yourself!