Amy's POV
Dear Diary,
I'm doing fine I guess, still sane. The apocalypse is understandably all over the news, so I just don't watch it.
The sheer desperation our town is showing can't be much compared to the rest of the world but it seems like there can't be anything worse happening anywhere else. I guess I must be sheltered. Our teachers tried to explain what is happening but they don't even understand, nobody does, really. I think it's just that the Earth has become to much of a nuisance to the other planets in space. We're too violent and greedy and primitive, I imagine there are other worlds like us out there but maybe they aren't going the same directions with technology or something.
The earth was given a message about a chemical occurrence that would take place to destroy most of the life on earth. Those that survive will have simply been randomly chosen and not exposed. Bomb shelters had been popping up everywhere but I think that if these aliens want us dead they'll get us dead.
It really gives an unfair advantage to those in the cities where the population is denser. If they had wanted an end to violence on earth then the people should not have been chosen so randomly.
I can hear Katie and Rachel fighting and I can't help but feel ashamed. It's like they don't even care that we don't have many chances to say sorry anymore. They're fighting over nothing I'm sure. Mom had us each pack a bag with things to remember everyone by, and clothes. In my bag I have her recipe book, dad's watch, Katie's music box, Rachel's Pooh bear and my favorite photos. Dad told Katie and I to stay hidden and protect Rachel. We need to be the ones to find the man he said, we won't know what will happen to us if we are found first.
The chances of two girls surviving in the same small town is slim to none. I need to mediate this fight so there will be no regrets.
Love,
Amy
"Give it back! She said I could have it!"
"No she didn't you just ripped it out of my hands!"
"What are you two fighting about?" I asked even though I already knew.
They turned to me and started talking.
"Amy you said-"
"She just-"
"-I could have-"
"-Walked up to me-"
"-Your baby doll-"
"-And ripped it out-"
"-Right?"
"-Of my hands!"
"Katie let's let Rachel take the doll and we can find something for you together." I said, thinking that would be okay. It wasn't.
"Never mind Katie you can have the doll I'll just take a necklace."
"No!"
"Yes!"
"You guys!" They looked over at me "You each can take something else if neither of you want the doll."
"You don't even care!" Katie bawled which made Rachel start to cry too.
Dear Diary,
Katie won't speak to me because I wouldn't give over dad's watch. He gave her his army knife but she isn't in a forgiving mood. It's like she doesn't realize we've ran out of time."
What used to be a democracy is now a dictatorship and a bloody one at that. Government officials are going to every house to kill all the children under thirteen. They kept spouting crap like "It's more humane this way." And "A child under thirteen should not be subjected to such a brutal pregnancy." Then shooting them dead, like animals. Rachel didn't make the cut by five years. I made it by two and Katie made it by six. Our neighbors found dad shot dead by the side of the road and mom left so she wouldn't see her children die. I want to be with my mom when it happens though.
I watched the pages of my diary become spotted and wet. Wishing I could just be next to my warm, soft mom, while my dad fell asleep in his chair. There was no reason for him to die. The closest thing I got was curling up in their bed.
It's a similar story with most families and we all do what we can to adapt. It's getting late and I just want to go to bed. A lot of people are staying up until midnight like New Year's Eve but I disagree. If I'm going to die at the stroke of twelve I'll be asleep when it happens.
For most likely my last entry,
Amy
Raph's POV
Half an hour before this… thing is supposed to occur and Usagi still isn't here yet. He told us a long time ago what's going to happen and promised he would get us out before it did. He already brought Splinter there weeks ago and said he's almost here. Usagi had also appealed to the Utrom High Council to let Casey and April live and they were allowed to do so as long as they stayed on Usagi's planet for an indefinite amount of time. And the price for all the things that he's doing is absolutely no contact with us for eighteen years.
Mikey is busy getting his video games all in one place so he can just get right to it when we come back. Donny is saving stuff on his computers and turning them off. Leo is meditating 'cause he's finished with his stuff and I'm at my punching bag. The lair has never been cleaner.
I look at the clock again. I can't believe how many people are up till midnight waiting. We can hear their echoes down here in the sewers. The extermination isn't going to happen until four twenty-six in the morning, the equivalent of the High Counsel's midnight.
Finally Usagi comes in the door with five minutes to spare.
"I'm sorry I am late. Let's go."
We gathered around him and he fiddled with the device given to him by the High Counsel. Then, suddenly we were off planet.
Right away, Usagi began giving us instructions while two Counsel attendants left to retrieve Master Splinter.
"You will be allowed to stay here for only ten minutes then you must leave. There will then be no traces of this chemical left upon your planet."
He gave Donny some device that looked like a cell phone. "The council has agreed only to let you survive because of the past services you have provided for them and because they have you may reproduce with the humans on your planet. Therefore your moral code and lifeline will live on which is very important to all of us," He looked at us seriously, "This device will lead you to anyone who uses technology outside of your home. Be more careful of the humans you meet, they may take you for members of the Counsel and try to hurt you. Good luck to you all." He turned to Leo "Leonardo san, the Ninja Tribunal will be there if for any reason you and your family need a safe place to stay. Most of the guardians still live on your planet."
"Thank you Usagi, I hope someday we will meet again."
"As do I, my friend. It will be a long eighteen years."
"Thank you for your kindness young samurai." Splinter said as he walked into the room, Usagi and the rest of us bowed respectfully to each other.
Usagi left and we discussed the tech tracker.
"So basically this is literally the babe magnet?" Typical Mikey question. I smacked him upside the head.
"What? That's what it is… isn't it?"
"Not really Mikey, it might lead us to some guy, it finds any technology." But half the people on the planet are women, it won't take long until we find a girl. I don't doubt that I'll be one to mate with that girl, I'm the strongest of all of us I'd be the best protector, it makes sense. I could make any girl feel in safe-ish hands. I can see Leo as my only competition, Donny wouldn't force himself on a girl and Mikey goofs around too much, that's not what a girl is going to want right now. I'm the top choice. That is, ignoring the green skin, three fingers and giant shell. However Splinter talked to us all telling us that our instincts might kick in and we might start competing. But hey who knows how many chicks we'll find with this thing. At least four.
Amy's POV
I woke up early in the morning and looked over at the clock, almost four thirty. I heard Rachel moving around the kitchen and was both surprised and glad that I'd have someone to talk with now that this whole fiasco is over. CLANG! Rachel must have dropped a pot; she'll start shouting pretty soon. Then she'll burst in here to tell me to help clean it up. We'd laugh and make breakfast together. I waited, nothing happened.
I went out to check up on her and found I couldn't move, the minutes ticked by and I began panicking, worried my sister was hurt. When the weight was lifted off of me I ran to the kitchen and was there just in time to see a pile of dust blow away from the open kitchen door.
All I could do was stand there, shocked. A couple seconds turned into minutes, and then minutes into hours until the sun came up. Then I knew that I was alone. I laid my head on the table and shook, too worn out from the past month to cry right now.
I heard a truck outside and through the window I saw Carrie walking down my street. I got up to greet my old friend, when she took out a gun and aimed at me. I instinctually ducked and crawled behind the counter. She opened fire. A bullet grazed my calf and I gasped in pain. Another gun fired and I heard her cuss and run off.
I don't know how long I sat there staring at my shaking hands when somebody knocked on the door. I grabbed a skillet and got ready for the worst. "Amy are you there?" It was Melissa. She opened the door, took one look at me and said "She came to my house too, hit the mannequin my mom had been working on in the head and drove off towards your house so I followed. You gonna be okay?"
I nodded.
"Then we need to find someplace she won't look for us," Melissa said decisively.
"Why did she do that? Carrie had always seemed so nice before."
Melissa snorted "You never saw her when she thought no one was looking. She's practically obsessed with you. I saw her room once, just a glimpse mind you, but you know how she always says it's a mess, it's practically covered in pictures of you and her. I guess now that there aren't really any people left she wants there to be just her."
I had noticed some odd behavior, the identical hair styles, her always wanting to coordinate our clothes and she even dated my ex's brother for a while until I broke up with him. I was so busy trying to process the loss of someone who had always been a friend and now wanted me gone.
"C'mon Amy! Can you think of anywhere she wouldn't look?"
I jumped at the sudden noise and thought some more. "Do you remember that one house… that always looked like it was ready to fall down and we decided to take a look around?"
"Yeah but that's too close to here."
"But Carrie wouldn't go in there and when we came out we told her how ready to come down it was-"
"And it was ready to come down."
"Not the basement," I reminded her, "There are steel frames supporting the floor boards above and the fire damage can be avoided," I said, hopeful.
"Avoid the fire damage?" She asked sarcastically, "Well we don't have much of a choice do we? Alright, pack some stuff. Make sure to bring a can opener and a bunch of food," She threw in some Little Debbie brownies, "Chocolate is a food group."
"What if she follows us?"
"Easy Amy, we make it look like we left town."
"How?" Now that we were about to leave I didn't see how we could pull this off.
"Because we will, we'll grab my car drive to that road outside town turn the sharp corner, put it on cruise and keep it in drive."
"We're going to jump out of a moving car?" I asked incredulous.
"Snow is soft; just wear a lot of white."
It still sounded crazy, "Alright but how do we get back?"
"Just make sure you wear a comfy pair of boots, Amy."
Great, let's cross our fingers while we're at it too.