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Tittle - Out of the Darkness
Rating - K
Summary - After landing on the Island, the tribe renew alliances together and go in search of their lost friends. Future Tribe/S6
Author Notes - A continuance to my story 'Any Which way the wind blew them', as a set of Future Tribe/S6 fics. I removed my original work on this story and am re-posting it with the changes I've added to it. Please enjoy.
Amber sat quietly in the glade pondering on circumstances. It had been a month since they'd landed and had been taken in by the cave dwelling tribe the Speleos. The first few days had been tentative, just their luck that they had landed amidst an on going war between the Speleos tribe and a slaver tribe, the Gulls. Had it not been the swiftness of the Speleos Tribe taking them from the beach to the safety of the caves who knew where they'd be now. They had almost lost Lex in the process as well as the Speleos nearly losing one of their own leaders when they had been captured by a Gull pack. Amber hated to think where they could all be now had it not been the quickness of the tribe to bring them to safety.
She looked down at her son Bray who was happily lying on the mossy ground finding the colourful plant life surrounding him a great deal of interest. He gave a small gurgle of glee as Amber picked the small flower from his balled up fist as it headed towards his mouth.
It hadn't taken long for Lex to heal from the beating he'd received from the Gull pack when he'd been captured. It seemed the Speleos were trying to make up for the fact that it had happened, although all assurances had been made that they didn't assign any blame on their part.
"Thought I'd find you here"
Amber smiled and glanced to her side, where Jay stood a little away from her.
"Yeah, just enjoying the fresh air" she replied "Weren't we baby"
Smiling down at her son, she dangled her hands down to him, as he reached up and wrapped his small fingers about hers. Jay sat down beside her as she started pulling her son upwards.
"Yeah it does get a little stuffy down there" said Jay, watching as Amber played with Bray.
"It's certainly an interesting way of life" agreed Amber, she just wasn't sure if it was something she could permanently live with. She lifted Bray to her knee and sat him down gently, where he looked up at Jay and gurgled once more.
"Hey little man, sounds like your mothers been thinking about the future again"
Amber eyed Jay with a smile and gave Bray a kiss on the top of his head a moment before handing him over to the open arms of Jay.
"Or maybe the past" she said with a small sigh
"The past?" pried Jay, gently rocking Bray on his knee. Bray was more interested in the necklace round Jay's neck and grasped at it with vigour.
"Well the recent past, we've been here over a month now, but I still wonder what we left behind"
"What, apart from a new virus?"
"Jay" Amber started to protest, similar conversations had cropped up in the passing weeks they'd been at the Island.
"Amber, even if we did leave people behind, what help can we be to them now? The virus could have wiped them all out"
"I can't give up hope that there people who got out. And what about those who the Technos sent away, they have to be somewhere"
"Perhaps there are, I still don't know what you think you can do about it"
"We Jay, what we can do about it"
"Amber...We, we are a group of people who got lucky and got out while they could, There's not exactly a whole army of us either"
"We have allies now Jay, friends who can help"
"We can't ask the Speleos for help Amber"
"Why not, they are our friends aren't they?"
"Amber, we can't ask them to go back with us, IF we go back, which I still am not agreeing on. Why lead them into danger also, why lead them to the virus?"
"They've already offered their help Jay, and since when did you become the be all and end all of the decisions around here?"
The glade fell silent, apart from the growing concern of Bray who was becoming agitated at the raised voices going on between his mother and Jay. Amber took the child back into her arms and gave him a reassuring hug.
"Look Jay, I know you want us to look forward to the future. But I can't give up on hope that they survived, someone, anyone. And there's my tribe to think about too, some of us want to believe that our family are still waiting for us to save them"
"Amber...I understand how you feel. How the others feel, but think about Bray, think about the rest of us, we're a new Tribe now, its time to start thinking like we are one"
Amber sighed and looked about the glade where they sat. She had been thinking long and hard about the past, the trees surrounding her had brought back powerful memories of Dal's last words. She'd lost one family years ago, and now in the past few years, of their strange new way of living, she'd watched her new family be pulled apart. But there had always been hope, and living amidst the Speleos the past few months had ingrained in her how much the Mallrats had meant to her, how living as a Tribe so settled in their ways had meant to her. Of the few of them left, she knew each had a small glint in their hearts that old friends would be seen once more, she couldn't, wouldn't allow that hope to fade out.
"As of this day, all who join hands are bound as one, Brothers and Sisters to the end." she whispered softly to herself
"What?" asked Jay with a slightly confused look
"Tai San, she would have loved it here. All this nature around her. Have you noticed how calm Lex has been the past few weeks, I think this place reminds him a lot about her. Do you want to be the one to tell him that you think he should give up hope of ever seeing her again?"
"Lex has had his fair share of loves Amber" replied Jay a little cynically
"We can love many people in our lives Jay, and yes Lex has had his fair share of women and lost loves. But he didn't love any of them the way he loved Tai San. He still hopes to be reunited with her again"
"And you?"
"I will never give up hope that someone has survived Jay, never. Rams told us, you know yourself, the Technos moved people about, so did the Chosen. They are out there, and we will find them, somehow"