Alright I forgot to upload this after I finished which was only a day ago. Here you go and hope you enjoy even if the story is moving a little slow right now
Chapter2- 28 Weeks
There was controversy today. Two children had been brought into District One, the first children to inhabit Britain since the outbreak. Scarlett -what Major Ross preferred to be called by her co workers- didn't approve of the lack of knowledge she had on this. No one had told her children were being brought in and she was pretty upset, she voiced it quite loudly. However, when I accompanied her to check the new arrivals she had taken the youngest of the two, a little boy about twelve, to check herself. The little boy reminded me of my sister, his age mainly, but also how children his age acted. Scarlett called me over to look at results.
"Hey, I think you need to see this," she said.
I came over to look at the images of the boy's eyes.
"His eyes are different colors," I observed.
"One green and one brown, any resting iris variation is usually hereditary. Do one of your parents have the same?" Scarlett asked the little boy.
"My mother, she did," he said, his accent British.
I walked over to his sister, who looked like him as well, mid-length blond hair, but with both blue eyes. She was smiling at her brother. One of the tell-tale signs of the Rage Virus was different colored irises, always the normal color and a brown eye. The eye that was brown was also ringed with blood in the corner, like it was blood-shot, but more prominent. The boy did not have this. Both of the children were cleared shortly and sent on the train going into the city. The rest of the morning was spent clearing the new arrivals and as always nothing serious was discovered.
"Scarlett, what are we going to do with kids? We don't even know protocol for them, they need certain rules, different punishment..." I started.
"That's exactly why I was surprised I wasn't told," Scarlett said as we left the airport. "I'm going to have some words with base tonight, hopefully they'll give me some answers."
"I'm afraid," I admitted.
"Of what?" Scarlett asked.
"Of it coming back."
For the rest of the day I spent my time in the labs working with some of the other medical staff. Though there was no major virus anymore, people still got sick from colds and such. Due to the close nature of the more than 15,000 residents anything not treated fast enough could spread rapidly through the district. That was one problem we want to avoid, it would just cause unwanted panic on top of everything else. When I was leaving the labs Scarlett caught me, walking over to me.
"They're Don Harris' kids," she said.
"What?"
"The kids, from this morning, they're Don's kids," Scarlett said.
Don Harris was pretty well-known to most everyone, he was the section officer who kept the water and electricity running.
"Really? Well, that doesn't make anything easier, but at least they'll learn the rules quickly."
"I hope so. They seem like really good kids, Andy especially, but you're right it won't make anything easier, trying to make protocol and everything, I mean. I'm on my way to talk to base right now so I have to go, I'll get in touch with you later to tell you what they say."
"Okay, good luck," I said to her.
"Thanks, I'll need it," she replied walking off toward base.
Most of the time the tactical and the medical sides of the army didn't see eye to eye. Each side had trouble understanding the other, and when the Rage Virus was concerned it was worse when it really needed to be better.
It was getting late when I started my way back to the main housing building. I looked to the rooftops of the buildings, seeing the usual snipers' outlines in the darkness. The apartment had started feeling like home and it should it was my home now. Returning to the U.S if I survived this seemed like an impossibility, but I knew that was my true home it always would be. The house left to me by my parents was way to big for just me alone and it held too many memories, however it was where I was raised I would have trouble parting with it if I could at all. My thoughts carried me all the way to my room where I set down my things and went into the living room. I picked up the book I had been reading in the little time I had to myself at night and placed myself on the soft couch curling up in the corner between the back and the armrest. The book was a work of fiction, an interesting story of betrayal and revenge with secret agencies of justice and power. It wasn't a highly-published book, but it was just what I needed: something to take my mind off the real world.
Just when the book was reaching a gripping climax I noticed the time.
"Oh, shit!" I mumbled getting up from the couch.
It was well past twelve in the morning and way past the time I needed to be asleep so I could get through tomorrow without coffee. I threw the bookmark in the middle of the book, setting it back on the glass-topped coffee table before dashing into the bedroom. I took the fastest shower I'd ever taken -not helping me because it woke me up again- and got ready to go to bed. I took a last look at the family picture I'd brought with me in its new frame on my bedside stand. I fell asleep with a smile, hoping I would never have to endure a loss like that again. Little did I know, what came over the next sunrise would change everything.
Pretty short chapters right now hopefully when I merge with the main story line it will pick up a bit. Anyway hope you enjoyed I will upload as soon as I'm done with chapter 3
