Chapter 4: The Deepest Trouble

Morning.

Sasha slammed a paper down on the counter at the Flea Bite.

"Look at this!" said Sasha.

Charlie looked at it.

"Jeez!" he said.

"There's five houses left in San Francisco, not including all of us here last night, that people haven't been killed." said Sasha. "They were all killed last night. Eight freakin' killers! We are getting out of here, because I'm not letting my son die!"

Sasha and Charlie went into the kitchen.

"This is a disaster." said Bess Itchiford.

"Eight killers." said DJ. "How can 'you know who' let this turn so bad and not show up at all?"

"Maybe it's the beginning of the end." said Abby.

"We're all next targets." said Otis.

"DJ, do you have a phone?" asked Keena.

"Yes." said DJ.

"May I please use it?" asked Keena.

"Yes." said DJ.

DJ gave Keena the phone and she called her mom.

"Mom, if I don't see you again, can you please raise my daughter?" asked Keena.

"Why wouldn't you see me again?" asked Keena's mother.

"Almost everyone at San Francisco is dead." said Keena. "All in one night."

"Yes, dear." said Keena's mom. "I'll take care of her."

Later.

DJ and Keena, most popular out of all animals, sat by her apartment on the cliff of the body of water. The sunset and the mist from the splash of the water soothed them.

"I wish I wouldn't have came here." said Keena. "Than again, I'm glad I did."

"I can protect everyone." said DJ. "Minus the killers, I'm glad I'm here. I'm also glad you are here. Keena, if you've ever had anyone who's treated you wrong, I'm not like them. I love you, Keena."

"I love you too, DJ." said Keena.

They stared deep into each other's eyes for a moment and then kissed.