Chapter 4- Crimson Tears 1/2

A/N: Why hello there! Its been a while, hasn't it? It wasn't my fault. I did eventually get internet, but my laptop broke, so up until 2 days ago I haven't been able to use my internet. Not only that, but my laptop lost everything, including the entire story and some other things I've been working on. :'-(. But anyways, because of all of the extra work I'm doing for school, home, and my Saturday job, updates will be slow but I will make up for it. Also I got over 100 views on this baby! And a few follows! I would like to thank everyone because I never thought this would get any views, at all! But enough jibber jabber, time for this ridiculously long chapter that I got carried away with and may be far darker than I intended. Also a tiny sliver of backstory for Cyan, and some more people have been introduced. Onwards Sparklers! (That is what I'm calling you all now)

Edit: I can't be asked to edit this so, the original chapter will be split in two. This is because this one is 2k words on its own and I hadn't even gotten started, therefore this will merely be a little plot fill because its been so long. The second part will be uploaded soon.

Cy's POV

"Felix!" I shouted. Still no sign of him. I glanced at the approaching flesh eaters and felt panic grip my chest. I started shooting again, and it did slow them down while I looked for an option. The chairs and desks around the room were too small for me to climb. Calling for Pewds wasn't an option anymore. Son of a bitch, if I ever see him again... I was broken from my thoughts by a bare, mocha colored arm reaching down through the hole. I jumped and grabbed it without thinking. The arm pulled me up until I could scramble up myself. It was dark and dusty, the strong smell of musk almost enough to make me cough. There was only two sources of light, from the hole before me, and a sliver from afar. I looked down at the zombies then up at my savior. I was met with a silhouette, with a single crimson eye. Reality fell on me like a ton of bricks... "Krism?"

10 Years Previous

"Hey, leave her alone!" A high and sharp voice shouted. I opened my eyes and saw a hispanic teenage girl, her short hair was tied back in a ponytail, and her one crimson eye conflicted with her other deep brown one. Her red clothes looked different to my blue ones. She shot a look to the guy holding me in the air with telekinesis. "Hey, are you so bored you have to bully a five year old?" She said to him. One of the other, smaller kids tried to run up and tackle her, but a white blast emanated from her hand, and struck the floor next to him. Lightning. The guy holding me up set me down, but I fell to the floor anyways. My lip split and I started crying and they ran, and the girl helped me to my feet. "Are you ok sweetie?" She asked me.

"I want to go home." I mumbled.

"So do I, but we can't." She hugged me. "I can look after you. My name is Krism, what is your name?"

I looked at her, so far everyone I had met had either given me dirty looks or attempted to beat me up. It was like prison, but I trusted her. "The man said my name is Cyan." I mumbled again.

"Cyan." She repeated. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

"C'mon Cy, you can do it." Her supportive voice encouraged me. I focused all my arms, but failed to produce a plasma blast. The few blue wisps I made had left marks on my arms that I didn't let her, or anyone see. Krism was like my sister, from the day we met 7 years ago we took care of each other. She would get in trouble and I would bail her out, and vice versa. "This is fucking ridiculous, I can't do it." I sat on one of the wooden benches behind us. Krism sat beside me.
"They said everyone can do it, regardless of their power."

"Well I can't, and their wrong. Why are we here?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean why are we all here? We don't do anything but train for a doomsday what will never come." I stood up and started pacing. "We are real life fucking superhero's, but nobody knows we exist." I questioned, she stayed silent. "Why are we here, if we have no purpose?"

"We won't be anymore, because... We're escaping." She said.

"What? When?" I turned and stared at her.

"Tonight. Me, you, Ryan, Vince, Cassidy, everyone in the group. We are finally getting out of this hell hole." She said. She stood up and walked, I followed.
"Where would we go? As far as we know, we could be taken back as soon as we leave. If we get caught they we kill us!"

"But we won't get caught. And besides, Ryan has friends on the outside. Ones that won't hurt us." We passed the courtyard, dozens of people just like us conversed in groups. I was the youngest person there, except for Enzo, but only by a few days. "Just imagine it Cy, no more 6am wake ups, no more training. We can live like normal people. We can find our family's, we can go home!" Her voice stayed the same volume,

I smiled," I like the sound of that."

I sat in the isolation room, my bruises, cuts and gunshots healing. Where had it all gone wrong? Who had tipped them off? All we had to do was jump the wall and run. But then the bullets started spraying. Krism made it out, she promised to come and get me, so everything was all right? Wrong. All I know is that everyone was shot at least once, and nobody but me can heal. My friends are probably dead, and Krism is out in the middle of a world that doesn't recognize our gifts. If she isn't dead or captured already. 12 years old without anyone to rely on in a government camp. Sounds like a crappy movie. Because that's all my life is, a media attraction. Something to keep people talking, or to stop them talking. I put my head in my hands as one of the officials walked in the room. "Do you have any idea how much trouble you are in?"

Present

In the split second I had after seeing my old best friend, I could either punch or hug her. I opted for both at once. I slugged her arm full force then grabbed her into a bone crushing hug. "What the fuck happened?" I said.

"We can talk later, we need to go now!" She whispered. She dragged me across the beams to the small light, which got bigger to reveal a small window. For those few minutes I completely forgot about Pewds, or the zombies, or the people who had taken me. I wanted answers, and I wanted them now. We climbed the window, and I found myself on the gravel roof of the building. I looked out into the view and I felt my heart stop. We were on an island, a big one, with no land or boat in sight. The sun was in the middle of the sky. I looked at Krism now we were in the light. The only indication that she had aged was that her hair was longer, and she looked more healthy. She caught me staring at her. "What? Did you forget what I looked like?" She laughed.

"What the fuck happened Krism?" I asked bluntly.

She sat down. "What do you mean?"

I stood in front of her. "I mean what I said, what the fuck happened. You said you would come back for me, and you didn't."

She sighed and looked me in the eye," It got complicated."

I raised my eyebrows with annoyance," What do you mean 'it got complicated'?"

She stood again and walked towards the edge of the building," I met-"

"Minx?" I interrupted. She turned and looked at me. "I know everything Krism. Because I was the only person that didn't die, they gave me a laptop. It was kind of a 'sorry for killing your friends and shooting you 4 times and thank you for not dying' present. I hacked it and got internet."

"Everyone... Died?" She said slowly.

"Yep. Depressing isn't it Krism? Out of the 10 of us that could of escaped only 2 of us are still alive." I sat beside her.

"I'm... I'm sorry Cy." She said.

"Its not your fault. It's just pissed me off that I actually met you after so long." I hugged her and she hugged me back. "Am I still your little sister?" I chucked.

"You always have been."

"Its funny, because I have known you nearly my entire life and I was still a little star struck when I saw you. I haven't had an moment that awkward. Except when I met..." My voice trailed off as I realized that Pewdiepie had gone missing. I stood up.

"What's wrong?"

"Have you seen Pewdiepie?" I asked.

"No... Is he here too?"

"You were in the fucking roof, how didn't you see him?"

She opened her mouth to answer but she was interrupted by the dreaded crackling," Well done, you figured out how to hide from the walkers. Something the games failed to let their characters do."

"Where is Pewdiepie you son of a bitch?" I shouted. I looked around for a source of sound.

"He is safe, but its time for the game to end." The sun fell down the sky, automatically making it almost sunset, much to myself and Krisms anger. "Make it to the door" A white light lit up not very far in the distance," Before nightfall, and you will be rewarded greatly. Try to escape, and that reward might just turn into a punishment." The voice crackled off." Krism started walking around the top of the building.

Krisms POV

We could go back down, but the herd might still be there. I looked around for a solution. But then I noticed, the chain of buildings leading from ours to the door. "Come on, we're going running." I said to the 14 year old. I took a running jump to the next building but I misjudged the gap and how much lower it was then ours. I barely made the jump and I rolled, my legs popping out of place and cracking, then I lost feeling. I screamed and Cy landed next me.

"Oh my fucking god..." She said when she looked at my legs. She got on her knees as I cried.

See what I mean? This was too long and I feel like this was really dull so I ended it with KrismPro breaking her back. This DID NOT go how I want, but its a good plot fill, so more drama, blood and gore later or tomorrow. Here's a little piece I'm gonna tease you with:

"Can't decide? Well we will flip a coin. Heads for the queen." A metallic ping came out of the speaker. "Long live the queen." A gunshot rang out, and the most high pitched, inhuman scream came from Krism. Pewdiepie had gone white, and for me, I fell to my knee's. The pressure on my head felt like I was trapped in a vice. I had to do this. For them. For Krism. For everyone...

You like? And that's not even the end! Never fizzle out Sparklers!