This should be a bit longer seen as I noticed that I haven't got much content in each chapter. I'm not dead just lazy and also tired of everything…

Stan's POV

Everyone here had a story to tell. A long self history no doubt littered with crimes and other acts they might not be so proud of. But that was a story to tell another time. There are more things to worry about now. I stepped a bit further onto the hill looking down at the faces of men and women under me. Faces hardened by the world they had known all of their lives; faces darkened by problems, yet still already leaning towards the bright open gateway to hope. No matter what happened to them these next few days; I know that it will finally be a release from the prison we were confined in.

"You all know why we are here." I said in the most strong voice I had every heard myself in. I was surprised my voice box could make sounds that good.

"We are here because we have been cheated," I continued, "We have been cheated of our lives.

"Cheated by the one government agency which everybody in the world can look up too."

"We have been cheated from a chance at love, a chance at friends."

I noticed many faces fall down to the ground as I said the last sentence. One face in particular fell, a young man named John Barlow. The pain in his heart was shown on his face as I once again let my voice break the silence that enveloped the group like a thick syrup.

"Let yourselves know that now we are all here with our own reasons for going up against the CIA we are all a team. We must act and think as one if we are going to destroy the evil which has ruined our lives and God only knows how many more."

I had to smirk a little at that. God, what more evidence is there for a non-caring or non-existent deity than his life?

"Now let's get to work" I said while stepping back down the snowbank back onto ground level with my new peers.

The house we had decided to take refuge in was one of the old stores the town had used in times of emergency to house food. Surprisingly as soon as I had left the town all the problems and frankly unbelievable things just ceased to happen. It was as if our group was the cause of all the disasters that had happen in that 'quiet' mountain town.

We had already set up our base of operations with all the necessary thinks to make my plan go down. The house we were in was just the same as any other house except the entire place was coated wall to wall, ceiling to floor, with steel plates. I assumed this was because they used to store food in there and didn't want it to get dirty. That idea still didn't stop me thinking it was a bit cliché to have the government's enemy in a metal base.

The computers which Sonia would soon use to hack into the government security system and disable all ground sensors and cameras which would stop the infiltration team from getting the advantage of surprise; were sitting in the corner after being set up by the team. Me, Kayley, Freddy, Jem and Tori would enter through the front door and take out the unorganised resistance that they would come across. CIA bases aren't that manned for a full scale battle but they would still have some pretty able bodyguards and of typical security. John would we on the roof of a nearby building and spot any human sentries and either take them out or tell the ground team when to move. I was not going to have no innocent blood on my hands anymore; even if they were working for the wrong people they still had no hand in this. I would replace John's ammunition with sleeper darts only to be used in emergencies to avoid suspicion.

It took many hours of precise planning and discussion before we all agreed on the plan. Then each of us retired to individual rooms we had in the house. All preparing for the fight both mentally and physically.

I was on the balcony of the house staring up at the cloudless night sky. A shooting star flew past igniting the sky for a few seconds and it was at that time I reflected on my life. All this time I had been running, fighting a lost cause just because I didn't want to face the loss of my family. Those memories still haunt my dreams to this day. Yet still I feel prepared now, ready to face my past life with no doubts in my mind that it was destiny which brought him the tragedy.

I was still sitting on the balcony when I heard footsteps behind me. Lazily I turned my head towards the sound to be greeted with the warm sight of Kayley. I couldn't help myself but smile at he perfect appearance. Even with all the tension of this night she was still perfect as ever. You shouldn't be thinking about her like that, she's Kyle's sister. The one you killed! My features fell and Kayley seemed to notice my sudden change in expression.

"It's okay you know." She said softly while moving to lean on the railing with me.

"How can it be okay!" I yelled back. "I killed my best friend; your brother! How can you forgive me after all I have put you and all the rest of my friends through?"

Kayley just looked at me with a gentle smile.

"Sometimes it's best to forgive and move on," she said "we can't just go on with our lives with anger and hate in our hearts. It will destroy us from the inside out of we keep it locked up."

"I think that's probably the best thing I have ever heard anyone say." I answer truthfully. She was so right it hurt. I had been so angry at the world for what had happened I threw away everything I had. The next thing I said just came naturally to me. Like it was my heart talking and not me.

"I have been waiting my whole life for someone like you." Then my lips met her's. I was worried at first when I felt her flinch in surprise. Had I done the wrong thing? Does she now hate me? Does she still hate me for Kyle even though she said what she just said? All worries subsided when she kissed back. Her lips battled with mine for dominace of the kiss. The moment seemed to last all eternity for the young adults that fate had ruthlessly made it's puppets. For the first time since they were teenagers both felt completely safe and complete. Their lips broke and both of them made a gasp for air.

"Whatever happens tomorrow Stan," Kayley spoke up, her emerald eyes boring into his electric blue ones. "I love you."

"I love you too" As if it had been planned, Stan's iPod came to life inside his stereo and started playing Stan's favourite song.

What do you say?
What do you think about miracles?
Miracles are somethings you dream about
We are looking for a new way out
Slipping away,losing all sense of reality
Sacrifice, love and democracy
We burn it all down
Cos all our lives
We're waiting for something new
Waiting for someone like you

Stan and Kayley embraced as they lay down on the floor, huddled together, looking at the starry sky.

We are the people
Who let this whole thing go
Just like the people you know
We are the reason
We're blinded by the goal
We are the people, you know

Burning away
Light in the sky so you can bring us home
Further, further down an open road
We've torn it all down
Why do we pray, why do we talk about angels?
Flying with their golden wings
We've burned it all down

Cos all our lives
We're waiting for something new
Waiting for someone like you

We are the people
Who let this whole thing go
Just like the people you know
We are the reason
We're blinded by the goal
We are the people you know

Step it up again
We can be silenced

"I'm not going to let anything happen to you Kayley." I whispered

We can be brave

"For Kyle's sake."

We can be broken

"We will win."

All can be saved
It's the rest of our lives

Finished! I'm sorry for the time it has taken me to update but I was waiting for the right inspiration. I can tell you that that song has given me the best soundtrack and it kind of sums up the entire fic. It is called 'We are the people' and is by a very underrated band named Feeder. All of their music is great and it really amplifys the emotion in this story so if you want to re read it then the song is on YouTube.

-Jammerjcd