Hi all!!
You guys are going to hate me at the end of this one. You really are! If you thought the last one was bad, you haven't seen nothing yet!
I'm having so much fun with this, I can't believe it's almost over. But it is! And that makes me sad. So I have a question for all you guys. Should I do a sequel to this one? There is only ones more chapter left, and maybe we want to change that.
Just maybe.
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Thank you everyone, and enjoy the fic!!! (Cliffhanger included.)
Chapter Seven
Community
Asher nodded to each person, young and old, and they ran off with heavy burdens. Some of them he knew, would never come back. He waited untill last before turning to Duke and Jake, who were still leaning over the empty tube of the huge purple fire work.
As he slung a large pack to his shoulders Duke muttered to himself, I feel like a mule.
"What's a mule? Asher asked/
Duke rolled his eyes, and Jake told him, A small horse, a beast of burden.
I see. Asher said, not really understanding at all. The twins launched themselves to their feet with practiced ease, and took off together, splitting after a short way.
Asher sighed, and began to set another fire work.
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Jonas' group slunk through the shadows, avoiding friend and for. They walked as quietly as possible thought the thick underbrush that lined the for of the meadow near the Community. Fiona gestured, and they headed for the target.
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Goren watched through a window as fireworks became more frequent. He saw adults that had to be the enemy, chasing smaller figures, who darted into the shadows and alleys, he hadn't seen one caught yet. The Elder must be starting to worry.
Just then a intruder alert went off. Goren whirled and began to run down the hall shouting orders as he went, this was no joy ride he reminded himself. He'd be in every bit as much danger as the kids. He saw his mother in law slightly ahead of him, he shouted for her to wait.
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Jonas' group met up with no resistance as they crept closer to the small building, but looks could be deceiving, he knew, and he wasn't taking any chances.
Fiona beckoned for him to come up by her, she began to whisper the plan as the crawled through the thick bushed surrounding the Generator Building.
There are going to be guards, but I hope not as many, because of the havoc we are causing, but either way, this won't be easy. We have no clue on how to shut the Generator down, we are going to have to guess, or destroy it.
Just then, a door he hadn't noticed on the Building's wall opened, and half a dozen gourds came rushing out. Fiona put a long slender finger to her mouth, and they all fell silent.
Suddenly, one of their own men began to yell, They are over here!Hurry! Over here.
Jonas swore under his breath, Come on, cover's blown, get inside anyway you can!
Their group scattered, but there were more guards than attackers, and most were quickly overcome.
Jonas had launched himself up a tree, a skill he hadn't even known he had., from his hiding spot, he could see their group being rounded up by guards, he also saw Fiona, crouching the the brush they'd all run from, and Jinkie, a man of about sixty, hiding behind another tree. The other four members of their team, and the traitor, were going into the building.
Be careful, there are still three more out there! Yondo, the traitor shouted, The three that are mussing are the most dangerous, don't be fooled by their youth, or by the Old.
Jonas was tempted to spit at Yondo's retreating back, but he knew it would accomplish nothing, and likely get him captured.
After the door again shut, Jonas slid down from the tree. He embraced Fiona as she got out of the bush. Jinkie walked up to them.
We have half of the team we started with. Can we still do it? Jinkie asked
Fiona's face hardened, Of course we can! We'll just have too try harder, that's all.
First we have to get inside. Jinkie said.
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Duke ducked into a dark alley, as even more grown people ran by. Where were they all coming from? Sighing, he began to prepare yet another firework, lit it an ran for dear life!
He ran out of the alley, and smacked into a guard. Now I've got you!
Not on your life he thought, then dropped to the ground and scrambled thought the tall man's legs, jumped to his feet and began to run. At that point, the firework went off,
and the guard had something else to worry about.
That was too close.' Duke thought, and vowed to be more careful.
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Granny thumped a pipe onto a large mans head. He dropped like a stone.
Nearby, other people were in similar fights with guards, and most were winning by shear numbers, the guards hadn't been expecting retaliation from the Old. Well they'd show them. Granny swung her pipe at yet another guard, she heard bones bend with a resounding WHAP!
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Jinkie tapped a knuckle onto the place where the door had appeared. They were about ready to give up, and Jinkie leaned onto the wall, then seemed to fall into solid wall!
They heard Jinkie's voice call from inside. It wasn't a real wall, why didn't we notice before.
You know, he's right. Jonas commented.
Oh well, we are in right? That's what matters! Fiona shrugged.
Fiona's hand reached for Jonas', he clasped it. They walked through the wall.
Inside, they found an empty hallway. It was pained white, and went on for about thirty feet, then seemed to drop from sight.
It's a staircase. Jinkie told them. Fiona nodded.
Jonas shrugged. Should we find the others or just go for the generator?
Fiona looked torn between saving her team, and stopping the very think that kept her community in horrible bondage.
She made up her mind quickly however. We go after the generator.
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Asher's head was spinning. People were running everywhere, and he couldn't tell who was who. Or which side they were on, all he knew was to avoid the guards and to set another, and another firework. Fiona is depending on me, he thought.
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The Giver walked down the now empty hallway. He had helped as much as he could, but he was just too run down with the effort. He could help by organizing, where his own strength could not let him down. As he turned into the office, he called out,
But it was not the slender youth that answered him.
Hello Giver. It was all the Giver could do not to gape with his mouth open. He was staring at his son.
Hello Father. Never expected to see me, did you? Well, here I am! I've been ordered to kill you Father. But lets have a bit of fun first, shall we?
This isn't happening.
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Goren felt like he was going to pass out. People blurred together. It wasn't many fights with many people, it was a long, horrible fight with one, immortal man. He lived for the next swing, the next punch. But he lived.
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Jake wasn't having much trouble. He had always been the more careful of he and his brother, he peered around corners before going around them, he hadn't met too close up with any men yet. But he was running out of fireworks.
He looked around the next dwelling.
He heard voices. Now I've got you you, you animal!
A small girl, she could not be more the ten, he recognized her for his team, was being grabbed by a guard. His blood boiled. They don't care about anything! Not even the continuation of their race!
He barreled around the corner.
Surprised, the guard let go of the girl. He yelled, Get out of here! She took his advice.
At the last minute, he avoided a collision with the burly guard, and ran straight into a dwelling. The door had been hanging open. And there were no locks around here.
He ran through the little house, and in the eating room, he threw open the window and dove out. The guard was too big to follow.
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Jonas edged down the stairs. He was first, but Fiona was right behind him, and Jinkie took up the rear.
All at once, the stairway seemed to become darker, Jonas realized the the white paint had ceased. Now the walls were plain cement. The ovehead rlights had changed from bright overheads, to little bulbs. The whole stairway seemed to hav e jumped out at him.
Jonas' stepped down again, then almost fell over. Well, that's one way to realize the the stairs have stopped.
There was a door partially opened to his left, and ahead of him the dark hall continued.
As he passed the door, he looked inside. Just as quickly, he looked away. They were desperate. There were no guards in sight. The dead do not need one.
Resolutely, he kept going. But it took all his will. All his strength to not lose, right here.
Fiona had looked in, then as he had quickly out. Jinkie didn't even look. He'd had friends in there.
After a bit, another door came up. From within this one, he heard voices.
He quickly slid past the doorway, not making a sound. Fiona did the same. Then Jinkie. In relief, they kept going.
Suddenly, Jinkie sneezed.
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Granny had nobody to fight for the moment, Whoo-ee! I haven't worked like that for years!
Then she sobered. People were risking their lives tonight. She just hoped they won.
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Duke was heading back to the House of The Old. He was out of Fireworks, and he thought he could do more good there than here. AS the big building came into sight. He realize that this war meant just the same to these people as his life meant to him. Only for him, others had made that sacrifice, like Granny.
Suddenly, someone grabbed him from behind.
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The voices in the small room stopped. Then they came running out. He could hear their footsteps, closer and closer to the door.
Jonas threw caution to the winds. He ran. He heard Fiona's light step right behind him, but then he heard Jinkie shout. They had him.
Take that you bastard!! And that! Or maybe not.
Go Jonas! The Generator is at the end of this hall! Then her footsteps stopped, and he heard Fiona's shouts join Jinkie's.
He was tempted to go back to them. Oh so tempted. But he didn't. They had given him the time he needed. He ran, faster than he'd ever run before!
All at once the walls spread out, he was there. In front of him was a huge panel. What button? What button!! His hand went back and forth over the panel, almost touching, then pulling up.
Little Jonas scared? Scared he will push the wrong button? Which one little Jonas? Which one?
Defiantly he lowered his hand, GET OUT OF MY HEAD! He aimed for a small red button. Closer.... closer....
Then wham! Something grabbed his foot from behind, his elbow slammed in the panel. Then, everything went dark.
~Siti~