Sibling Bond VI

The End

A/N: Oh my God, I am such a slacker, I am really, really sorry everyone. To anyone who read the story before and is reading the end now, thank you so much. You don't know how much that means to me. I don't want any unfinished stories, so here I am what? A year later? Yeah, basically, finishing this story. I hope you all like it. –Nova~*~ (formerly Ani-Bookworm#1)

Marco: I told them to run. That we had to get out of here, so we had to run and fast. I didn't know what else to say, I mean, here was my worst nightmare coming true. Two of the people I care most about in the world, in danger of losing their lives…all because of me.

I took off, never looking behind me, racing through the crowds, trusting my instinct when it told me that Debbie and Trisha were behind me.

My thoughts were racing in my head, swirling around tumbling over one another like clothes in a dryer. Flashes of not-so-distant memories whirled in front of my eyes in some sort of sadistic tornado…

~~ "We have to get out of here." I mumbled. "Now"

I tore off my oxygen mask, ignoring any pain…pain was irrelevant, I could morph pain away later, I had been in worse pain then this but oh it hurt…

~~ I leapt from the stretcher, the two yeerk-infested guys' eyes widening as they watched. Before they could react I grabbed Trisha and Debbie by an arm each.

"Run." I told them in one strangled syllable.

"Marco what's going on?!" Trisha demanded, fear etched across her face and laced through her words.

"Just trust me damnit! Run!"

So we ran.

Seconds later I heard the worst sound I think I'll ever hear…worse than any sound in any battle…

The slice of a Dracon beam through the air, and the scream of my older sister once lost, then found. Only to be lost again.

"Debbie!" I screamed, stopping where I was and turning on my heel to run to her. But blood was seeping from a wound in her forehead, and her eyes stared blankly at me. I turned away from the view to be greeted by the sight of Trisha's throat being sliced by a Hork Bajir.

Why were they out in public? Why were they here? Why were they killing these two innocent people? What have I done?!?!

It didn't make sense to me…the yeerks were a secret! No one knew! They didn't come out in public! This couldn't be happening! It could not be happening!

It was…

I was crying, I didn't even realize…

The fight would have to go on without me…

I felt too guilty…

I never felt guilt…we were doing what was right…we were the heroes…

But this was wrong…

This has got to…

Stop.

***

"In news this morning, in a small town just West of Winnemucca, Nevada there was a terrible bus accident. The death toll covers the entire bus, even though emergency vehicles did arrive at the scene. 17 women, 12 men, and 24 children were registered to be on the bus, and have been proven to be deceased, though their names were not to be released. Several feet away from the bus were scorch marks on the road and the bodies of three unknown teens. Police suspect foul play. Back to you Herb."

The End.

A/N: sorry for the abrupt ending, I just felt the need for closure. I hope you all enjoyed reading this series…thank you all. Bye.—Nova~*~