Two months later and the Mallrats were in a completely different situation: they were being held in Ebony's old hotel by a bunch of crazies who seemingly called themselves 'The Chosen'.
"The Guardian will come to speak to you soon." Said a guard, in a rather forceful voice.
"Not again!?" Amber whispered into Bray's ear.
"Silence!" Yelled another guard, as the door was slammed shut. The group was left to sit in the semi-darkness once again.
"Can I ask you something?" Bray whispered to Amber, checking they were out of earshot of the others.
"Sure, go ahead."
"If...no, when we get out of here, will you..."
"Yes, I'd love to." Amber cut in, knowing what he was going to say.
"How do you know what I was going to say?"
"Ah, I have my ways..." She cuddled closer to Bray and Beth, and they both smiled.
The Guardian stormed out of the room. Yet again, how rude they'd been to the word of Zoot! Yet again, they hadn't even let him speak properly. He had been angry with them ever since Trudy had declined being the Supreme Mother. Oh well, he'd have his revenge on them soon enough.
"Get me the one called Bray." He ordered, and one of the guards hurried away. A minute later they returned, holding Bray.
"Thank you guards. Nice of you to join me Bray." The Guardian sneered.
"Not that I had much choice! What do you want with me anyway?" Bray spat back.
"I thought you would be able to answer me that, brother of Zoot! You should be one of the first to want to join the cause, you're privileged; You're his brother, you have the same blood as him! What the rest of us would give to have that!"
"Well it doesn't seem all that special to me, having a dead brother who you constantly get reminded of!"
"So you're not going to join The Chosen then?" The Guardian smiled, evilly.
"No." Bray said loudly.
"Oh well, you'll have to pay then. Lock him up, away from the others." The Guardian motioned to the guards to take him away. "I want him executed, tonight!" He yelled after them.
The door opened, and the Mallrats looked up in hope. Bray hadn't returned yet.
"Come with me." A guard said.
"Where are we going? Where's Bray? You can't keep us locked up like this!" Amber yelled back.
"I advise you to shut your mouth, or something bad will happen to you, too." The guard replied.
"Too?! What's happened!?" Amber backed into a wall, tears running down her face.
"All will be revealed in time." The guard said, leading them outside.
Amber's face went pale. There he was. Bray, tied up, and the guardian holding a torch. She tried to run towards Bray, but Trudy held her back.
"No Amber, you heard the guard!" She hissed.
"I don't care! He's...he's..." Amber broke down, gripping Beth even tighter.
It was nearly over; The Guardian was walking towards Bray.
"Amber, I love you!" Bray called out.
"I love you too!" Amber replied as The Guardian reached him. "NO!" She turned and ran.
A few weeks later it was all over. When the Chosen realised that their leader was mad, that he had killed someone, they abandoned him bit by bit. Despite his efforts to keep the Chosen alive, he failed, and had disappeared.
Amber sat on her bed writing a letter. She had decided she couldn't carry on as normal on her own. After reading over the letter once more, and putting it over her diaries, Amber picked up the bottle that had been sitting on her pillow all along, and drank the contents. Her hand went limp, dropping the bottle, and landing next to the letter. Her lifeless body waiting, just waiting for someone to find her in the morning.
Dear Beth,
I'm sorry you had to grow up an orphan, but I couldn't cope any more. If you give me a chance and read this letter, you'll understand why I did what I did. I hope the others looked after you well. Hopefully this letter will be passed onto you when you're old enough to understand.
Maybe by the time you read this, one of the others will have explained what the virus did to our parents. We were left to fend for ourselves, a bit like you really. No adults at all. It was hard to begin with, so we form tribes to survive.
I decided to leave you my diaries. The first one started after the virus struck, when I no longer had my parents to talk to. No doubt you'll find a lot about Bray (your dad) in there. I started a new one after Ebony told me a lie, and I left to start a new life. The other's believed I was dead, and Bray was hit worst by it - just like I was hit worst by his death. But this time I know he is dead, not pretending, like I was. When I realised that what Ebony had told me wasn't true, I couldn't come back. I was pregnant with you.
If I were still alive now, you would have a little brother or sister. I didn't even get a chance to tell Bray, so I didn't tell the others either.
The other's will always remember me like I was before I died; People who die young remain young forever. It will be strange for you to think of me as your mother when you're older than I ever was.
I really wish I could see you grow up, but I really couldn't carry on without your dad. I was too much in love. He asked me to marry him the day he died, but that dream never came true.
All I want to say now is try not to make he same mistakes as me.
Love Amber
#I entered the room
Sat by your bed all through the night
I watched your daily fight
I hardly knew
The pain was almost more
Than I could bear
And still I hear
Your last words to me
Heaven is a place nearby
So I won't be so far away
And if you try and look for me
Maybe you'll find me someday
Heaven is a place nearby
So there's no need to say goodbye
I wanna ask you not to cry
I'll always be by your side#
THE END.
"The Guardian will come to speak to you soon." Said a guard, in a rather forceful voice.
"Not again!?" Amber whispered into Bray's ear.
"Silence!" Yelled another guard, as the door was slammed shut. The group was left to sit in the semi-darkness once again.
"Can I ask you something?" Bray whispered to Amber, checking they were out of earshot of the others.
"Sure, go ahead."
"If...no, when we get out of here, will you..."
"Yes, I'd love to." Amber cut in, knowing what he was going to say.
"How do you know what I was going to say?"
"Ah, I have my ways..." She cuddled closer to Bray and Beth, and they both smiled.
The Guardian stormed out of the room. Yet again, how rude they'd been to the word of Zoot! Yet again, they hadn't even let him speak properly. He had been angry with them ever since Trudy had declined being the Supreme Mother. Oh well, he'd have his revenge on them soon enough.
"Get me the one called Bray." He ordered, and one of the guards hurried away. A minute later they returned, holding Bray.
"Thank you guards. Nice of you to join me Bray." The Guardian sneered.
"Not that I had much choice! What do you want with me anyway?" Bray spat back.
"I thought you would be able to answer me that, brother of Zoot! You should be one of the first to want to join the cause, you're privileged; You're his brother, you have the same blood as him! What the rest of us would give to have that!"
"Well it doesn't seem all that special to me, having a dead brother who you constantly get reminded of!"
"So you're not going to join The Chosen then?" The Guardian smiled, evilly.
"No." Bray said loudly.
"Oh well, you'll have to pay then. Lock him up, away from the others." The Guardian motioned to the guards to take him away. "I want him executed, tonight!" He yelled after them.
The door opened, and the Mallrats looked up in hope. Bray hadn't returned yet.
"Come with me." A guard said.
"Where are we going? Where's Bray? You can't keep us locked up like this!" Amber yelled back.
"I advise you to shut your mouth, or something bad will happen to you, too." The guard replied.
"Too?! What's happened!?" Amber backed into a wall, tears running down her face.
"All will be revealed in time." The guard said, leading them outside.
Amber's face went pale. There he was. Bray, tied up, and the guardian holding a torch. She tried to run towards Bray, but Trudy held her back.
"No Amber, you heard the guard!" She hissed.
"I don't care! He's...he's..." Amber broke down, gripping Beth even tighter.
It was nearly over; The Guardian was walking towards Bray.
"Amber, I love you!" Bray called out.
"I love you too!" Amber replied as The Guardian reached him. "NO!" She turned and ran.
A few weeks later it was all over. When the Chosen realised that their leader was mad, that he had killed someone, they abandoned him bit by bit. Despite his efforts to keep the Chosen alive, he failed, and had disappeared.
Amber sat on her bed writing a letter. She had decided she couldn't carry on as normal on her own. After reading over the letter once more, and putting it over her diaries, Amber picked up the bottle that had been sitting on her pillow all along, and drank the contents. Her hand went limp, dropping the bottle, and landing next to the letter. Her lifeless body waiting, just waiting for someone to find her in the morning.
Dear Beth,
I'm sorry you had to grow up an orphan, but I couldn't cope any more. If you give me a chance and read this letter, you'll understand why I did what I did. I hope the others looked after you well. Hopefully this letter will be passed onto you when you're old enough to understand.
Maybe by the time you read this, one of the others will have explained what the virus did to our parents. We were left to fend for ourselves, a bit like you really. No adults at all. It was hard to begin with, so we form tribes to survive.
I decided to leave you my diaries. The first one started after the virus struck, when I no longer had my parents to talk to. No doubt you'll find a lot about Bray (your dad) in there. I started a new one after Ebony told me a lie, and I left to start a new life. The other's believed I was dead, and Bray was hit worst by it - just like I was hit worst by his death. But this time I know he is dead, not pretending, like I was. When I realised that what Ebony had told me wasn't true, I couldn't come back. I was pregnant with you.
If I were still alive now, you would have a little brother or sister. I didn't even get a chance to tell Bray, so I didn't tell the others either.
The other's will always remember me like I was before I died; People who die young remain young forever. It will be strange for you to think of me as your mother when you're older than I ever was.
I really wish I could see you grow up, but I really couldn't carry on without your dad. I was too much in love. He asked me to marry him the day he died, but that dream never came true.
All I want to say now is try not to make he same mistakes as me.
Love Amber
#I entered the room
Sat by your bed all through the night
I watched your daily fight
I hardly knew
The pain was almost more
Than I could bear
And still I hear
Your last words to me
Heaven is a place nearby
So I won't be so far away
And if you try and look for me
Maybe you'll find me someday
Heaven is a place nearby
So there's no need to say goodbye
I wanna ask you not to cry
I'll always be by your side#
THE END.
