The rain has started to fall in the place they call Terminal City, I see, as I gaze at the TV. I sit here thousands of miles away in New York, in a cocktail bar watching my sister on big screen TV.
Maxie, leader of transgenics and heroine of our kind.
I never would have imagined our lives would have turned out this way not in a million years.
Now some guy is on TV talking about my brother Zane, the mechanic with his long mane of hair and that stupid dog Zack always told him to get shot of.
Our lives were not meant to be this way…
Ben who gave us all something to believe in was sick inside; his time at Manticore had damaged him beyond repair. He became a mass murderer who asked his sister to kill him rather than be taken back to the place that broke his spirit.
Then there was Brin who would have died had Max and Zack not taken her back, Brin who was returned to the existence we had longed to escape, she became the good little soldier she was created to be, Brin who Max left chained to a pipe in the corridor when she raised Manticore to the ground.
Tinga, the living lab rat who refused to give up her son to the place that spawned her. Max promised Case his Mummy would come back. She lied, Tinga died in Max's arms the night she and Zack tried to free her.
Seth, my brother, who plunged to his death over the side of the space needle rather than return to the place that only ever caused us pain.
Syl and Krit, always inseparable helped bring Manticore down and then disappeared into the darkness, together but untraceable.
Zack, my big brother, the strongest of us all, he only had one weakness, 452 Maxie, whom he could never forget, Max who he suffered intolerable torture and died for, who stole his heart, Max who has unwittingly killed her siblings.
I never thought it would be this way, that Max who never stopped searching for us would one day eventually destroy those she claimed to love most and any chance we ever had of a ordinary life outside of the place we thought was hell.
I watch her stand proudly amongst those freaks and wonder if she traded us in for a new family, for the power and the status that comes with her newfound position as transgenic queen.
I know that Zack would want me to go to her, but I can't because I am not him or Max, I am me. Jondy.