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Author: Ivory Core
Title: The Ultimate Weapon
Chapter 11: Meeting Claire and the baby
April Oliver stumbled, slipped, and even crawled towards the crash sight. Locke would of course try and help her, but she would once again fight his hold and try to walk on her own.
"April, I'm just trying to help." Locke said for the thousands time as he tried to lift April up from the ground, since she fell to her knees, while April pushed his hands away.
But she didn't even have the strength to push away. She just swatted his hands away.
"I'm fine John. I'm just…just weak. That's all." April explained as she slowly got up while bracing on her knees.
"But why are you weak?" Locke asked.
April sighed in otter annoyance, like it was so simple on why she was feeling the way she was at that moment.
"Because Mr. Locke, I haven't used my own legs for a long time…a long time." April stated.
Unable to go any further, not unless April wanted to continuously fall on her face, April sat down on one of the blue seats that were stuck in the sand.
Locke sat down on the seat that was next to her.
"Do you know what it feels like to suddenly be able to walk again? Or even to be finally free?" April asked, her gaze turning towards Locke.
"Mr. Locke, I have been trapped in ways that not even your imagination can come up with. Now that I am free, it takes a lot out of someone…especially someone like me." April explained.
April then leaned her head on the seat and breathed in deeply.
I said too much. I shouldn't have stated the part about being trapped beyond Locke's imagination. But I had to explain to him…of what little I could explain…
April's thoughts were interrupted by the voice of John Locke.
"You're wrong you know." He suddenly spoke out.
April opened her eyes and turned her head to the side so that she would get a better look at Locke.
He wasn't looking at her though. His gaze was directed towards the waves that would break on the sand.
April was about to ask Locke on what did he mean, but Locke suddenly continued.
"You're wrong in the fact that I don't know what it feels like to be able to walk again…to be free. I know what it feels like to suddenly be able to walk…to feel freedom."
He then turned his gaze from the waves to look straight into April's hazel eyes.
"I too was trapped in a wheelchair April." Locke explained.
April eyes expanded in shock at this piece of news. Suddenly Locke placed his finger to his lips.
"I'll keep your secret, if you keep mine." Locke said while smiling.
April returned the smile with gratitude.
He was trapped too in a wheelchair. He will never know what I went through in my life, but at least he knows the value of finally being free to walk on your own.
"It's a deal John." April stated with a smile.
But as April suddenly smiled it quickly vanished as what they were looking for came rushing back into Aprils mind.
"Mr. Locke… I need your help." April stated while swallowing her pride.
Asking for help was something that April was never good at and she rarely gave help to someone else. She had always tried to keep things to herself…maybe that's why she was still alive.
Yeah. Thanks to you on not helping the others escape…it costs them their lives!
April shook her head from those unpleasant memories and turned towards Locke.
"It's going to take me forever to look through this place for one suitcase. I need your help to find it."
"What does the suitcase look like?" Locke asked.
"It's silver, hard plating. Possibly unbreakable if you don't have the key." April stated.
"Do you have the key?"
Inwardly April laughed.
"In a way I do." April replied.
Locke then nodded, that was all he needn't to know…for now.
"Ok then, I'll search around over there while you search on this side." Locke stated while getting up.
April nodded her head and tried to stand up and failed. Locke reached his hand down towards April who grasped it and was soon pulled up to her feet.
She immediately wobbled, but didn't fall.
"Oh! And John, the suitcase may be inside a pouch behind…my wheelchair." April said.
"What does your wheelchair look like?" Locke asked.
April answered but she was not facing him. She was staring at her hands, like they were the most interesting thing in the world.
"My wheelchair? You'll know it when you see it. That wheelchair was meant so that no one could escape from it." April stated a little above a whisper…yet with so much feeling of inner hatred and fear.
Locke turned towards April and watched as she slowly walked towards a couple of people who were digging for their own luggage.
What could have happened to April that would make her that way? Unable to except help while hiding so much anger in side of her.
Locke, with one last look towards April, turned towards the other side of the crashed plane. He would try to help April…as much as he could. And finding this suitcase, since it seemed to hold a deadly weapon inside, was in the top of the list of things to do.
April Oliver stepped up towards a group of people who were sitting down on the sand sorting through the luggage. One of the people was a young woman who appeared to be pregnant.
As April approached the group, the young woman looked up and smiled towards April.
"Hey." She said towards April as she walked up to her.
"How are you feeling?" She asked.
April looked down at the girl in puzzlement.
"I saw that you were going into seizures a little while ago. Are you doing better?"
"Oh yes, I'm fine. Thank you for asking." April said.
"Would you mind if I…?" April suggested while motioning if she could sit.
"Oh yeah, go ahead." She stated while scooting over so that April could sit down.
April did and made herself comfortable on the sand.
"Thank you. My name's April. What's yours?" April asked.
"Claire." She said with a smile.
April immediately liked the girl. She was petite, but strong that was for sure. Strong in mind and in spirit.
"How are you holding up Claire…with…you know?" April asked as she hesitantly pointed towards the mound on Claire's stomach.
Claire looked down and gently stroked her stomach in a loving motherly way.
"All right. It's just….I hope we get rescued soon. Because I'm due soon and I can't be here…" Claire broke up while biting her lip.
April then gently placed her hand over Claire's hand that was placed over her belly. April closed her eyes and softly smiled to herself.
Claire looked towards April in confusion, but suddenly jumped as her baby kicked…once…twice…four times.
"But…how….what?" April sputtered as she felt her baby kick.
April's smile slightly faltered and she removed her hand from Claire's. She then looked toward Claire, who was looking at her in puzzlement and wonder.
"Your baby is very healthy…and happy I might add." April stated while at the same time giving Clair a very strange look.
"Thank you." Claire said after a slight pause. She then turned her attention back to the luggage she was looking through.
She felt strange though. When April had touched her, she had suddenly felt like someone gave you a harmless spark. You know when you get charged and you touch someone? A small spark comes from your fingers.
Well in this case, Claire felt that when April had touched her it felt like all of her hairs were standing straight up. And the fact that the baby had suddenly kicked when April had touched her…was just plain weird and creepy.
But in April's point of view, the experience was anything but weird and creepy. It was shock and fear.
That baby…it's one of the generations. The baby…he's like me. Probably even more. Oh god! Not another one…please no. Spare this child from ever being discovered. Please…god…please.
April silently prayed. She prayed that the baby would never be discovered. That he would grow up out of harms way.
As April searched for the suitcase that held the codes to her unwanted purpose, she made it upon herself to protect Claire and her baby.
Just as Locke decided to protect April…so did April decided to protect Claire and the baby.
If she was right, that baby could mean another generation that use more than 10 percent of their minds…
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