The Last Boxing Day

((Disclaimer: Boxing day is a British based holiday that belongs solely to them despite the fact that it's virtually useless, and cloud 9 owns the tribe))

In theory, today was just another boxing day. A day in celebration where families got together to celebrate the holiday all through out New Zealand but he knew better. For them it was a day to open the rest of their gifts that had been untouched through out Christmas the day prior. But he knew better. Martin knew better. Martin knew this would be the last boxing day ever.

The adults were dying. Not today maybe but they would all dead soon. Like his father… like his mother soon would be. Like his teacher would be soon. They would all be dead, and there would be nothing left. He knew there lives would change. Hell it had started at the dance a few weeks ago.

He had finally gotten Trudy in his bed, the dream girl, the love of his life, and now she was all his for as long as it lasted. Soon though, she would have to face a choice join the darkside with him or be a victim to his regime. Power and Chaos was on its way sooner than later. Ebony was already on board and it would only be a short while before they rode into the darkness together- and hopefully with Trudy as his Queen.

Sitting around the Christmas tree in the living with his brother, mother, and Trudy was already making his anger turn. Trudy kept giving Bray these glances, just small ones but they were beginning to upset him. Trudy was his woman. He'd then slip his hand around hers while giving his brother a dark stare before turning back to Trudy.

What he didn't know of course was that Trudy was now pregnant and had found out mere days ago- she know hanging around Bray all the time who agreed to help her in their dark hour. That they would run off together after the adults were done if Martin wasn't deemed to be a parent after tonight- for tonight was the test- whether Martin could be a dad or not to their baby.

"Now Martin isn't this nice? Bray decorated the tree for us, and even wrapped the gifts himself," their mother said with pride looking at her son with a weak smile on her face.

She was already sick- Martin just rolled his eyes, "Yea, saint Bray did such a great job," he mumbled.

Bray put his hand around their mother defensively, "Hey mum why don't you go to the kitchen have a nice glass of water or something. I want a minute with Martin… Trudy can you help her?" Bray inquired.

Trudy nodded quietly trying to keep her head down as she got up and moved to help their mother up, "Come on Mrs. Fielding we'll get something down for you," she said in a meek tone flashing them a fleeting look as they disappeared.

Their mother on the other end was too complacent to even notice Martin's attitude but the snap in his tone had made her shudder- Bray had seen it even if his brother had not.

"Martin! Mum is sick and she might be dying. Trudy came over for a nice quiet night on a very important holiday. And you're making them both uncomfortable with your attitude. Now we have worked hard for this night. I spent hours getting this place decent. Trudy made some food for us, and you're doing nothing but making it a nightmare. If you can't be pleasant for one night for mum's and Trudy's sake then just get the hell outta here- we don't want you here to ruin it," Bray said seriously looking at his brother with anger.

Martin was not going to ruin this night for them. Not after all that had happened, not after all that was going to happen to them all soon enough. Martin could be jerk later right now he needed his brother.

"Fine- I'll be good- for now," he said with gritted teeth as he got up pushing away his still wrapped gift with Bray following as they headed towards the kitchen.

Sitting there eating with Trudy's help was their mother.

"Hey you guys why don't we go back and open those gifts now?" Bray suggested with a smile on his face.

Trudy cast an unsure look towards Martin who then just nodded and motioned for her to join him. Taking his hand he slipped an arm around her as Bray escorted their mother back to the living room all of them taking a seat back on the floor.

"So Trudy what did you and your family do for Christmas?" their mother asked her.

Trudy smiled lightly, "Oh we just had some food, opened some gifts to take with me on the journey," Trudy said lightly.

"Journey? You're going somewhere?"

"Yes, we all are- they've ordered a city evacuation at the turn of the new year," Trudy informed her, "Didn't you hear?"

"No… boys…?" she said looking at them both questionably.

"We just didn't want to upset you, mum. Besides we weren't planning to go without you and we wanted to wait until you better before burdening you with this," Bray replied automatically lying to protect her.

Martin however just rolled his eyes again, "Actually mum- Bray's right we're not going… anywhere. We're going to stay right here in the city- we're gonna go downtown to the newly named Sector 8 and then we're gonna live there. All of us with a new girl- Ebony," Martin told her.

"Ebony?" his mother inquired.

"Ebony?" Bray hissed, "And when we're gonna tell me about this?" he demanded.

"Oh big brother I thought you knew. See Ebony doesn't want to go either. And she was very interested in my ideas from school," he said in a slightly darker voice.

Right away Trudy paled- why did she have a feeling that he hadn't soon forgotten this power and chaos thing? That he was really going to plan to go after this? Suddenly, she felt the need to be out of here- she couldn't raise a baby around this- this monster.

How could he? And Ebony? There was no way that Trudy was going to let Ebony anywhere near any child of hers. She'd kill it. Trudy knew that. She saw Ebony for the evil bitch she was even if Bray hadn't just yet though she had the feeling he was slowly getting the idea since the incident at school days ago.

"Martin- we don't need Ebony with us," Bray argued ignoring the questioning look of their mother and Trudy's panic his eyes focused on his brother.

He had to get Martin to see the light. To see what was wrong with this picture. That Ebony was poison and would not soon change. Bray at first was blind but not anymore. And with Trudy's baby- he couldn't afford to take risks.

"If I say Ebony can stay then she can stay. I don't care what you say, you're not dad- he's dead. And soon all the other adults will die- soon mum will die… and soon this city will be left- left to us… with the chance to take over this place. A chance to rule this city, and the new world. I'm not going to pass that up Bray- not for the world- and Ebony will be my side for it because she wants to be. Now you and Trudy have a decision to make and come tomorrow if you don't make it- then we're going downtown without you," he replied darkly standing up his anger fully showing.

He then took his present- un-wrapped it and then threw it from the window.

"Screw boxing day, screw all holidays, screw this world- from now it's my world- it's my rules, and it's my way or the highway- you have one chance Bray don't blow it," he screamed at the top of his lungs as anger filled his voice he then without warning stormed upstairs and slammed the door.

Their mother jumped at the noises after she had flinched when Martin started to scream like he was an abuser of some kind. A chill had gone up Bray's spine, and Trudy had looked down the entire time with panic filled eyes- her heart racing until she too jumped when the door slammed.

Her gaze then turned back to Bray as a sob escaped her, "Oh Bray," she cried.

Bray then looked at her and then to mother, "Mum- uh can you give Trudy and me a minute alone?" he asked seriously with urgency in his voice.

"Yes, I'll- I'll be in the kitchen," she replied getting up still shaken as a tear escaped her heading towards the kitchen.

As she disappeared, Trudy then threw her arms around Bray as she started to sob, "Oh Bray- god Bray- he can't- he can't be a father to our baby. I can't tell him I'm pregnant. He'll kill me or the baby. Or Ebony will. That tart she'd do it too. Bray, we can't stay here and we can't stay with him. We have to get away Bray far away from him- now Bray now," she cried in his arms.

"I know Trudy- and we will. Tomorrow when he goes to leave with Ebony- we'll stay. We'll stay here- or we'll go another way and hide out- we'll to your parents place if need be and hide out there for some time. We'll figure something out," Bray promised her desperation filling his voice.

He didn't want to worry her but he knew that if tried to go now they'd never stand a chance. They had no supplies and she was barely pregnant now. They had get enough food to last through out her pregnancy or else they might as well give up now… and Bray wasn't for that at all.

"It's just one more day- one more," he said to her as held her.

Trudy nodded as she sobbed his arms until they heard a loud crash. Bray then stopped holding her and ran into the kitchen in a spilt second leaving a shocked Trudy stuck in her place on the floor unable to move.

Bray then darted into the kitchen and saw his mother's body on the floor- paling already- he then went to feel her pulse- there wasn't one. She was dead- he knew it and he had good idea what helped push her to it for the virus hadn't gotten her- it was the knife in the back that had- the one delivered by her son in spirit.

Bray took a deep breath as he held back a cry of his own- she was dead and there was nothing he could do now but take Trudy away from this all and help her. Now was the time- he then slowly walked back out to where Trudy was now sitting holding herself on the ground.

"Come on Trudy- we're going to your house to get supplies and then we're leaving," he announced quietly helping her to her feet and they headed towards the door.

Martin was right- forget boxing day- this was more important- there survival was more important.

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(The next morning)

The doorbell rang at around 6am Ebony was already downstairs trying to make coffee, rolling her eyes and making one final protest Ebony forced herself up towards the door wondering why the hell would show up at this hour.

Were they collecting kids to go these camps already? This early? Couldn't they wait- she hadn't even had time to get her sisters up yet or to find Zoot for that matter.

However, much to own shock when she opened the door standing there was Zoot but not the one she had left the other day at school. No, now he looked different. He was standing in this dark jacket with sliver things on it. Some weird jersey looking shirt with some weird pant, he had a cap with goggles on them. At first, her reaction was to laugh. How stupid could a guy look.

But then when she saw his eyes- and his sharp dark gaze- she couldn't help but smirk instead. The fear and power he gave off. Oh god- it was great. Huge. He looked all powerful. Mighty. Superior. Dark.

"My mother is dead- and the city police are coming in six hours to take us all out. Now is the time to move Ebony- get your sisters ready come to the docks- I have a few guys rounded up who will be joining us…. And then we can begin your test," he replied with a dark smile.

"My test?" she inquired.

"Yes to see if you're truly meant to be my queen, don't disappointment Ebony and whatever you do- don't be late either," he snapped before turning and walking off.

Ebony couldn't help from smile from the doorway as she watched him go- suddenly she had a feeling- a great like they were gonna rule the world one day soon… that soon this would all change for the good and it would put them on top. Now she was looking to the future- to the future without adults or rules- to a future of power and chaos.

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The end