Chapter 4: The Deathwatch

The saga continues as the bomb kept ticking,

"Escape now while you can! Leave me alone here! I'll do what it takes just to keep you two alive, now go!" He blasted out from his mouth. Fiona, in the other hand. Confused and dazed by what he said, unwittingly uttering words that spoke her mind.

"You're crazy, Roxas... I know you won't do this, you won't... right? RIGHT!" Fiona shouted,

"Oh yes, I am... I may not return but my memory will always remain..." The non-regretful Roxas said in forwardness.

"On T minus 1 minute." The system dictated.

"Please, go now... I'll stay here so the bomb won't trigger until you leave!" Roxas said, but now... more bluntly.

"Your life will not go unlived, Roxas. We promise you that your death won't go in vain." Vladimir hinted with one ounce of hope, they dashed through the closing metal doors, slid through the tables and the doors... there was one second left, and now... what should they do? Then out of the blue, a barrier surrounded them, Roxas activated the watch only for them!

"Roxas... why did you have to do this stupid stuff... why... I know that you're hiding secrets from me... but you're not the only one, Roxas... not at all! I've... I've really... really liked you, very, very much..." Her voice cackled in sorrow, tears streaming down her face... angst seen all over her face,

"I know this is hard for you, Fiona... but you have... to let go." Then a bead of moisture fell from Vladimir's face.

"He... he's gone, I can't... believe that he's really gone..." They exited the laboratory in tears as nuclear radiation devoured the whole place.

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Then inside the laboratory, somebody coughs out...

"Sheesh, what a blast! At least I'm alive, unsteady though... time to invent a new watc-" His last words were finally versed as he faltered to the ground. Will I still live up to it? Oh mighty Euripides, save me. The last thought that ran through his mind before fainting. The missiles may have not been launched, but is that the last of him?

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A year had passed, the society always felt distressed, tears broke down their might, and eyes left high and dry looking at the empty seat in the very edge of the highest corner that wasn't occupied anymore. Or will, sooner or later,

"Order! Order! There's no time for chat fests and that entire ruckus going on." The chairman cried out.

"Roxas, how I wish someday you'd come back..." Fiona mournfully implored.

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Meanwhile, in Roxas' apartment...

"Well, Roxas... you've finally quitted the society. Guess you won't see her again, looking at the photos in the wall, showing Roxas asleep at the back seat and Fiona sleeping beside him. He sighs in anxiety.

"Wish I could've stayed longer in her arms, but she's better off with someone else... but if I won't act now, she might be taken by some other guy! Nah... It's for the better if I stay here." He alleged for the final decision.

No, Roxas... If everyone gets their soul mate, then she might be the one for you... Don't think if somebody else's better than you, but think that you're better than them for her! If you don't make things happen, nothing will chain to what's going on now! His mind manifested finally. As he pulled out something like a small, red velvet box in his trench coat pocket.

"It's time to tell her, it had been a year... I can still remember what happened next..." Then the image flashbacks a day after the nuclear incident,

"Well, it's just a mere scoliosis and a small systolic pressure. Everything's going to be fine, I ensure you. Mr. Roxas. But there'll be chances of a slight pain occurring because of slight nuclear exposure." The doctor assumed.

"Sooner or later, America... I'll come back!" He paused and reflected to himself, "But I can't be there anymore, Fiona. I hope you're happy with somebody else there."

Then the flashback ends, fading into the image of a society gathering.

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The scene focused on the chairman,

"There have been recent reports of a photographer that Mr. Roxas had been found dead recently due to high exposure of nuclear radiation." The chairman implored.

"Fiona, dear... I'm so sorry."

"Ooh, false information." A voice shouted in the entrance, the figure wasn't so clear... it even hid itself in the shadows, it appeared to have this very formal attire, and she was startled as the voice she had just heard resembled somebody, Could it be... no... it could never be.

"Remember me?" The voice crackled, the society's eyes wondered around the mystified mouse... Then the council began to protest inside the hall,

"Order, delegates! This is not the time for a noise barrage! Say who you are!" The chairman shouted,

"Very well then..." The figure started to walk out of the darkness and into the light, shining halfway his face, the hairstyle was a variety of brushed up and down grayish hair, he was wearing a silver tuxedo, a grey necktie that complimented his suit, and suitable silver pants that topped them all up. It indicated someone, and then a thought began to scamper through the chairman's mind.

"Bernard? Is that you?" The chairman unenthusiastically lifted one of his eyebrows,

"No, but somebody that could've been him... his successor, me myself." The figure was exposed, it was...

Roxas...

To be continued...

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That had been the fourth chapter. Watch out when the fifth chapter comes. Because all of the first chapter's events will make sense, Bianca and Bernard will show up, events begin to recall memories... causing Roxas to have a minor mental concussion. What'll happen in the ending? Will everybody live merrily ever after or just another call? It could've been better if this story included Bernard and Bianca as main characters, but I'll reserve that for later stories. Need to go, bye!