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Chapter 8:
7 MONTHS LATER
"So what's the crisis today?" Astrid asked as canoe walked through the door into the house.
"Oh the usual. My subjects annoying me another food shortage." Caine said.
"You know that whole 'King Caine' thing is getting really old." Astrid grinned.
"Oh ya. The FAYZ wall is also going black." Caine said.
"What?! It's going black?" Astrid nearly shouted.
"Yep, Lana told me earlier. She was outside and there was black creeping up the wall." Caine said throwing himself down onto the couch.
"Can it rub off?" Astrid said, not wanting to hear the answer.
"No. The wall is going dark." Caine said.
"Night forever." Astrid whispered to herself.
"Seems likely." Caine said.
"There is going to panic. Unless..." Astrid began.
"We are not going running to Sam at the first sign of trouble Astrid." Caine said, anger boiling inside him.
"If he were here at we..." Astrid began again.
"But he is not here! And I am not going to go and find him!" Caine shouted.
"If the wall goes black then we won't have light. We'd be ok if the nuclear plant was still working, but you had to end that didn't you!" Astrid shouted, finding herself hating him.
Caine didn't reply. He sat there scowling, hoping that Astrid would just leave. He was sick of her. At first being with her was fun but now everything was back to normal. He hated her again. She was opinionated and bossy and just plain annoying. Eventually he spoke.
"You know what Astrid. Just leave. Go find Sam. Just don't come back here. We're done." Caine said, still fuming.
"Fine!" Astrid shouted getting up and storming out of the house.
Caine sighed and smiled. She was gone. The house was finally quiet.
Astrid stormed out of the walked for ten minutes before realising that she had no where to go. Since coming back to town she hadn't had to worry about shelter when she was with Caine. She briefly thought about going back.
"Not now. Let him cool off then go back" she whispered.
She walked a little longer before she finally made up her mind about what to do. Turning around she backtracked back to the highway which she crossed earlier and followed the route Sam had walked seven months previous. She had an idea.
Diana was sweating. She had just given birth. She had just given birth to a little baby girl. Which had been immediately taken by the Gaiaphage. Drake was in the cavern with that evil grin in his face. Diana was sitting propped up against the wall. Jagged stones digging into her back and legs. Her hair was a mess and she was cut and bruised from the journey down there with drake. The baby in the other hand looked two months old. Not a newborn baby. She also wasn't crying like most baby's would be. No she was curious looking around, staring at everything.
She had already decided the name. It seemed fitting. Gaia.