Hello all! So…I forget what chapter this is…let me check…wow. Who knew that you could write eight chapters in, like, a month and a half? This is the last chapter. No it's not. I have more ideas! There will be an epilogue. Just because it makes things so much more sophisticated. Epilogue…yeah I like the sound of that word. And poor Edilio…I make his life so hard even though I love him. J Who doesn't? And I'm going to start this from Sam's point of view because…read on. And review. I want to thank all my reviewers who have been following this random story line. In case you haven't noticed, I write whatever comes to my head and I have some awesome ideas that I just came up while writing this sooooo…..REVIEW OR DRAKE!
Sam walked in the sand. He needed to find Astrid. She could be anywhere. Anywhere. He kicked the sand and looked up. No. No. How the hell-? He picked up his walkie-talkie and called in Breeze. "Brianna. Can you and Edilio get over here? Over." Impossible. It couldn't even-what if it was a mirage. What if he had gone crazy? Brianna arrived a second later with Edilio on her back. Amazing that she had even found Sam in the middle of the desert.
"What's the problem-oh my God." She said. Edilio murmured something unintelligible. In front of them stood E.Z., holding hands with Little Pete. Behind them stood all the dead, excluding Zil, and Nerezza. Orsay held a small, tan baby in her arms; Bette bounced up to the awestruck group.
"Hi, Sam!" said Bette.
"Bette…how, how are you alive?" Bette pointed to a little Asian boy, who looked no older than three. He smiled proudly up at Sam. Sam bent down to him. "Good work, little man." Sam told the boy.
"How'd you know where we were?" asked Brianna.
E.Z. looked up. His face wasn't angry, it wasn't sad…it was peaceful. A chill went down Sam's spine. E.Z smiled. "No, Sam, I'm not mad at you. No one is. We all are happy." He smiled even wider. Sam fell backwards and hit the sand hard. Edilio bent down and checked his pulse: there was none.
"No…" Edilio said. He hops on Brianna's back. "RUN!" And she ran. She ran faster than she had ever run before. They arrived at the Lake. Edilio hopped off Breeze's back and ran to the tent that Lana had been staying in. Lana looked up. Tears covered her face.
That was when Edilio realized that he, himself, was crying. "She's dead," Lana said. Edilio looked at her questioningly. "Patricia," she clarified and broke out into sobs. She had Dawn and Ed in her arms, who were also both crying.
"The dead aren't dead anymore. E.Z. Orsay. Bette. They're all alive. And I think I saw Patricia in Orsay's arms. But…Sam…they did something to him." He stifled a sob. "He has no pulse." Lana looked at him wide-eyed.
"What are we suppose to do? I mean, I have to watch Ed and Dawn.""Just leave them with Sanjit. We really gotta go." Lana gave Dawn to Edilio, and they both ran to Sanjit's tent.
"No time to explain just…here." She handed Sanjit the children. "Umm…if they start crying check their diapers or go to my tent and get their food alright?" Sanjit nodded, a bit freaked out by this sudden outburst. "Gotta go." Lana and Edilio sprinted out of the tent.
"Brianna, get Jack," he said. "No, wait. Get Caine, we'll get Jack. Aw, crap this is so messed up." Brianna looked at Edilio confused. "You want me to go get Caine and tell him that Sam's dead? That's like, mission accomplished for him."
"He might not be dead. We have no idea if those kids that were 'dead' are dead or alive now. How about we just get Lana over their, see if Sam's really dead or not." Breeze nodded, Lana hopped on her back, and they were gone. Edilio ran around the lake, searching everywhere for Jack. He found Jack sitting in a tent with a laptop on his lap.
"Jack," he said. Jack looked up from the computer. (AN hahaha I know). "We have a problem, Jack."
Yeah, so I got bored …but review. I make more chapter either tomorrow or next week. J