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Dark World 8: Trust Is Earned

Chapter 5:

Hawaii's Story: What Happened To The Others.

Jason Batemen's POV June 12th, 2013

Early in the morning I heard Ingrid and her friends drive up to their mountain top life. I'd only ever seen their camp once before. Ingrid had brought Robyn (Rihanna) and I up there to see for ourselves. They had a nice set up, but I didn't know about its safety. Sure many months ago it would seem safe. But the new pictures of videos from D.C. showed it wasn't as safe as we thought out there. Hawaii was the only safe American place left. I got up from my bed and looked out the window. The last taillight of their cars vanished up the mountain trail. I sighed and pulled the curtain back. I flipped on the television and found static as usual. I flipped to the only broadcasting channel, 4, and found a video of several towns being ravaged by zombies.

"Oklahoma City is currently clear of zombies and have built a barrier to protect themselves. However occupying zombies from suburbs Yukon, Moore, Norman, and Guthrie are slowly collecting outside their gates. The town of Mystic Falls has been seen as fit for living conditions. The towns natural barrier is keeping the city zombie free. Beacon Hills, California is also being cleared free of zombies." The news said. "North Dakota has become danger threat level 10 and is being condemned off limits. Any persons in North Dakota, get out as quick as you can. Los Angeles has been quarantined as the epicenter of the plague."

I flipped off the newsman and heard laughter down below. The city lights shined through the open cracks in the window. I sighed again and threw on a coat and some pants. Rihanna stirred in her bed. I opened the door and walked down to the lobby. A few teenagers stumbled into the lobby laughing. It seemed peculiar to be laughing in such a plague. I walked outside and saw a car zoom off to the condos or mountains. I walked across the street to the bar and heard music playing. I stepped inside and smiled at the recorded football game that was being played. Drunken people were dancing on the floor and people were yelling at the televison. Red River had a new law, always smile and live like you might not see tomorrow, make others happy and be helpful. It was put on some paper in the wooden cabin of a town hall. I ordered a beer and took a sip.

"Hey cutie," a brown haired woman winked.

"Hi," I looked at her.

"You don't seen too friendly," she said.

"That's because I've seen too many people die,"

"Well I think I know how to fix that," she smiled.

Her hands lingered against my shirt. She led me into the back. I looked around and saw her smile. She kicked open the backdoor and pushed me into the alley. She appeared by me suddenly. I gasped and she pushed me against the bricks with such force and ferocity that I kissed her. She dug her nails into my skin and ripped my shirt off. I kissed her again and help her take hers off.

"Look into my eyes," she said.

"What?" I asked.

She forced my head to look into her eyes. They dialated and I felt attracted to look into them.

"My name is Katherine Pierce, you will forget about this until you make up on the ship. Remember my name always. Elaina is my doppelganger, she is also a vampire but you may think she is me. I am a vampire and I need you to get on that plane and never go to England." She said. "Jason, promise me you won't remember any of this until you wake up from the Matrix on the ship."

"I promise," I said dazed.

"Good," she said.

I felt her fingernails dig into my skin and her kiss me. I kissed back with a hard force and saw her go down. She dug into my skin and I felt my blood pour into her mouth. She wiped it back and thanked me. I wouldn't tell anyone though. I kissed her again and felt my blood in my mouth. It was a sick taste but I seemed to be in a trance.

Emma Watson's POV June 12th, 2013

I walked around Central London looking at clothes to distract me. With the recent plague in America I didn't have anything to do. My work was basically done. I couldn't fly back to Los Angeles and film by current movie like I had been before it started in February. Instead I was a new free person. I looked at clothes and heard two female voices.

"I haven't heard from Ingrid or the others in a long time." one said.

"They're in Red River," the other said.

"That video they made for YouTube made me cry."

"Me too,"

"Excuse me," I said.

The girls looked shocked when I spoke to them. One of them immeditaly registered who I was like they had watched Harry Potter last night.

"Are you talking about the YouTube Channel Missglammorazzi?" I asked.

"Yes? Did you see the video too?" the brown haired woman asked.

"Yeah, she's the reason I didn't go back to America on my private jet." I said.

"Well it's a good thing she made it then." The one said.

I looked at her and thought I saw something familiar about her. They walked on and I went back to shopping.

Jason Batemen's POV June 13th, 2013

The sunlight woke me up like it did every morning. I found myself naked and laying alone in the middle of the alley behind the bar. I looked around and saw the misty morning of Red River. I got up and threw on my clothes. I thought about Katherine from last night. I wondered where she had gone. I couldn't remember anything but her NAME? How strange was that?

"Jason?" I heard Ingrid's voice call when I walked out of the bar fully dressed.

"Yep?" I looked at her.

She ran across the street and I looked over at the Italian Restaurant her friends were going in. She held up a finger, telling them she'd only be a minute.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, Absolutely." I said.

"Good, well um. I just wanted to talk to you about leaving." She looked down.

"I'm leaving today." I said.

"I figured." She looked down.

"I'll miss you though." I said.

"You don't have to leave right away do you?" she asked. "I've lost so many friends, Id just like to have a proper chance to say goodbye. By the way, I'm sorry about last night."

"No. I was. And what did you have in mind?" I asked.

"Come eat Lunch with us, get Robyn too." she said.

I nodded.

"Great, see you in a few." She said.

I walked into the hotel and looked around. I felt as if I was being watched. I looked around and saw a brown haired girl walk into a store. She reminded me a bit of Katherine. I fetched Rihanna and walked down to the restaurant with her. Ingrid called us over.

"Hey guys," I said.

There was a collective mumble of hellos. I looked around at them all. I recognized Tessa and Shawna from the grocery store and Joey, Chad, Sawyer, Whitney from the gym. I had to admit, I was going to miss seeing these guys. We ate peacefully and when it was over I was having second thoughts.

"A few of us are going to find Luke soon," she said.

"Ingrid," I said. "This town is great. I think you'd be better off if you stayed."

"But last night," she started

"Last night I said some things I didn't mean. You're my friend Ingrid, don't ever forget that."

She nodded and hugged me. I hugged her back and then turned to the rest of them. Shawna and Tessa winked at me. I smiled and told the boys goodbye. They hopped into their cars and drove back to their mountain. Rihanna and I looked after them until we couldn't see their cars through the mists.

"Where were you last night?" she asked me.

I laughed, "With a girl."

"Oh my god," she walked ahead.

I laughed again. She went up to the room and brought my bag down. We looked around at Red River, New Mexico. It would be a part of us forever.

We started walking.

Jennifer Aniston's POV June 13th, 2013

My plane fluttered. I looked at a map on my phone and saw I was just near a airport. I could pop down and fill my tank up. It was out of the way enough. I went down for a landing. The plane fluttered more and I went I down for a landing on the airport. I looked out at the darkening sky and got worried. I saw the tarmac and landed peacefully near it. This airport was roughly bigger than a department store. It could have fit at least twelve of my planes alone and the run way wasn't that impressive. A wide road was next to it. I landed and breathed out. Thankfully no zombies were near.

"Hey!" two people ran at me.

I screamed and tried to take off again. The key wouldn't work and then I saw they were normal people. Well they weren't normal, in a sense. They were just like me. I mean they both were celebrities like I was. I opened the door and hugged Jason. He hugged me back.

"Jen when did you learn how to fly?" Jason Batemen asked.

"I didn't, I'm surprised I'm still alive." She laughed.

"Can we hitch a ride with you?" Rihanna asked.

"Sure, sure. I just need some gas." She said.

Crickets chirped in the New Mexican Night. I looked around and saw a nearby fuel station. Jennifer and I went over and plugged it into the plane and let it fuel.

"Where did you get a plane?" I asked.

"I was living with these people in Iowa, The Conards. They were waiting for their son Luke to get back from Los Angeles and after a few months we were going to escape but they both died." Jennifer seemed depressed by that.

My head whirled.

"Luke Conard? Are you kidding me? Was he a YouTuber?" I asked.

"Uh yeah, he had a bunch of channels." She said. "Why?"

"I was with his girlfriend not just four hours ago." I yelled.

"Oh my god, you're kidding!"

"Yeah!"

"Ingrid…" Jennifer trialed off.

"Nilson, yeah. That's the one. Oh my god, talk about a small world." I said.

"That's crazy." She shook her head.

The pump dinged and I took out the nozzle. Jennifer closed the cap and sighed. I shook my head and got into the cab with her.

Zombies gathered around as we took off.

That night we were in Hawaii and dragged off to a hotel with several other American survivors. We told our tale and learned Emma Stone and Chris Pine might have seen Luke and a woman with blond hair. It was a slick chance but the possibilities added up. We were put through several interviews and we talked about the plague. It was a hard thing to describe but I did my best. I looked around Hawaii and realized that it was home. There wasn't anywhere else to go. This was the last American place. The small island of Hawaii was America.