(Thanks to everyone who has reviewed throughout The Apocalypse! Of course this is the last chapter, and I just want to thank everyone who has supported me, pointed out problems, and hell, even complained. Well, it my opinion, the end is a bit sad. Look out for other upcoming stories, thanks, and read on!"
The sky was blue in the sky, the crowd surged through the streets of Emporium City, and the general atmosphere was 'lively'. Moving through the crowd slowly, glancing at her watch, Paige Callaway walked. She wore a dark blue hoody with the hood down and jeans. Her chocolate eyes surveyed everything around her, analyzing every single thing.
It was odd for her. Ten years off hardly any human activity, and even after one year she still hadn't got used to it again. Before the Apocalypse, and before she knew who she truly was, Paige had survived multiple attempts at her life. Not by a human though, but by the entity known as Death, or, as she later learned, Letum.
Paige sighed to herself, crossing the street and walking for a few more minutes. Eventually the crowd died down and the buildings became more sparse and lower, making way for rows upon rows of white boards and light green shingles. Finally, she came to where she was heading.
The church rose up above the houses, the stone old and worn, but still it looked beautiful with it's wooden door filled with black bolts and the bell shining in the sunlight at the top of the steeple. Above the steeple was held a cross. Paige wasn't religious, and she wasn't at the church for religious reasons.
She placed her bag down by the wall and pulled out a bottle of water, taking a drink, before propping herself up on the wall, waiting.
Five minutes later, she watched a black jeep drive up and park itself on the street. Three doors opened and slammed shut, before the three men walked up to her.
Victor Kinsley shook Paige's hand, and received a smile in return. Victor was tall and strong, and brace. That had been proved a year before hand.
"I guess William and you have solved your problems?" Paige asked, glancing at William Bludworth who was standing by the jeep. William was dark-skinned and serious looking; a very wise man.
"Yeah." Victor replied. "Despite the fact he may have caused my death..." at this he glanced back to William, who half shrugged. "I realise that it was all for the best. After all, if he hadn't lived, then Trent would have been captured beforehand."
"Who said I'd be captured?" Trent Harveys, formerly Callaway, knocked his best friend in the arm. "I still would have escaped and saved the day." Trent let out a laugh before embracing his sister in a hug. "Hey Paige, how're you doing?"
Once released, Paige shrugged. "Fine, I guess. I've decided to get together with Roger..."
"Point?" Trent exclaimed. "The geography freak?"
"He is not a freak!" Paige smacked Trent's arm. "But yes, Roger Point. We aren't going to get married though, consider my... special condition."
"That's understandable." Trent nodded seriously. "That's one of the reasons I'm not looking for anyone. I wouldn't be able to stand watching them die while I'd be exactly as I am."
What Trent said would have confused everyone but fifteen other people. Both Trent and Paige were the children of Letum, and Vita, known as life. Because of this, they would not be able to age from their current ages.
The four friends chatted with each other, and slowly but surely, more of their friends slowly appeared, all different and all affected from The Apocalypse.
Leslie Carlson, scarred both mentally and physically, had found a new boyfriend, his old one, James, having been unable to get resurrected.
Mila and Max Abernathy, sister and brother. The former blind, yet supporting a charity for blind people, and the latter a sports star.
Zeke Kurosagi had fulfilled Fred Point's wish, and had married Tanzi Sakamoto, Fred's former wife. Tanzi was now pregnant, and both were hoping for a happy family life.
Anella Brazier, who liked to be called Tally, was an intelligent child at university, working for a successful life.
Damian Cane was unemployed, but had married as well, his wife working as a head teacher at a school, supporting both of them.
Rain Orlando had travelled all the way from Miami to attend this event. She was as stunning as ever.
Riley was working a successful magic act, and had become well known across America. Her flame acts were unrivalled.
Lorraine Matthews and Christine Jenkins, who had been through so much together, were the best of friends. They were both in a relationship with other men.
Alejandro "Alex" Thebes, reunited with his girlfriend, had proposed earlier in the year, and the marriage was planned later in the next month.
Finally, Conner Sheppard had applied to be a police officer, and had been effective in any criminal offences.
The sixteen people were all familiar with each other, after all, they had all met ten years earlier, having travelled to a sanctuary led by William and Paige. They had all died, bar Paige and Trent, but were revived by Vita, along with the rest of the human race.
Each of them, apart from Victor, also shared a similar trait. Each of them had 'Blood Type X' which allowed each of them abilities. In actuality, they were the sons or daughters of either Letum or Vita.
After everyone had arrived, Paige had led them to a large stone around the back of the church, in the cemetery. Etched with the names of all who had been killed by Letum. Those who were unable to be revived. This included Fred Point and James Brown. The sixteen were silent as they looked at the stone, all sharing a bond, however thin it was. Even the thinnest bond was respected enough for them to attend this memorial for all who had died.
LINE BREAK
The years passed quickly for Paige and Trent, never aging. Throughout these years they visited stone thirteen more times, adding names on the stone of their friends they had watch die, or either old age or other circumstances. It was hard for them at first, as they never aged, but they got used to it.
LINE BREAK
Paige and Trent walked up to the stone for what would be the fourteenth time. They were silent. Trent knelt down with a small knife, and etched in another name. The last name.
Paige looked at Tally's name, before looking at Trent.
"At least they will be no more." Paige said. "No more of our friends will die, as we have none."
"We can always develop more, if we feel like it." Trent said, although he knew what he said was futile towards Paige, who shook her head.
"No. I'm not sure I can stand making new friends, only for them to age around us, much like everything. Even the church is gone." Paige motioned to the ruin behind them, where the church once stood. "The world ages, while we are stuck in an eternal loop."
Trent looked at Paige, and shook his head sadly as a tear leaked from her eye.
"Vita was right. This is a curse." Trent said.
"A curse we can't run away from." Paige replied, before starting to walk away from the rock. Trent paused, before following her.