One

"You broke my heart", Jared sighed as he turned to face Ivy. He leaned against the tree behind him and smiled cruelly, "So I had to break yours".

Ivy glared at him, both swords now gripped in her hands. "Screw you", she hissed, circling around him. Jared pulled his sword out, "That's very impolite Ivy. I've done nothing but protect you. Everything I've done has been for you".

Ivy stopped mid-step and tilted her head, "You murdered innocent people and kidnapped me, to protect me?". She let out a shrill laugh, "I would hate to see you try and hurt me".

Jared took a step forward, "Don't you get it! You're special Ivy. The implant".

"Shut up!", Ivy yelled, raising her weapon towards him, "That does not make me special!". Jared smiled and pulled a something small from his pocket, "Yes it does". He held up a small, white device and Ivys eyes widened as she realised what it was. "Because not everyone can do this".

Two

To say that everything stopped would not be an understatement, for it had been years since anyone had heard what was now drifting from the row of trees. Miles and Bass looked at each other in confusion, "Is that?" the young Medic with them murmured.

"Do the amplifiers work that far away?", Miles asked Bass.

"No", Bass shook his head, "Miles. Ivy is up there".

Miles nodded and pulled his sword out, "Get him back to the house", he placed his hand on Bass' shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll find her".

Three

The sound of music during a major battle was the last thing Charlie had expected, especially given the fact that there was no power. Yet there it was, drifting through the tree line that she was now walking along. She peered into the darkness, trying to find the source of the music and it didn't take long to find it. A faint blue light emanated ahead of her and something told Charlie that Ivy or Jared would be close by.

As she grew closer she could hear Ivys raised voice and Charlie couldn't help but overhear what she was saying.

Four

Miles could hear raised voices not far away from him and it was clear that one of them was Ivy. He could tell she was stressed and scared and that made him quicken his pace.

Five

Ivy lunged towards Jared, the tip of her sword hitting his hand, sending the small ipod tumbling to the ground. "I have had enough of you", she hissed, raising one of her swords over her head, "So tonight, I am going to kill you".

Jared shook his head, offering her a tsk tsk of disappointment, "You and the others could lead my magnificent army. One that will rule the world". He gave her a wry smile, "I know where the others like you are. I know they will follow you Ivy. Imagine what you could do".

He took a step towards her, "You control power! Why not control the world". Jared pulled his gun from its holster and pointed it to his right, "Or how about this? You help me, or I kill your buddy". Ivy turned her attention to where Jareds gun was pointing and sighed. "Miles", she whispered as she saw her old friend standing by a tree with his hands up.

"Sorry Ivy", he shrugged, looking nervously at the man before them.

"Well Ivy", Jared extended out his free hand, "It's your decision. Me or Miles?".

Six

Ivy looked between the two men. Yes, she was fast and a great sword fighter, but could she risk her friends life? She lowered her sword and sighed, knowing that was something she could never do. Ivy turned to Miles and offered him a gentle smile as she dropped her swords to the ground. "I hate you", she hissed, giving Jared an icy glare. She moved closer towards him and raised her hands, "but I choose to go with you".

In seconds Ivy realised that she should not have dropped her weapon, for the cruel smile on Jareds face told her he had no intention of letting Miles live. She turned to face her friend, "Miles!".

Seven

Charlie tucked herself behind one of the massive trees, listening to everything that was said nearby. Every now and then she cautiously looked out from behind the tree, trying to gage if she could hit Jared with an arrow. As she saw Ivys eyes widen and turn to Miles, Charlie knew she would have to risk firing on Jared. All she could do was hope her aim was true.

Eight

Miles locked his eyes onto Ivy and smiled. In his last moments he was grateful that she would be here. He closed his eyes, waiting for the gun to fire and for his end to come. Seconds past by and Miles wondered if Jared was purposefully delaying the inevitable. He slowly opened his eyes and swore that what he saw what stay with him forever.

Nine

Jared couldn't believe what was happening. Yes, he had lost the battle for Gettysburg, but he was about to have Ivy and that was all that mattered. He had been prepared to fire at Miles when a searing pain had swept through his side. He felt something hit his back and collapsed to the ground as another wave of pain hit him. Jared dropped his gun, carefully moving his hand to his back, knowing that warm, wet liquid running down to the ground did not bode well. He brought his hand up to his face and stared in disbelief at the blood dripping from his fingers.

Another bolt of pain struck him, this time in his side and Jared knew his time was up. So close to his goal, so close to all he desired, he had failed. He ignored the sound of movement beside him and turned those cool blue eyes up to Ivy, now standing right in front of him. "I was meant to kill you", he sighed, reaching out to her. "They thought that if you died the others would have no leader, no one to guide them when the lights went out".

He took a deep breath sending a surge of pain over his body, "I couldn't do it. You're too precious and".

Jared slumped to the ground and tried to get up, "You are insane", Ivy hissed, kneeling down beside him, "And the world will be a better place without you". Jared pushed himself onto his back, his breathing now shallow and difficult. "I wanted to protect you. They're coming Ivy and he is leading them".

Ten

Miles watched in amazement as Ivy leaned closer to Jared, her eyes wide, "Who is leading them!?", she demanded, "Tell me!". Jared lifted his head with his last ounce of energy and whispered into Ivys ear. The small woman pulled away as Jared breathed his last, his head dropping down to the wet ground. Ivy rose up, picking up the ipod and turning it off. She turned to face Miles, her eyes filled with concern, "What is it?", Miles queried, walking over to her.

For a moment Ivy seemed unsure of what to say, her gaze fixed on the still body before them. That uncertainty quickly vanished and she looked up at Miles offering him a wry grin, "Ramblings of a crazy man Miles. It is nothing to worry about". She turned to Charlie who was watching them both with curiosity, "What we do need to worry about is catching our deaths out here". She turned around and walked to her swords, quickly scooping them up, "I say we head back to the house".