Entry: 10
- Hope
It was chaos.
Ultimate chaos.
Finnley had been able to get a hold of her wand before the lights went out. She flicked her wrist and a glob of light floated above every one. Illuminating the blood bath before her.
There was about two dozen armed men with the Marine leading them. They made quick work of the six armed men. Though they did put up a fight. Bullets spewed out of the barrels of some odd number of guns. They bounced off the concrete walls.
Finnley was suddenly worried about Sage. She glanced behind her and saw that he was crouched behind a table.
"Sage!" She screamed. Scooping his leather gauntlet off the table. He looked her way and she chucked it across the room. Making sure he caught it. She ran hunched over to avoid getting hit.
The first thing she went for was the computers.
Most of the scientist were running around like mad men, but some of them still remained in their seats.
But in order to get there, she had to get past the Englishman.
He loomed over her with almost glowing red eyes. And his face was full of anger.
She struck out with a roundhouse kick to his jaw. He blocked it and she quickly ducked to avoid a right cross.
She came up in his exposed side and landed a heavy punch, using her shoulders for muscle powers.
The man doubled over and she heard her name being yelled.
He was back up on his feet before she knew it and had hit her in the left eye. Her vision in that eye grew splotchy, causing her to be slow to miss the next blow to her mouth.
She groaned and reached above her head and grabbed a hold of the man's arms. She collected the blood in her mouth and spat it in the man's face.
He reeled back and she dropped the ground and swung out her leg. Causing him to fall to his knees.
She drew her arm back for a final blow.
"Finnley! Get Jayson!!" Sage yelled.
She hesitated then flicked her wrist again with her wand in it.
"You were wrong. About everything." She whispered then he went into a fitful, nightmare infested, sleep.
Finn ran over to the computer and looked at the monitors. She was at a loss when it came to computers.
"What do you need?" She jumped in surprise when a voice back from the dead spoke next to her.
"To turn that machine off!" She yelled.
"Alright stand back."
She did and the Marine just shot all the monitors till they went black.
Spinning on her heel, she ran over to the table where Jayson was still strapped to. Electrical volts were still pulsing through the wiring.
"It didn't work!" She screamed. Gripping her newly cut hair with fists.
She dropped to her knees and screamed.
The Marine knelt next to her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
Sobs over took her body and she fell forward on her hands.
"It's ok Finn." He whispered.
She looked up, and through the black eye, and the tears she noticed a thick cord running from the table, and through the mayhem that was going on. She started to crawl after it. Then, seeing where it was plugged into, she jumped up and ran for it.
Making quick jumps to the left and right, she dodged the fights going on and came to the wall in a roll after she had jumped over a fallen soldier.
The cord was plugged into the wall and it looked huge.
Immediately - and with out thinking - she pulled on it. It didn't budge. She braced her leg against the wall and gripped with two hands.
"God give me the strength." She muttered, then she pulled. Using her leg and her arms she pulled as hard as she could. Slowly, ever so slowly, the plug weaseled it's way out of the socket.
"Finn!! He's been in there to long!!" Sage yelled.
"I know I know!!!" She screamed.
Her muscles were already exhausted before this all happened. And now it felt as if they were on fire.
She yelled as she gave one final tug and the plug broke free. And sent her reeling backwards. Various images of herself flashed before her eyes. Her in her fancy dress in the rain dancing, her sitting in the car with the wind whipping her hair all around, then the kiss she had just given Jayson.
Almera jumped up to her feet and dragged herself across the room. Though before, she had been able to make it across in a few strides, it know seemed to drag on for miles.
She finally reached Jayson and slammed her fist into the red button. The silver restraints snapped open with a clang, she hadn't thought to lower the table, and he slumped forward. She groaned as she was forced to catch his weight. The Marine rushed over and laid him down on the ground. She ripped off the wires from his head and waited anxiously.
After several seconds, she leaned to his chest and listened for a heartbeat.
There was none.
"Wouldn't the machine have just erased his memory?" She asked in panic. Not sure who she was asking.
"Yeah. Why?" The Marine asked.
"His heartbeat is gone." More tears spilt down her cheeks and she slumped back on her bum. Wrapping her arms around her knees she started to rock back and forth.
Sage came out of the rubble. All the fighting had stopped. The bad guys were dead, and the rest of the good guys were watching with heavy hearts.
"He's dead?" Sage whispered.
Almera crossed her legs and pulled Sage close.
"Maybe not."
They froze and looked at the Marine.
"He's a Hyven right?" He asked. Almera nodded. "What's his power?"
"Electricity. He can control lightening." She answered.
The Marine's face scrunched up.
"Well there's your problem. Because he's 'dead' he can't channel the electricity out of his body. It's all gathered right here." He tapped Jayson's heart.
"And if we keep standing by and doing nothing he will die. But I can try something...however, it's going to hurt. And if he's just unconscious he'll feel it."
Another thought dawned on the young man. Sage started to get suspicious about it. How could he possibly know all this stuff?
"You pulled the plug out right?" He asked again, turning to Almera. Again, she nodded.
"Did you see images?"
"Uh...Yeah. Now that you say that. I did. They were all of me, and it was kind of weird."
The man nodded.
"You were conected to him. This...what's his name?"
"Jayson." Sage snapped.
"You were connected to Jayson. I'm not sure if it's still working, but try to reach out to him. If you get in his head. Then tell him I'm a friend, but he's going to be in pain."
Finnley was still really confused about what he was saying. But she decided she might as well give it a go.
She closed her eyes and tried to 'reach out' what ever that meant.
Again, she was greated by flashes of memories.
"Jayson?" She asked in her head. Though she thought she sounded incredably stupid.
"Finnley?"
She was just shocked that he answered back!
"Yes! Yes! At least you haven't forgotten me."
"I told you. How could I forget you?"
She decided not to answer that.
"Uh...I'm here with...a...friend. We think we can get your heart beating again so-"
"Wait! My heart's not beating?!"
Oops.
"Uh...sort of. But try not to think about that. I'm not sure what he's got planned, he's known for being a little on the recless side."
"Well that's comforting. Who is he again?"
"Just a friend. I'll tell you when you wake up again. Just know it's going to hurt...a lot."
"What if I don't wake up?"
"Oh no you don't! I did not get a bloody mouth and a black eye for you to die on me now!"
That was how long the link lasted. Jayson tried to reply, but his voice faded and she snapped back to her painful body.
Finnley was able to see a knife and it cutting skin. She shook her head and finally figured out that the Marine was cutting an 'X' above Jayson's heart.
"What are you doing?!" She yelled at him.
"Saving his life!" he snapped back.
She growled at him and warned him he would get it latter.
"Do you know this dude?" Sage asked.
"Yeah." Was all she managed to say before lightning bolts shot out of the two large cuts the Marine had just made.
Everyone jerked back in shock.
It was only a few seconds till the bolts were gone and all that was left was a gapping wound.
Almera scrambled forward and hoped beyond hope that he was still alive.
But she reminded herself that it was only to God's plan. If Jayson wasn't in God's plan for her...then she'd have to accept that.
It was a painfully long minute. But it passed and Jayson's chest rose and fell to everyone's delight.
Sage jumped up and down and immediately praised God with arms open wide to the sky and a face full of happiness, but mainly gratefulness.
He gasped and his eyes flickered open. He looked around wildly till he found Finnley.
She couldn't stop the tears from falling, but they weren't from sorrow. (That's for sure.)
His hand reached up and he stroked her face.
But confusion was on his face.
"What?" She asked.
"What happened to your hair?" He asked, pulling on a strand to make sure it really was that short.
She chuckled.
"Lets just say it was a matter of life or death. The hair had to go."
"Oh...Well I'm glad you chose the hair instead of your life."
She nodded and he dropped his hand. Then lifted it again to see blood on the tips.
"Why am I bleeding?"
"Blame him." She stated immediately. Pointing to the Marine. Who suck out his tongue.
"Nothing like sisters who know how to pass the blame on." He muttered.
Sage stopped his dance cold and looked at him with a wild look.
"Did you say...'sister'?!"
The Marine nodded and shoved an elbow into Finnley's rib cage.
"So glad your so proud of me." He muttered.
"I am proud of you...I just...don't mention you much." She objected quickly.
He cocked an eyebrow. And she sighed.
"Boys, this is Grady. My brother. And yes, he really is my biological brother. He's a Marine and has had two tours in Iraq. He hates spaghetti, loves my mom's meatballs. And making him clean his room is like pulling teeth. There. Happy?" She asked, turning to Grady with an innocent smile that she knew would make all the hard feelings evaporate like a mirage.
"You're cheating. But yeah. And who are these dudes. Don't tell me, mom adopted, and you now have a boyfriend."
Almera's cheeks flushed and she glared at him.
"That's Sage. And yes, in a way I guess mom did adopt him. And this is Jayson. And no he is not my boyfriend."
Grady offered a hand to Sage, who shook it. And then to Jay.
"Nice meeting ya'll. Hate to cut the formalities short but we need to get out of here. I'll go call the pickup."
He walked out of the room and Sage said something about wanting to know what he meant and left the room.
The other Marines shuffled out of the room a little nervously. Each one patting her on the back, and praising her for her bravery.
She thanked each one of them by name - using her futuristic abilities - and each one was confused about how she knew them, but didn't ask questions.
The last one gave her a first aid kit and gestured to Jay.
"Give him some Advil. He'll need it."
She nodded and smiled.
"Thanks John."
The man nodded and stepped out of the room.
Finnley didn't waist any time as she ripped Jayson's shirt to get to the wound.
She flinched as she saw how deep it went. It would need stitches. Obviously however, she would not be doing that.
She turned on her heel and flipped open the first aid kit and looked around for an antibiotic. All she found was a needle. She picked up and her growing hatred for needles grew a little more.
Shivering she flicked her finger against it and saw where it was. Turning back around she slipped the cap off it and gently pulled the remains of Jayson's shirt off so she could get to his arm.
When she did she forced herself not to get sick. She knew she would be scared from all that the sick people had done to her, but she didn't know she looked that bad!
"This won't hurt." She muttered with her chin on her raised knee. She placed the needle into his arm slowly and as gently as possible.
Jayson grimaced when she pushed the plunger.
"Sorry." she whispered as she quickly pulled out the needle and set it down on the floor.
"Honestly, I have no idea how addicts do this to themselves. Over and over again." She was just rambling, but she didn't like the silence.
"Their needles aren't as big as ours." Jayson answered. "And they do it every day."
"Well that's just wrong. This is going to sting a little." She warned as wiped up the blood from his chest.
"What happened?" He asked finally.
"Um...I got a haircut, then put that maniac into a nightmarish sleep. Which, by the way, I am quiet proud of. And then my brother blew up some computers, and I pulled a plug. That's about it."
She dabbed numbing gel onto his wound gently. Using quick dabs so she didn't touch his bare skin too long.
"How much have you forgotten?" And there was the big question.
"I'm actually surprised it's not as much as I expected. The Lord's hand was really on me. Things are just really, really fuzzy."
"So...that memory worked?" She was a little embarrassed so she went to digging in for a bandage.
"I'll say."
Finding the bandage she ripped the covering off with her teeth and placed it over the wound.
"There. You're going to have to have stitches when we get to the Marine base. But you'll be fine. Praise the Lord." She didn't meet his eyes. She wasn't sure what to do. She wasn't sure how to act. She wasn't sure of much anymore.
"Finn...I haven't changed."
And that's when she broke.
"But you could have. You could have Jay. I honestly am not sure what I would have done if you...if you became this-this drone who did a lunatic's bidding. I think I might end up hating everything...maybe. Except Sage. But that's not the point. The point is...I-"
She cut herself off and shook her head.
"I think I would have been lost." She finished quietly.
Jay reached over and gripped her left hand.
She let him intertwine their fingers, but still didn't look at him. Her choppy, uneven hair came just below her jaw line and he found it a very attractive look for her. Probably better then her long curls.
Glancing down at her hand, he noticed her Silver Ring Thing ring. And...then...on her middle finger...was his.
"You kept it?" He asked. Half shocked.
She glanced over at him, then down at her hand.
"Of course I kept it." She said in a 'duh' tone. "If you haven't noticed by now, my anger is pretty quick to leave. Even if I was...tempted to chuck it out the window I would never be able to do it."
She pulled her hand away and yanked the ring off.
"Here. It's yours anyway."
He took it off her open palm, but gripped her left hand again.
Finnley was confused by what he was doing. Instead of putting it back on his own hand, he slipped it back on to her middle finger.
She wasn't sure what that meant.
Then she remembered a ring her mother wore on her middle finger.
It was a promise ring. Her father had given it to her when they were just sixteen. It symbolized that she was already taken, and he would propose to her when she turned of age.
But she tossed the thought aside. That couldn't be what Jayson was doing.
Stop getting your hopes up! Makes you look like a complete dork! She yelled at herself.
But then Jay placed her hand over his heart an looked up at her with his screaming silver-blue eyes. And they were screaming one thing.
His right hand reached up and pulled her closer.
"I love you." He whispered before he kissed her.
Of the two kisses they've ever shared. That was the special one.
It was one, where they both realized where they stood. Where they were going, and they knew now that they were going to get there together or not at all.
It also told Finnley something else.
Her mom was going to flip.
The End of Book Two: Shadows.
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