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Worlds Over, Time to Die. Nothing Left but our Souls Inside.

The End

January 20, 2034

Fourteen years had passed since that grim incident. Many people refused to talk about it. Some even refused to acknowledge it even though many cities were still rebuilding. It had wiped out over half of our population and there was still no clear answer as to what, how, or even why. Most around me lived in fear of a second outbreak.

Me, I felt the fear but not the same as everyone else. Sure I had lived through it but being born into it meant that I didn’t remember it. I had lived through what was being dubbed the world's worst catastrophe but didn’t remember any of it.

People who hadn’t had it as bad asked me about it but what could I tell them? I was two when the last monster was quarantined and killed. I was government property, or a ward of the government as they called it.

My parents, my aunts, uncles, godparents, all of them. Dead. I wasn’t even a year old when I lost all the family I didn’t know. After the outbreak and things cleared up, I was taken back to San Diego to try and find any living relatives. When none were located I was pretty much thrown into an orphanage with other survivors.

Life wasn’t easy but I was constantly reminded about how lucky I was to even be alive. Those my age understood my confusion while those older looked down at us with disdain. They hated that they could remember losing loved ones but we didn’t have to live with that. As I got older, I was approached by a couple who wished to adopt me. They said they knew a bit about my parents.

I was ten. They took me to their rebuilt home. They gave me new clothes and a few days to adjust before they started answering my questions. They brought out posters, CD’s, and even shirts. I had no idea that my family was famous. For months I locked myself in my new room and tried to get as close to my family as I ever could. I listened to all their music, went through the printed albums of my moms pictures, and I cried.

Then on my fourteenth birthday we took a trip. To the place where I lost almost all of my family. The place I was taken in and cared for. The place where my parents, Vic and Danielle, died. I was taken to where they had their last moments. It was now a memorial site as one of the major bases that helped end the outbreak.

As I walked through the remains, I felt the death. I felt sorrow so heavy and for a second I felt like I was being taken back in time. I felt the loneliness, the sadness, the loss that everyone who suffered felt. I walked through houses, reading the plaques, I was there fourteen years ago. I walked for what felt like hours before came upon a garden. It was well tended too but I knew it hadn’t always been like that. In my parents time I’m pretty sure it was dead and desolate. Now it was full of colors and beautiful flowers.

I walked to the middle where a pond and a plaque stood. There it had all the names of those who lost their lives on that base. I scanned through it.

Danielle Perry
Erin Easchow
Jaime Preciado
Jessica Hattersley
Katelynne Quinn
Kellin Quinn
Liam Quinn
Tony Perry
Vic Fuentes
Vivian Fuentes


I looked for the names I knew, curious as to why some names, such as my uncle Mike were missing. Where were the other Quinn kids? What about my grandparents? I had so many questions and no one around to answer them. Those who had been there were under a strict oath of silence. So even if I wanted answers, it seemed I was not to get any.

I walked to a bench, laying down, looking up to the sky. I don’t know how long I laid there for but when I came to I was on the ground, looking up at the bottom of the bench. I must have fallen asleep and rolled off. I was about to sit up when something caught my eye.

A brown book taped to the bottom of the bench. It looked worn and very used. There were rips and tears. I carefully pulled it off the cement bottom and shook the dirt off of it before carefully pulling the blood soaked pages apart to the first page.

March 10, 2015- Vic Fuentes
To anyone who may stumble upon this one day, if you are reading this than most likely every one involved in this is dead. It pains me greatly to write this and even think that this might be an option for my friends, my family, and myself, but I know that this is what I need to do. I need the world, what ever is left of it, to remember who we are and what happened to us.
I don’t know what the future holds for us but whatever happens will be written in this notebook, If not by me than one of my band mates or someone else in my group.

Notes

It was way past time to end this. We had some mixed ideas on the ending so leave it to me to swoop in and fuck up everyones ideas. I had the urge and now it has been stated. I killed everyone. Yes that is right. Everyone except our little baby boy Ciel died. Don't ask how, for that is an answer you won't get. I tend to keep those tid bits to myself. Sometimes the imagination is the best answer.

So this is me ending this chapter in our lives. It was beyond time. We were all putting it off. So here I am, closing it out. This does not mean the end of us but simply time to move on. Thanks to this story and Dev for bringing us together. I have made friends I would have never made otherwise. As I sit here on Skype with Dev and watch the APMAS, I realize how lucky I was to have been given this opportunity. I love these girls so much and they are some of my best friends.

Who knows, maybe one day you will see more of us together. Lawd knows our Skype sessions are crazy enough.

Thank you Dev for making all of this possible. You are the jizz that keeps this sock sticky!

~Raz

Comments

No not from VA just spent.a half hour researching beforehand. So glad you like it! And sorry about your heart, we feel your pain as well trust me, sometime we hate doing this to ourselves!

Devynleigh Devynleigh
8/5/16

I WAS SO HAPPY ABOUT THE PROPOSAL AND THEN MY HEART BROKE INTO A MILLION PIECES AFTER TONYS ENTRY

LoveRiot LoveRiot
8/5/16

Is one of y'all from VA? Just curious cuz of the lil details about the botanical garden and stuff. (Tbh it made my heart flutter a bit cuz I was like "IVE BEEN THERE I KNOW WHERE THAT IS!!!" lol) A+ place for a proposal btw I like his plan

LoveRiot LoveRiot
8/5/16

@Mepenguin26
Well hot damn we got ourselves a theorist! and a Stephen King fan, I LIKE IT! haha

Merrp Merrp
8/4/16

OMG!!!! I'm so happy right now! Can this happen for real though?!
For some reason I fell like D.C has something to do with a quarantine. Like they get there but they find this wall of sorts and they're denied entry because they've been in the "infected" zone. It could be all of the zombie/disease books I've been reading, too. I read "The Girl with All of the Gifts" by M.R Carey before this story and just reread "Dreamcatcher" by Stephen King. Can't wait for more!

Mepenguin26 Mepenguin26
8/4/16