The Fog

Chapter 7

"What!" I say spitting out the water i had in my mouth.

"Davis is my father...I want to help you kill him." He said sighing and looking down at his feet.

"Why do you want to help me kill your father?" I ask.

"He's a terrible man, he killed my mother in front of me when I was 9 saying it was gonna make me stronger, he wants me to be evil like him and help him rule over the fog once it's covered the world but I can't do it. I can't force people to relive their worst moments for the rest of eternity. I can't do what he expects me to do. I overheard him talking to your father about where you where and knew I had to come. Please let me help you." As he said this I could see the sadness and anger in his eyes. He looked at me pleading to let him stay.

"Fine. I could use your help anyways I assume you know a lot about the fog and it could prove useful." I tell him. Immediately a huge smile shows on his face as he runs over to me and hugs me. He quickly let go realizing I was still in a towel. I chuckle awkwardly and head back upstairs and change into a pair of shorts and a sports bra and head back downstairs.

"Sorry about that but you broke into my house as I was bathing." I tell him.

"Oh don't apologize as you said it is your house, sorry about breaking your glass door though." He said rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's fine, it can be replaced," I tell him, "Well are you hungry, I haven't eaten yet. There are some cans of food we can eat in the pantry."

"If it's not too much trouble then sure." He replies

I grab a can of canned chicken, relish, and mayonnaise. I whip up a batch of chicken salad and grab some crackers. We sit down at the table and eat and talk getting to know each other. We found out that we're the same age and I learn more about my real dad. Apparently him and my father are close. We finish eating and I put the crackers back in the pantry and go to rinse dishes.

"Allow me Elizabeth. You already made dinner for us, allow me to cleanup." He takes the bowl from my hand and starts cleaning up. I sat back down at the table and waited for him to finish. After that we went upstairs.

"So what are we gonna do tomorrow?" I ask.

"Tomorrow we start heading to my father fortress."

We talked for a little while more forming a plan and then went to bed. He slept in my brothers room while I slept in my room. I woke up early the next morning to Michael shaking me telling me it was time to get up as we needed to head out soon. So I get up and put on a flannel shirt and jeans, I put my knives on my belt and put my holsters on and put my pistols in them. I made sure all the clips were loaded then put on my boots and headed downstairs. Michael was already downstairs by the door waiting and his eyes lit up when he saw me, he looked me up and down and smirked.

"You got enough weapons there princess." I rolled my eyes, laughed and walked out the door.

"Well your highness, lead the way."