FAYZ 2 -Aftermath of the FAYZ!-

Ch 1 79 hours and 1 minutes

Ps. Contains spoilers!!! And I wouldn't read it if you haven't read the gone series... I don't take time explaining characters. Sorry! Or the FAYZ I am expecting u to have already read the series. Enjoy!
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Diana stood in the mirror examining her figure. Her skin wasn't as sunken and the bags under her eyes had mostly disappeared. She had also gained about ten pounds after the FAYZ. Diana sighed. She didn't want to leave the bathroom. Her bedroom was just too empty without-

"No!" She burst out into fresh tears. Caine. She sobbed and fell to the floor, hugging her knees into her chest, and taking deep shuddery breathes.

"You ok?" A knock on the door. Astrid.

"Are you ok?" Diana shot back.

"All right. You're right none of us is all right. Stupid question."

Dispite everything, Diana smirked. Astrid the genius. Not really such a genius anymore.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure." Diana sniffed.

Astrid came in and sat next to her.

"I know it's hard."

"Hell yeah, it's hard. You don't even know." Diana cried into her actually fitting, clean jeans.

"Well I have therapy in an hour." Astrid awkwardly patted Diana's back. Diana tensed at that gesture.

"Therapy. We all have it. Lana about shot the poor lady cause she said she couldn't have a gun." Diana and Astrid both chuckled at that. Just then Sam came in and stood in the door way.

"Oh. Sorry? Was I interrupting something?" Sam smiled a bit. His blue eyes, hid pain and misery, but he hid it well. As all of them did.

"No." Diana rubbed off her tears.

"Deeka is coming over later."

"Great..." Diana moaned. Deeka pretty much hated Diana. Completely understandable.

"I'm going to the FAYZ." Diana gritted her teeth. The FAYZ was open to visitors, nobody really visited though. Diana stalked out of the bathroom, leaving Sam and Astrid to do whatever.

She slipped on some flats and headed outside. Immediately cameras flashed and reporters scurried over to ask about Caine. She just gave them the finger and walked on. She finally reached the FAYZ. A circle of shattered glass/Giaphage surrounded it. Everything was charred and burnt. She fought tears as she walked to the plaza and to the graves. One, freshly dug by Edillio, Roger painted it with elaborate designs that looked horribly like Caine in all his battles, Glory, and expressions. There was even quotes. She knelt next to it and touched his painted, smirking face. Her tears landed on the soil over his body.

"Hey." A voice jerked her to her feet. Lana.

"Lana." Diana nodded. Sanjit trailed behind her.

"Hi? Um... I'm going to go to um.. Somewhere." Sanjit dragged his feet away.

"Try." Diana pleaded to Lana.

"I already told you. I can't bring back the dead." Lana gritted her teeth.

"Please." Diana cried.

"Plus I lost my power." Lana starred at her hand almost sadly, but also with a glint of relief.

Diana reached in her back pocket drawing a knife and slicing her finger. Crimson drops fell onto Caine's grave. Diana hastily wiped them away and held out her finger to Lana. Lana sighed, giving in. She touched it.

"Nothing." Lana smiled slightly.

"Ah." A pitiful tear slid down Diana's cheek.

"Hey. I got to go in about an hour."

"So what brings you back here anyway?" Diana asked. Lana had moved to Vegas after the FAYZ.

"Um... Sanjit." She blushed a bit looking away, Obviously not wanting to show weakness.

"Ah I see. Patrick?"

"What do you want Diana?" Lana sighed an exasperated sigh.

"Touch the grave." Diana did her best death glare. Lana did one back which was down right intimidating. But Diana was determined.

Lana touched the ground.

"Happy?" She rolled her eyes.

"Whatever." Diana sat back down, curled up against her boyfriend's grave.
"Well... I am going to cliff top." Lana turned.

"Why?"

"Cigarets." Lana walked away.

Diana got out Caine's last note to her and cried and laughed at the same time, just enjoying being close to his remains. She supposed it was strange, But she didn't care.

She finally got up after about an hour and walked to cliff top.

Patrick barked.

"Hi Patrick!" Diana tried to smile as she scratched his scruff. He panted and trotted over to a smoking Lana. Sanjit was sitting next to her scowling.

"What's your problem?" Diana asked Sanjit.

"She found them." He gestured to the smokes.

"I'm almost done! Then we can leave!" Lana cried. She rested her hand on her automatic pistol, still in her belt.

"So how is it not being pregnant?" Sanjit joked. But he had gone to far.

"WHAT?" Diana roared.

"Jeez... What is it with females?!" Sanjit shook his head.

"They all want to kill you." Lana answered him.

"Well I can't be vinced so hah!"

When Lana finally finished a couple, she put the pack in her boot and stood up.

"I hate coming here. But this is the only place I can get smokes." Lana gazed off.

"I know. Me too." Diana replied.

"You smoke?" Lana's jaw dropped.

"No! I meant I hate coming here."

"Obviously." Sanjit muttered. Lana elbowed him.

"Can we leave now? I kinda hate the FAYZ. Yeah?" Sanjit paced.

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When Diana got home she collapsed on the bed. Sam and Astrid had gone out on a date and would not be returning until later. She thought she was all cried out but she found herself sobbing yet again. Caine. Why couldn't she just get over him. She thought about Lana putting her hand on the grave... Suddenly she looked at her finger. No mark. What? She tried to read her power level, something she couldn't do seance the end of the FAYZ. Three bar. She could read powers! Oh no. Suddenly Sam and Astrid burst in.

"Powers are back!!!" Sam panted.

"Ya think?" Diana snarked.

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What did ya think???

Was it good?

Sorry for bad editing. That was done at 12 o clock in the morning 😁
And in did start the power thing early. It's just I have a lot of plans for this series and yeah... I have to fit them in.

Yours in demiodishness and all that peace out! ✌️