Alex and the Apocalypse

Chapter 07 | Unforgettable Legacy

Memories of the Past

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Alex arrived home alone. His father was not there yet, as he was busy at the headquarters. Alex went straight to his room and sat on his bed, his mind filled with thoughts about what had happened at school. Something was definitely wrong, but he couldn't bring himself to tell his dad just yet. He knew he had to be prepared for whatever challenges lay ahead.

Alex went to his laptop and opened it. As he stared at the wallpaper on his laptop, he couldn't help but feel a wave of nostalgia. The wallpaper displayed a picture of his mom and dad when he was just three years old. Seeing that image brought back memories of happier times, and he couldn't help but miss his mom.

After some time, Alex's room suddenly began to shake. Startled, he turned his attention towards the source of the disturbance and saw his dad emerging from a portal.

"Dad, why did you use the portal in my room?" Alex asked, a mix of curiosity and concern in his voice.

"I just wanted to check if you were home already," his dad replied, his gaze fixed on the wallpaper on Alex's laptop.

"How's Haney?" his dad inquired, referring to Alex's schoolmate.

"She's at home now. I think she's busy with her school projects. Why do you ask, dad?" Alex responded, sensing his dad's underlying concern.

"Just making sure she's okay," his dad replied, his tone slightly reassured.

"She's more than okay," Alex affirmed, a hint of pride in his voice.

His dad picked up a picture of them in a frame and held it in his hands. With a gentle smile, he spoke, "I need to rest now, and I think it's important for you to rest as well."

"I just need to finish my assignment, and then I'll go to sleep," Alex replied, determined to complete his task before calling it a night.

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Alex went to sleep, following his dad's advice. As he lay in bed, he counted to fifteen seconds and then closed his eyes, drifting into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Alex found himself in a dark night, feeling a mix of excitement and longing. He called out, "Mom?" and saw a faint figure of his younger self in the distance.

"Alex?" his mom's voice echoed through the darkness. "Where are you?"

"I'm here, mom!" Alex called out with a sense of urgency, desperately wanting to reach her.

"Don't come near, my son!" she said, her voice filled with desperation. "Get out of here!"

Confused and overwhelmed, Alex pleaded, "But why, mom? Let's go home now." Tears streamed down his face as he yearned for the comfort and safety of their home.

"Alex?" he heard his dad's voice calling out. "Come here, my son."

"Dad? You're here?" Alex asked, a glimmer of hope in his voice.

"Yes, my son," his dad replied, appearing before him.

"You need to keep him safe, Gab. He needs to be safe. The world needs him," his mom's voice echoed through the dream.

Alex watched in horror as a dark force consumed his mother, causing her to vanish from his sight.

Alex abruptly woke up from his deep slumber, his heart pounding in his chest. The vivid dream he had just experienced lingered in his mind as he struggled to shake off the remnants of sleep. As the realization settled in, he was hit with a wave of emotions. It had been a long time since his mom had been gone, and the dream had brought back a flood of memories and a deep sense of worry.

Tears welled up in Alex's eyes as he lay in bed, feeling a profound sense of loss. He couldn't help but cry, allowing the tears to flow freely as he grieved for his mother's absence. It was a pain that he had carried with him for years, a void that seemed impossible to fill.

In the darkness of his room, Alex wrestled with his emotions. He longed for the comfort and warmth of his mother's presence, yearning for her reassuring voice and gentle touch. The weight of her absence felt heavier than ever in that moment, and he couldn't help but wonder how different his life would be if she were still here.

As the tears subsided, Alex took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. He knew that dwelling on the past wouldn't change anything, but the ache in his heart remained. With a heavy sigh, he resolved to carry on, to face the challenges that lay ahead, just as his mother had wanted.

Gathering his strength, Alex wiped away his tears and sat up in bed. He looked around his room, seeking solace in the familiar surroundings. The memories of his mother flooded his mind once again, but this time, he tried to hold onto the love and warmth they had shared, rather than the pain of her absence.

With a renewed determination, Alex reminded himself that he was not alone. His father, though busy with work, was there for him, offering support and guidance. He knew that he had to be strong, not just for himself, but also for his dad and for the world that his mom had believed in.

Taking a deep breath, Alex whispered to himself, "I miss you, Mom, but I will carry your love with me always. I will make you proud."

And with those words, Alex began to find the strength to face the day, knowing that his mother's spirit would always be with him, guiding him through the challenges that lay ahead.

Feeling the need to collect himself, Alex made his way to the restroom within his room. He splashed some water on his face, letting the coolness soothe his troubled mind. As he looked up and met his own gaze in the mirror, he couldn't help but notice the resemblance he bore to his mother.

Examining his reflection, Alex recognized his own handsomeness and the toned physique he had worked hard to achieve. But it was in the subtle contours of his face that he saw glimpses of his mother's features, a reminder of the bond they shared even in her absence. It brought a mix of emotions, both comforting and bittersweet, as he yearned for her presence while acknowledging the strength he inherited from her.

Taking a moment to appreciate the reflection before him, Alex couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the qualities he had inherited from his mother. Her resilience, kindness, and love seemed to shine through his own eyes, reminding him of the legacy she had left behind.

With a newfound sense of confidence and determination, Alex dried his face and left the restroom, ready to face the day with his mother's spirit guiding him.