Nature Apocalypse

Prologue

Hi guys, this is my first story. I hope you like this one. I finished it months ago and am hoping to publish it in real life, but for now, it will go here.

(Lucas’s P.O.V)
It has been a few days since nature took over the whole of Europe. I have read all about apocalypses, and they are quite interesting, but I never wanted an actual one to happen. I mean, from what they say, people go through in the books, it doesn’t sound ideal, and now I am living a real-life one. Hooray Great Torture and trauma.

Ever since nature took over the streets, it has been crawling with vines and creatures, so my parents made me, and Sienna stayed inside the house. Which was not the ideal option because my parents still argue. I mean, they used to not at all since I stopped them, but since the whole nature thing, they have done nothing but argue. It is annoying it’s hard to even think when they argue. Well, at least they don’t abuse us anymore. Sometimes, I try to catch what they are saying as far as I have heard they are arguing on whether to tell me and my sister something or not.

So, my guess they are hiding something from us. I told my sister, and she suggested we check the secret box in the attic that we aren’t supposed to touch. I agree, and we go up to the attic and pull out the secret box. This box belongs to our parents, and they told us to never look in it or else. I didn’t want to know what else was, so I didn’t touch until now. I want some answers, I have always noticed that me and my sister don’t exactly look like our parents. We don’t even act like them. Whenever I would ask about other family members, they would freeze, and dad would abuse me. I assumed it was a touchy subject, so I didn’t ask again. 

“Found anything?” I ask my sister.

She shakes her head. She hasn’t talked much since the nature thing, I guess she misses Kate. Kate is Hailey’s and John’s younger sister and Sienna’s only friend. I don’t blame her. I miss my friends too, especially Tilly. Tilly is my girlfriend, and she is amazing. I hope she is doing alright.

I keep looking through the box until I find this file? I opened it and founded two God parent permission forms that had our parent’s names?? on it and OUR NAMES???? I keep looking and found adoption papers?????? With our names on them, too, and two other people’s names, apparently called Louis and Victor. Then I saw a newspaper cut out. I read it quickly, and my eyes widen as I drop the file. My real parents are dead, I have two older brothers, and my parents aren’t actually my real parents they’re my god parents, who are really my aunt and uncle. I was extremely shocked. This was unbelievable, I felt so betrayed. My life is a lie. I can’t believe this. I think my sister noticed my expression because she came over and asked me if I was okay. I shake my head out of the trance and look at her, I look down at the file and then at her. S-should I tell her or keep it a secret like our fake parents, I mean, she deserves to know the truth as much as I did. I decided to tell her the truth.

“Sienna?” I ask nervously, afraid of her reaction.

“Yea?” she asks a bit of concern in her voice.

“O-our parents………" are our aunt and uncle who are our God parents, w-we have two older brothers, and our real parents are…………...a-are…dead,” I say my voice stutter and shaky.

She looked at me in disbelief, I gave her the file, and she looked inside; after reading some stuff, her eyes went wide in shock, tears rolling down her cheeks.
 
“I-I can’t believe this our life is a lie,” she says, looking at me in disbelief.

“I guess that’s explains why we don’t look exactly like our “Parents”,” I say irritated a bit by this situation.

“How could they keep this from us?” Sienna asks, so upset and betrayed.

I sigh and say, “I don’t know, but they shouldn’t have kept it a secret.”

“I guess that’s explains why we never along with them,” Sienna says sadly.

I nod in agreement. I noticed the newspaper and decided to read it out loud to Sienna.

“File report: a few days ago, there was a big car crash between a truck and a car, we were not able to locate the truck driver who caused it, unfortunately the parents know as Hannah and Zak Smith died from critical injuries. The two kids, Lucas and Sienna Smith, were fortunately able to survive the crash, but they both suffered some right brain injuries, which caused them to lose all their memories. As far the doctors can recall, the kids can remember their names and that they are siblings but nothing else. They are going to live with their god parents in Europe as for two boys they weren’t present during in the accident, they were actually at a friend’s house at the time waiting for their parents come pick them up. Unfortunately, we are unable to find these boys it’s like they had vanished off the face of earth. The doctors have reported that the two kids will be able to recover from the brain injuries, and memories will come back to them in due time.” 

“Wow………so we have older brothers who are probably looking for us,” Sienna says.

“Yea……,” I say, still trying to process all this.

It’s still hard to process all this. Part of me is confused, sad, shocked, and betrayed. The other part of me just wants to make my god parents pay for not telling us.

“Hey bro, look,” Sienna says.

I shake out of my trance and see Sienna holding a pocket watch, pocketknife, and a locket.

“They have our names on it,” she says in awe.

She was right. The pocket watch had my name engraved on the front of it in fancy writing, and it was golden. The locket was sliver with beautiful patterns on it, and Sienna’s was name engraved on it in fancy writing too. I then looked at the pocketknife that has Zak Smith engraved on it. It must have been my father’s.

“Here,” she says, giving me the pocket watch and knife.

I look at her.

“Are you sure?” I ask, looking at the pocketknife.

She nods and puts on her locket and says, “I bet dad would’ve wanted you to have it.” 

I smile and put both in my pocket. We smiled at each as we decided to take this file with us. I put it in my bag. We start putting away the rest of the stuff. As we are packing up, I suddenly hear slithering, and my eyes widen in fear. A vine smashes through the small window in the attic and wraps itself around Sienna. She screams as she struggles, and the vine takes her away. I get up and grab her hand. 

“Sienna, please don’t let go,” I say frantically, holding her hand, but she was slipping.

“I am trying,” she says, using both her hands to hold on. 

Then I feel a vine sweep me off my feet, and I let go of Sienna’s hands. The vine slithers out, I get up and run over to the smashed window and look outside seeing the vine slither away with my sister.

“SIENNA!!!!!!!!!” I call out reaching out my hand, tears streaming down my face as the wind blows against my hair.

I hear faint footsteps; I keep looking outside, tears streaming down my face.

“Lucas? What happened?” I hear my “Mum” ask.

I turn around and look at them devasted, angry and upset.

“HOW COULD YOU LIE TO ME ABOUT MY REAL PARENTS AND OLDER BROTHERS, I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU BUT INSTEAD YOU LIED TO ME AND MY SISTER AND NOW BECAUSE OF YOU SHE HAS BEEN TAKEN AWAY BY VINES,” I yell, tears streaming down my face and my lips trembling.

I never liked yelling, but I have had enough of their lies.

“Lucas, honey, we sorry we-

“I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT,” I yell and storm off to my room.

As soon as I got my room, which I shared with my sister, I slammed the door, and Trevor noticed my distress and paws over to me. Trevor is our golden retriever mental health dog. I sit down on the ground, and he looks at me sadly. I give in and hug him sobbing. I have failed. I promised to protect her, but I failed. I am the worst brother ever. Why her? Why couldn’t it be me??