The last child of May (#Wattys2015)

Chapter 1- May

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I remember asking my mom. "Why did the world end?"

She just looked at me with those sad brown eyes that had seen the unraveling of the world and said. "Nothing has ended. The moment we think it has then it will."

I frowned confused by her words. How could she say the world hadn't ended when there was no more government, no more food in the supermarkets, no more water in the faucet and people were killing each other for nothing? How could she say that when the sickness took so many that year?

I didn't understand then and I guess I still don't.

I let out a pained groan as I lifted my blood soaked shirt. I had tried to stop the bleeding but the wound was deep and even with my fast healing I couldn't get it under control. I had lost too much blood. I chuckled at myself. I guess that's why I was thinking of my mother, thinking of the time when I was a child... the only child under the age of ten to survive May, the last month that the sickness rampaged.

I was seven when it all happened, but I remembered everything.

At first no one even noticed what was happening. People were getting sick, respiratory problems, headaches, and colds. They though it was completely normal because it all started during the flu season. Then it got worse, the prevention vaccines didn't work on most of the population because of the extremely fast evolution of the virus, they called it a superbug. The symptoms then progressed to vomiting, delirium and ultimately the total failure of the vital organs. Nothing could stop it, not the cold, not the heat, not the oceans or mountains. No one was safe, not the old and certainly not the young.

My mother said that I survived because I was special I had... abilities. And I knew she was right.

But where were my abilities now? I was dying, I knew that. I was dying alone, sitting bellow an old tree, and the only solace I would finds would be in death.

I guess that wasn't such a bad thing. I could finally forget about the ghost that hunted me, the memories that marked me, and the fears that plagued me. Perhaps the Last child of May could finally die.

I have to say I would have like to have dies a more exciting death. I an explosion, or a blazing battle, or perhaps falling from an old forgotten skyscraper. I never thought I would get wounded trying to escape from some assholes, with a fatal attraction. One of the men who tried to rape me had a knife. I had kicked one of them off but when the other one came at me he stabbed me in the side. Stunt by what he had done he left it there and backed away. I should have left the knife in, but I pulled it out and chucked it at him. It hit him right in the chest.

The satisfaction of knowing that the man who gave me a mortal wound was dead was only clouded by the pain and the light headedness.

I closed my eyes. They felt heavy and tired of looking at this forsaken world. I shivered as a cold crept over me even though the sun was shining high.

"Hey, there's someone over there." A woman's voice called out in the distance. I could hear the faint march of hurried footsteps nearing me.

All I wanted to do was get away from them, I was tired of people, and I was tired of fighting them. I tried to get my knife from my belt but it was too far and my arms were too heavy.

I opened my eyes to look up at a young woman, she looked older than me, but then again most people did. She put a hand on my chin to look at my face. Was she talking to me? I could see her mouth moving but I couldn't hear anything.

"Get away from me," I said trying to swat her hand away. The woman ignored me and looked to her back calling someone over. In a minute there were a couple of people beside her and for the first time in a long time, my body gave out.

The world became a dark pit, just like it has always been, but this time it was dragging me down with it.