February 10
To my journal,
This is my first entry. My name is Isla Blume. My husband Daniel gave you to me and, after today, I'm glad that he did. Let me back up. 10 years ago, we finally rid the world of the menace known as Gunter Quail. We rebuilt our society from the ground up. We started our lives anew. Okay, back to the events of today.
This afternoon, Henry, Esther, and Tempest (who was staying with us for awhile) were talking on the grass in the front yard. My mom, Beatrice, came out onto the porch with me to watch them.
"You know Isla, you should call them in for lunch soon," said mom.
"Yeah, I know," I replied. "I'll just give them a few-"
I was interrupted by mom erupting into a coughing fit.
"Mom?" I asked, concerned. "Are you okay?"
When she continued coughing, I ran next door and pounded on the door.
"Declan!" I yelled. "I need help!"
Declan opened the door, panic plain on his face. "What's wrong Isla?!"
"I need you to go get Dr Guzman! Now! Something's wrong with mom!"
He rushed off towards the hospital while I rushed back to my house. I took my mom inside and put her in her bedroom. My dad rushed in, attracted by the noise.
"Bea, what's wrong?" He asked, collapsing at her side. "Can I help?"
At that moment, Dr Guzman came in, we left so that he could have her to himself.
"Dad?" I asked. "Do you think she'll be alright?"
"I don't know tiger lily," he replied. "But we can hope."
We waited, stuck in a hug, comforting each other, for a few minutes until Dr Guzman came out. He shook his head and in that terrible moment, I realized what that meant. That small gesture that held so much meaning. So much pity. So much sorrow.
My mother was dying.
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A/N :
I'm sorry it took me so long to even finish the prologue. Hopefully I can finish the other 6 chapters before the deadline.
I'm going through a lot of personal stuff right now and would appreciate if no one hated on me for not updating. If I don't update within a few days, feel free to give me a reminder though.
Anyways, hope you liked the chapter!
Thanks for reading,
Heather
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Fanfiction15 years after the events of Sarah Perlmutter's "We Are Warriors", Isla Blume finds a note from a friend who she believed to be dead. Can she find and rescue her friend before it's too late? Find out in this fanfiction.
