After the Potato Apocalypse

Chapter 4: New start

Emily's P.O.V.

My eyes fluttered as I woke up from the most terrible night. My mind was foggy and my heart ached. The pain that I was in was almost unbearable. I felt as if a rain cloud stood right above my head. It was unbearable. I couldn't come to believe the tragic events from yesterday. Yes, we did get the device that we longed for, but in that process a dear friend was lost.. Scratch that. Alli was more than a friend. She was there when I lost everything and she was one of the people who helped me surpass the tragic event. She was always there and she always tried to entertain us with her taradiddles. I'll forever miss her glitter, sparkles, tomfoolery actions and fresh lemonade. The world will live on know ring that one of the most powerful potato hunters died in an epic yet awesome manner. We will forever miss my dear friend Alli.

I'm so sad and depressed. I really want to stay in bed and mourn for the loss of a loved one but I know I must go on.I must protect the world from the wretched potatoes. I know that Allison would want us to and that we should not let the world suffer for the effect of our troubles. We must stay strong and continue to for-fill our legacy as the legendary potato hunters. Even with the gut wrenching collywobbles in my tummy I must move on. What has happened, happened. I can't change the past but I can choose the path for the future. So I did what I had to. I sucked up what was left of my energy and got out of bed. Ready to face whatever the world threw at me.

As I walked down the stairs towards the kitchen, I noticed that the twins from yesterday were gone. They probably just went back home to resume their normal lives. Being able to survive on this planet was amazing. I give even more credit for those like Kriti , Cat, those twins and I who live outside of the safe zone. I consider the quality of life that I have, paradise. Kriti, Allison and I had were the most famous potato hunters of all time so we knew very well the basics to survival. We managed to take something terrible and make the best out of it. We have a 'normal' house as they would put it in the 21st century. It had two levels not including the basement ( which is plenty of room for three now two people.) We had a kitchen, a living room, a conference room, three bathrooms, a room for each of us, and a guestroom. I can't imagine what life is like for the twins. It must be much harder or them. It feels so empty in the house without Alli. At least I know that she has moved on to a better place. A place where she has no care and can live like a princess.

A I entered the kitchen I saw that Kriti was still outside sound asleep by alli's head stone. I'll just wake her up when I've finished breakfast. I got out a pan and started to make and pancakes and potatoes. We have unlimited potatoes in our house, so we never go hungry. It's funny to think that after the potato minions die, they become regular potatoes. They no longer ooze blood out of their wound or have freaky teeth, arms or legs. They return to being an inanimate object that's full of starch and produce yummy fries.

After setting the plates of food on the table, I called Cat and told her to meet us at noon. I then went and open the back door. and try to encourage my friend to get up and face life.

" KRITI, GET YOUR SELF TOGETHER AND GET UP! I already made breakfast and it's getting cold. Pull yourself together and think of why we're still here. I bet you Alli wouldn't want us to fail the world just because of this. I'm going in and I expect you to be up in five."

With that said, I went back in and headed towards the living room to think. To say I'm grumpy would be an understatement. First when I saw Allison's lifeless body, I was in shock, then in denial, then I was depressed and now I'm frustrated and angry. How could I have let I could probably go and destroy a huge army of potatoes today. I would probably triple the world record held by us alone. And let me tell you, a trillion potatoes aren't that easy to kill in a day. Especially without guns or other big doomsday devices. Sure I have bombs and swords around the house. They were hidden in a secret place that only I know of, but I never really used them. It caused great harm to blow up potatoes using big bombs. It would make lots of french fries but potatoes might also survive the attack and get blown towards us. That would make a big no-no for us. Bombs are our last line of defense. Swords on the other hand are safe but cause extra weight to onto us which causes us to slow down when we run. Running is very important because in many cases, if you can't run than you're as good as dead. Then again.... I have been working on some pretty neat stuff lately. I haven't told anyone yet but i might reveal it soon. I've been playing around with explosives and I created a bomb that targets potatoes only. It's supposed to blow up the potatoes with 100% efficiency. The only thing is that I haven't tested it much. I don't have secret potato minions that I keep jailed just so i can practice my new weapons. That's just cruel. Even though I hate potato minions, I probably wouldn't torture them that much. My mind may be evil and twisted but I blame that for the fact that I wasn't raised like a normal child. I have plenty of happy outburst and I'm usually in a happy mood, so don't go around picturing me as a cruel little psycho mastermind that is heartless and evil.