FIVE YEARS LATER, TORONTO, ONTARIO
Eden died today five years ago.
There isn't a single second I didn't think about him for the past five years. Everything I did, I thought of Eden. Every ten-year-old boy I saw reminded me of Eden.
When we first sneaked into Canada, I thought we could live just like that, hiding from the government. Turns out that is was a stupid, ignorant, and selfish idea. I was the only one who lived on the streets for such a long time. Mom couldn't have doe that with her health, and john was right up against the idea. Tess wanted to settle down in a actual home.
Mom turned ourselves into the Canadian border service, hoping that we'd get the help we needed. But the service was ready to kick us out of Canada. Such a nice country, yeah? We werw actually held under their custody for a while.
That is, until we told them everything about the Republic. Everything about what we had gone through - the plague, labour camp, mistreatment, and the violation of human rights.
Well, those were mentioned as a sarcasm, like, "Yeah, I escaped the so-called labour camp, basically the death day for the "defiants", and you guys are gonna send me back to that? Whoa, you guys are so nice, I swear."
Good for us that they took that pretty seriously. They wanted to hear more about it, with an excruciating amount of details. They seemed pretty shocked after hearing our story.
I guess that the labour camp and the experiment stuff really shocked them. They ended up bringing the UN into this thing, summoning both Elector Primo and the Chancellor before the international court of justice.
They were basically forced to sign the peace treaty, and remain at the permenant ceasefire. The tension remained between the two countries for a while, but all of that ended when Elector Primo died, an his son - Anden Stavropoulos - became the new Elector.
According to the news and our social worker, he's better than his father. Way better. Looking at what he's done, though, I have to agree. During such a short period of time, he eased the tensioni with the Colonies, and improved the education and economic system in the Republic - he got rid of the Trials.
I didn't hear anythig from Metias. Not personally. His name gets mentioned in the news once in a while, along with his sister June Iparis's name, but he never came to contact me again. From now and then, I think about him, thinking of the risks he had taken for me and my family.
I know I can meet him if I wanted to, now that the Republic has officially pardoned all my actions against them. I can even go back to live in the Republic.
But those thoughts never appealed to me. I left the Republic behind. I've made a new life here, and I don't intend to go back where all my bad memories lay, and re-establish myself.
Although I'm quite sure they will be eager to give us the jobs we want.
Hearing what I've done in the Republic, the Canadian intelligence agency scouted me away right away to work for them. The Canadian government promised to help us build a descent life in Canada. Tess works at the hospital emergency, and John and Mom wanted to go back to the school while working on a part-time job at Tim Hourtons.
They say the time heals wounds, but these wounds, are not closed yet. The images and the memories of the bad times are still vivid, sometimes haunting me in my sleep. The Republic did too much to me, damaged me too much. Sure, these wounds will close, but the scars will never fade.
But perhaps one day, when the last wound finally turns into a permenant scar, I will visit the Republic again. To see the change.
I never wanted to see the Republic collapse. I wanted to see it change, improve, and strive for the greatness. After all, it is my homecountry.
One day I will go back to revist my memories, to honour ourselves and the people of the Republic.
I will return in the future, when the time is right.
The clouds are lifting in the sky, and the Sun will finally shine soon, lighting up the earth.
Then we can all walk in the light.
by 04_JUNE
*Please note: there is a sequel to this book. Please check it out, thanks! It's called June Without Day
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A/N
Thank you for reading my story! I hope you enjoyed it.
This is my first novel published on Wattpad, and I must say I'm proud of my work, although I do admit that I'm not a very good writer :D
I thank all of you who've read the story, including @wink_me_me9 and @Allyheart1014, for following my story from beginning to the end, and also for their votes.
I specifically dedicate this book to @jTiger2002, who introduced me to this wonderful trilogy by Marie Lu. Seriously, I cannot imagine what I would be doing right now if she never gave me the novel Legend for me to read. At the time I was obsessed with Divergent - I still am!!!! - and by letting me read Legend, she literally completed my life.
Although she did get mad at me for finishing that book in LESS THAN 24 HOURS, and telling her that I need the second book Prodigy the NEXT MORNING...she wasn't even half way through Prodigy at the time, if I remember correctly. I just kept complaining that she doesn't read quickly. I think she would've taken longer to finish Prodigy if I wasn't on her 24/7, forcing her to read quicker. And then when she finally bought Champion, I just didn't have enough patience to wait for her to finish it, so I bugged Jungle until she took it out from her school library. I finished the book in a day, and when I went back to school, it took all my might NOT TO SPOIL THE ENDING FOR HER. LOL.
Anyways, thank you again for reading my story.
Forever love Legend, it's our future.
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