We Must Live On

Chapter Three "The Meeting"

A/N: I feel bad for Kevin right now. Good thing he doesn't have a Wattpad and can't read the last story. But he'd tell me he died awesome so it would be okay. Anyways, back to the story! -Wulfy

I cried out in pain as the metal ripped into my flesh, I slammed into the ground and almost screamed. My vision flickered slightly and seemed to be getting dark and shadowy at the edges. I saw a face. "Bales! Why the hell did you do that?! Honestly, what the fuzz?!" I grimaced in pain as the heat of the metal seemed to seer my insides. I looked towards my feet and noticed a large pool of red liquid around me. "Why am I in a pool of strawberry syrup from IHOP?" I hear a muffled chuckle coming from Michael as he claimed, "Riley's dad used to work at IHOP." I heard a loud smack and a girlish scream, "No Riley! I didn't mean it! Ow!" Everything seemed to be moving slowly, I looked up at a shocked face... Dyonna's face. I felt hands wrap around my legs and upper body and saw two identical boys lifting me up. Then everything just faded to black.

I woke in a white bed... No. I woke up on what looked like a stretcher in a... A school bus? Wait. What? I groaned and heard a voice. A quirky-ish voice. "Hey, he's up." I know this voice. I just can't put my finger on it. I sat up and nearly screamed, looking down I noticed the gauze. Wait, red gauze? I realized the redness in the gauze was blood. My blood. Holy crap my blood is on this gauze! What the hell happened?! And then, it hit me [A/N: Like a wrecking ball :3]. The explosion. The metal. Dyonna and Deborah. Holy crap, Dyonna and Deborah. I grabbed at the figure in front of me and pulled him close. "Dyonna and Deborah. Are they okay?"

The figure pushed away and did a hair flip, almost as amazing as my hair flip [Couldn't help it. I had to acknowledge the sexiness that is my hairflip. x3], "Dude, chill out. They're fine, you took the shrapnel." I felt my eyes actually widen and I pulled the figure into a painful bear-hug, "Holy shiz. Broderik, it's really you. Wait, it's you. I'm not dreaming, right?" He nodded and laughed at me. I looked past him and saw Britney, "Whoa. Hey Britney, long time no see, eh?" She puffed a lock of hair from her face and gave me a fist bump, "Yeah." She seemed sad-distressed even, "Britney whats wrong?"

Her eyes darkened and she pushed pass Broderik and pushed into me, "You wanna know whats wrong? Huh?! I just watched my friend die. How would you like it if yo-" Broderik grabbed her and pulled her back mouthing "Sorry." He kept a hand over her mouth as she seemed to scream, tears streaming from her face and onto Broderik's hand. He pulled her over, away from me and I heard muffled sobs and a lot of apologies. I sighed and sat there thinking to myself, humming. Trying to get my mind off of the fact that Britney went hysterical, someone is dead, and I took a huge chunk of metal to the gut. It's a little hard.

I groaned as I woke, again. I looked around. Wait, how long was I out? I hadn't asked Broderik before Britney went berserk. I pulled out my iPhone(5S) and looked at the date. I felt my eyes actually widen, I was out cold for two months. I slipped out and groaned, the pain of my side still apparent, and walked to sit next to Deborah. "Deb, where are we? Did you realize I've been asleep for two months?" She nodded, "We've been dodging raiders, hordes and we're try to shake off a group of 'Stalkers'-" She put this word in air quotes. "-It's a raider gang, there's this one weird kid we suspect to be their leader. He has purple eyes, blonde hair, and carried a US Survival AR-7. He's dangerous news." I nodded. "Oh! They call him Quantum."

I nodded and looked at the picture she was drawing. It looked like me diving for the chunk of metal, I was in midair and the chunk was maybe an inch away from me. She immediately closed the notebook and slipped it in her bag. I heard my walkie-talkie go off, "This is Ravenclaw to B.M.S, Ravenclaw to B.M.S, over." I heard Dyonna answer. "Copy that Ravenclaw, B.M.S here, this is DW speaking. Whats up? Over." I listened intently, "I have a sighting of the Stalker convoy, Quantum is taking point. He's on his Black and purple motorbike. They're trailing us, I suggest trying to get to the train yard we saw on the G.P.S of this place, over." Dyonna cursed, quite loudly, and responded. "Understood, thanks for the info Ravenclaw, B.M.S out, over."