Amnesia

Chapter 24 Blaise

Apple stood there, waiting for us to get over to her. Who had the brilliant idea of having the funeral in the largest arena? Apple, obviously. I mean there were only fiftteen of us... seventeen if you include the two we were burying.

When we finally made it to where Apple was, she smiled. Usually someone or multiple people would give a speech on how much the dead would be missed and reminiscing in good times they had together. However, since everyone here hated the two, Apple just took the bodies one at a time and threw them into the graves.

I bit back the urge to laugh. It was humourous the way she just threw the dead six feet into the ground. They were not even in coffins. Hell, they landed in a crumpled heap, not looking like they were peaceful at all.

Angel and Jett, who ended up standing on either side of her started filling the graves up with dirt. Angel filled Alastair Ambrose's and Jett filled Lina Frienza's. Once done, they returned to their spots on either side of Apple. Angel on her left, Jett on her right.

'Thank you for attending the funeral these two bastairds deserved. Neither deserved a proper burial in coffins, placed gently inside. Both people were horrible and did not deserve the comfort the other dead comrades of ours received. Thank you again. You are dismissed,' she stated, monotonous.

Still biting back a laugh, we all turned, heading out of the arena. Apple followed, Angel at her side. Jett made his way to Ginger's side. She smiled at him and he returned the gesture. Gian just rolled his eyes. He seemed to realise that Ginger and Jett had become friends and was dealing with it. He did not like it, but he dealt with it.

I slowed down until I was next to Apple. Her expression was stoic, like it usually was. She did not seem to care that she was being cruel by giving them a horrid funeral. Though, I did not care much about how the funeral was. It was humourous and they did deserve it.

'I can tell you wish to laugh,' she commented, 'Am I really that funny to you?'

'Well,' I began, 'it is just the way you handled the funeral. You just threw the bodies in like they were objects you needed out of your way.'

'In a way, that is true. They mean naught to me, as you very well should know by now. They did not deserve a good funeral. If you believe they did, you will be the next one killed and you shall have the same funeral.'

'Oh, no, Apple. I completely agree with you. They did deserve what they got.'

'Then I do not see how something like that could be humourous.'

I did not bother answering. It did no good anyway. You could not change her mind, no matter what. Once her mind was set, it was set for good.

Sébastien seemingly pushed Angel away from her so he could stand by her side. He offered her his arm, and she accepted, never looking away from directly in front of her.

They made their way back to what used to be Alastair Ambrose's office cabin. It now belonged to Apple as it was where her parents had lived before their death. She would move in there with Sébastien, the new leaders of the camp.

That worried me. Probably worried me more than it should have. Not the fact Apple was leader, I knew she could do that and do it well. Not the fact she chose Sébastien. I am not surprised. She never had interest in me, and the only other choices were Angel and Sébastien. She would definitely choose the human over the demon.

No, what worried me was training. Who would I train with now that Apple was leader? She looked back before walking into the cabin. She turned, coming over to me.

'Training stays as it always has been. I train you. Training just will not be as long as Alastair had it and there will be days off. However, since Lina is dead and Colton has no one to train, he shall train Sébastien. Now, please excuse me so I can create the new schedule and post it so everyone knows what is going on. And, please let Colton know he will begin training Sébastien as soon as everything is sorted out.'