The Errow's

Uncle Carl

*Back To The Girls*

I drove in the thunder and rain down the road in the almost broken down car. Em and I were just hoping that the car would last long enough for us to get there, get our stuff, and get out. When we finally pulled up to the old car yard the front of the car tilted forward some, I wasn't sure why. Em and I stepped out and found that the front end of the car inside a trench. It wasn't too deep though. Em eyes were drawn to something else though. "It's alive!" I heard someone yell, their voice was familiar. I followed Em's eyes and saw what she was looking at. It was the little boy, he was wearing a military uniform that was way too big for him. The arms of the big coat hung over his hands, and the epaulets covered way more than just his shoulders. The big steel kettle helmet with the rain pouring off it onto a gas mask covering his face.

I yelled up at him, "Get down from there! You're going to get hurt idiot!" He clearly hadn't noticed we had been standing there, because he looked over in surprise, and then yelled, his voice muffled from the mask, "I don't have to listen to you! You can't tell me what-" Just like that the boy was struck by lightning and fell from the roof of his scrap fort toppling onto the ground. The boy instantly jumped up to his surprise and yelled ¨It's all good! Dont worry, im fine! The powers mine! I told you Carl!¨

"Wait. Carl? Where have I heard that before?" Em said aloud.

"Oh, Yeah, you two haven't been formally introduced!" The boy walked over to Em and I, grabbing both of our hands as he dragged us over to a table that was next to his fort. We couldn't really see what was on it from where we were standing. I figured it was just a bunch of boxes that he called "Carl."

The boy talked again "Uncle Carl, This is...What are your guy's names?"

I looked over at Em. Were we really going to tell him?

"My name's Em and this is Machalica, I mean Kenzie."

'Nice to meet you Em, and Machalica."

"I go by Kenzie."

"Whatever you say Machalica." He looked back over at "Carl."

"Anyways Uncle Carl this is Em and Machalica." I sighed to myself, he would probably never let that slip. No one spoke for a minute and it was silent once again.

"Carl, how long are you going to go on like this? It's getting old." Clearly whatever he was talking too couldn't speak back. The boy just stared down at whatever was lying on the table. All of a sudden he kicked at the thing.

"Ow." The boy said, his voice becoming a more rough and lower tone. "Back in my day, we didn't hide from thunderstorms, we played inside 'em...Wait!- WHERE'S MY FUCKING SHANK-STICK!?"

¨Sorry?¨

¨MY SHANK-STICK, WHERE IS MY FUCKING SHANK-STICK! Back in my day if you didn't respect your elders, you got beat with a stick. SO WHERE IS IT?¨ Em leaned over, whispering in my ear,

¨Don't give him a stick.¨

¨Noted.¨ I replied back

The boy looked up at us and said,

¨Well, now that I have the energy, what should we do with the body?¨

¨What body!?¨ I said horrified.

¨Uncle Carl, he now shares the body of James Bond, and the trunk monster! Cool huh?¨ Em and I moved into the little scrap fort to find Anthony's dead body laying on the table, wrapped in coil and cords.

¨Anthony!¨ Em yelled, struggling to get to him.

¨Let it go Em! Hes gone!¨

Suddenly, without thinking, Em threw herself at the kid, grabbing him by the shoulders and shaking him violently. I had to use all my strength to rip her off of him. The boy ran to the other side of his fort picking up a shot gun, holding us at gun point.

¨Calm down Liam!¨ I yelled, I had to be loud for him to hear her over the lightning and thunder. It was silent for a few moments, as the boy looked around confused as if he was having another "so called" flashback. The cracks of the weather picked up again one after another snapping the boy back to reality. But at the same time, I wasn't really sure that I was paying attention to the real world either. Who was Liam? He sounded like a nice guy. Why had I said his name? I guess this boy reminded me of someone I had been close to before Max brainwashed us. I just couldn't put my finger on it.

Em fell to the ground sobbing, struggling to keep herself together. The boy moved closer and closer to us, till he was about five feet away.

¨I didn't want to do this! I really thought we could work together, I was thinking of offering you two a job, as soldiers in my fort! What a honor right? Well it's too late now, you can live with Carl." Without hesitation, he pointed the gun at Em and pulled the trigger.