For Everything

Betrayal is spelled W.A.R. (Extended Chapter)

The woman with turquoise hair strides over to Felicity, Gale's body, and I. It all makes sense. It all makes sense; The reason she knew where I always was. I saw her everyday before I left school and I said hello to her everyday before I went to my first class. She knew my name, she knew my schedule, she knew every one of my moves from 8:30 a.m. until 3:00 p.m. She was always one step ahead, and I resented her for it. She knew everything, including Felicity and Alex's plans, and made no attempt to prevent them, to prevent the death of hundreds of innocent students. To prevent the death of Rosie. Now, as I looked upon the adminstrative woman who bellowed at me that first day at Blackburg Elementary, I looked upon her with such a hatred that it made my blood literally boil within my veins. The woman smiles at us.

"Hello children, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." 

We don't respond. The woman sighs and walks over to a veiled figure holding several items of clothing. She takes a white lab coat out of their hands and swaps it with her black hoodie. She then reaches up at her hair and pulls it off, except a new head of hair falls down around her shoulders, blinding turquoise. She hands the wig to the veiled figure and takes a pair of glasses, putting them on. The woman turns her back to us and swaps her sneakers with a pair of high heels.

"My name is Amber, by the way," the woman says, turning around. 

I can see that she traded her pair of skinny jeans with a tight fitting maroon skirt that compliments her soft, white blouse. Felicity and I both don't say a word, still not believing it was her all along. Amber tries to get us to talk, but we don't cooperate.

"Don't bother telling me your names, Hunter and Felicity, trust me, I'm sparing your breath."

Suddenly a gasp erupts in the room and Gale picks himself from the floor. It's about time. His body was beginning to look sad and pathetic slouched on the ground. He looks around wildly, his hair flipping in front of his face, until he sees Felicity and me, and the he tries to approach us. My heart flutters right before the guards grab onto Gale again. Good, I don't want to talk to him. I will never forgive him, Felicity, Alex, Amber, or even myself again. Not after everything that's happened. Amber catches the guards' attention and waves her hand.

"Don't worry, let him go, gentlemen. Thank you though."

Wait, what? Why was Amber letting Gale go? Why not us? What's happening? Gale shakes off the guards and stands up, glancing at me. A look is on his face that explains everything. A look that says I'm Sorry. 

"This ought to get you talking, Hunter," Amber says, "You see, Gale here was a huge help. He came up with all the ideas, planned out all the set ups, even thought it would be fun if you too had a little romance, to make things interesting. Everything was his idea."

"What?" I ask, confused tears well up in my eyes, "Gale, what's she talking about? What's going on? Gale, what's happening?" 

Gale doesn't respond, instead he walks over to the wardrobe figure holding a white coat. He approches them and shrugs on the coat, stopping when our eyes meet.

"Gale, what are you doing? What is she talking about?" I plead, but Gale just looks away, and walks over to Amber. She puts her hand on his shoulder.

"You see, Hunter. Gale is one of us, my son in fact. He was always one of us, and is one of the best. Gale and I are part of an organization called W.A.R. Watching-And-Reporting. You see, we have been watching you for a very long time. I do hope you haven't forgotten me so easily, Hunter."

When Amber said that, I instantly recognized her. She was my preschool teacher the first year, then she got fired the second. She soon came back as an assisant to my principal in third grade. One day she apparantly died in a tragic car accident until one day she came back as the receptionist at my therapist's office. I didn't recognize her at the time, due to her new excessive makeup and candy cane hair, but I know it was her now.