The Ruins

Chapter 31

As Vix climbed down of the top of the tower to open the gate, Lugh looked back where everyone else is looking to watch Mal dwindling to the small black dot against the lush forest, then vanished. Losing someone again he can't handle. Not that he thinks Mal is dead but is in a deadly path.

Lugh had barely known his mother, he had been a toddler before being a trainee of a Flyer Frontiers. Sometimes by a woman- probably his mother- and sometimes by his father and other people. He remembers his mother dying as she screamed him to take Lugh and run. Those memories were a million years ago. Lifetimes ago.

It had not been his mother who raised him. It had been his father Sergeant George Halliwell. He wasn't a father. Lugh never much think his father cared him as a solider than a son. George was another survive of the plague, the last of the adults to survive out of a group that had fled from Los Angeles. Lugh's mother had died.

Lugh remembered Infected everywhere. He's seen it, and he'd screamed and screamed and screamed until his throat had been almost torn raw.

For years after, his father found Oregon where the Flyer Frontiers compound lived, and lend Lugh to be a trainee of the other kids to fight. They raised him. Taught him to fight and protected, worship them. Then he met a friend, a girl he easily talk to, and make rules that weren't harsh on what the Flyer Frontiers did.

Lugh never saw George again. Somewhere out in the Ruins, he had been murdered by the Flyer Frontiers and made it look like suicide.

By the Lucius War coming, Lugh and his friend had been forced to fight for their survival. On one rainy night Lucius came with tanks and an army, and he escaped from the locked cabin where they kept him. He stole some weapons and came back to the camp to where they'll meet and escape. But she tried to escape, and the Flyer Frontiers had chased her. She fell, hit her head, and died; and she'd been left there in the mud like trash.

It has come down to that, to a moment when the only pathway that seemed to lead out of hell was her, and now gone.

Lugh wanted to be done with everything, however he couldn't do it. Thought that his mother would be disappointed on giving up as she sacrificed herself for his life.

For years he lived alone in the woods. He comes across once in awhile to help groups. Those groups helped him to bring the happy, shy, helpful person he was and is.

Then he met Lalon, and man that brought the lightness into Lugh. At first he thought he was crazy teen- not too crazy like the Calvary Boys- in his wicked attitude. They travelled hard, fought together. What made Lugh trust and enjoy his company was when they fought against a biker gang in their wagons which Lalon called them the waker gang.

Then they met Rin, Johan, Killeen, and Vix together, then met Mal, Max, and AJ, and the world changed.

Together they saved those children, who would not die alone, or be left to grow strange and wild. They treated themselves as family.

They became good friends, and Lugh gave his leadership to Mal. He was more wiser and helpful and Mal felt like the girl who would take the lead at any point in her time, which seems tiring. And they both have similar things such as living on their own, living with the Flyer Frontiers and seeing the tragic war upon them. Both wins and losses; Mal had more losses.

He wanted to connect Mal more; well everyone had some PTSD yet Mal may have more and since coming to the Tradepost she's more secretive than ever.

Now Mal is gone. Surrounded my misfits and walking into a death trap of the Saviors grasps.

"Alright everyone, let's jog quietly through the bridge," said Vix then she pointed to the spot with when they tried hunting those elk, "then once we get in, there's a door that leads to tunnels. So we might be swimming."