The Last Survivor {Complete}

Chapter 3: One Wish

Alex was the first to turn around. His grip tightened around the water bottle. When he heard another shift behind him, Alex turned seeing the same group of people who had came into the shop few days ago standing around them both. Jax had his fists tightened ready to fight them. But, the only problem was they were all holding guns. The man with a lion tattoo on his neck moved forward, his fingers trailing onto Alex's neck gently before walking ahead to look at Jax.

"What do you want?" Jax questioned looking directly into the man's eyes, his fingers slowly slipping into his left pocket.

"Too many people living on this universe will cause havoc. Especially when there isn't enough water." The man started as he pointed the gun onto Jax's neck, "Give me your bag of water and I will let you go. Deal?"

It was almost impossible for Jax to give up his bags of water. He didn't want to, and he wouldn't. He salvaged them with his own hard work and no one would be able to have a fair share of it except Alex. When his fingers felt the metallic blade of his knife, he immediately pushed the gun away with his right arm taking a step backwards, his left arm pulling out the knife, jabbing it into the man's shoulder as he twisted the arm. The gun fell down freely and Alex immediately picked it up shooting the men and women who were surrounding them quickly. Jax killed the man, the knife pierced through his neck as he kicked the lifeless body on the ground, his gloves soaked with blood.

Alex heaved as he took the gun, twirling it on his fingers before he stood up next to Jax, "You alright, buddy?"

"I am. You?" Jax questioned removing his gloves.

"Yeah. Never been better. I have been waiting most of my life to use a real gun." Alex admitted openly as he took a step towards the other man picking up another gun and the other two handing two of it to Jax, "Keep it close to you. Even if you did not get the aim, they would be afraid of these than knives."

Jax chuckled, "Am I going to be convinced that you are not going to kill me?"

Alex laughed, "No. I am not going to kill you. We made a great team together." Alex spoke as he took his bag down picking out a pair of new gloves handing it to Jax, "Here, you need these."

Jax smiled removing his gloves dropping it on the ground muttering a soft thank you. Alex didn't want to question why but from the corner of his eyes, he noticed the scars on both his knuckles. There weren't normal scars. They looked like wounds against wounds. Alex didn't want to open another wounded story. They had to move on. He watched Jax slipped the new pair of gloves on his palms and the boy smiled.

"Thank you, Alex. Now, let's go."

The bodies were sprawling on the ground. Their eyes wide opened as they looked out into the horizon to nowhere in particular. Just as they took a few steps away from the place, the wind began to change from warm to immense cold. It was breezy, the air was almost ten times cooler, but the sun was still shinning brightly in the sky, the red clouds surrounding it. Mother Nature always had weird ways of work but there were all for a reason, a reason they did not know. Jax pulled his jacket tighter walking side by side with Alex. The ground was getting cooler each time they took a step ahead to the West. They passed skeletons, dried bodies, dried trees and even several dead animals. It was a gruesome sight to look at. Jax sauntered next to Alex, their skin felt the cold air, their jackets were pulled tighter to their bodies and the were walking against the cold, strong wind.

The red and grey clouds began to gather in the skies. Once in while rumbles were heard above them. The wind was howling, lifting up mere light pieces of sands, dried leaves and even rotten bones. Jax looked up, his brown eyes observing the skies. It reminded him of movies like Into The Storm or even one of the scenes from Jurassic Park except that whatever happening around him is real, that he might get killed – for real. Jax noticed a flash of lightning across the clouds, it's multiples lines disappeared after a while like a ninja. Grey clouds began to fill every inch of the skies. The lands were empty. Looking ahead, Jax noticed another stack of fallen buildings. He personally hoped it was another fallen town so that they would be able to take refuge in there. Jax was tired of running at the same time, he was tired of surviving. Another lightning stroked across the clouds except that this time, it was followed by a loud rumbling sound causing him to close his ears.