Rebels

Ch. 30

Lyla had found out what Jack had done.

The following day after Jack had talked with Luca, Lyla had found Luca had drank himself to sleep, and had forced Jack to tell her if he knew about that. Jack had tried to lie to her at first, but as soon as he caved in, she had kicked him out. He didn't know how long he would be out, but it was in the middle of the night when she had done so, and it was cold.

He had wandered aimlessly throughout the streets of the city, and no one was in sight. By the time Lyla had found him, Jack had fallen asleep in an alley and was nearly freezing to death. Lyla had apologized for kicking him out, but he had said he understood.

Then, the next day, Jack had found himself sick. He had woken up with an odd feeling in his stomach, and then the next thing he knew he was vomiting in the sink. Lyla had been in the bedroom, and when she heard Jack was sick, she felt guilty for this. She knew if she had not kicked Jack out into the cold for so long, then he would most likely would have not gotten sick.

Now he was holed up in the basement of the home with a bucket at his side. He didn't want to get anyone else sick, especially not Luca, so both Lyla and Arin agreed he'd be better off a little more secluded from everyone.

He sighed, being bored out of his mind. He knew he had had a fever, because one moment he would be sweating and the next he'd be freezing. His eyes laid on a crate across the room that was unmarked. Curious and with nothing else to do, Jack stood, bringing the bucket with him. He crouched down next to the crate and carefully lifted off its top. Inside, he was met with disappointment, for the crate was filled with a bunch of plain manila folders. Nonetheless, he picked one up and opened it. There was only one paper in it, and it looked like an article.

"Earlier today, the King had decreed a new law, stating that if any bad or improper behavior should occur, then that citizen shall be taken to the palace. All people, if have not already, shall report to the palace immediately to receive a device that will record your every move.
Being a faithful citizen of this city, I myself have also received a device of this sort. I cannot stress any more for all of the citizens who have not to go to the palace immediately, or they will be taken by the palace officials to be corrected."

Jack closed the folder and picked up a new one. When he opened it, a single, small picture lie inside. He picked it up, and examined it. The photograph appeared to be of both Luca and Lyla when they were young, with a man and a woman whom Jack assumed was their parents.

Inside another folder lie another article.

"The so-called rebellion in this city strikes again! Just earlier this afternoon, in the heart of the city which lies the palace, multiple large blotches of paint lie on the ground, along with on the palace doors and windows. It has been reported that no one within the appropriate distance of the palace, nor the officials or the King, had heard any disruptions, and the monitors had not caught any movement. The guards on post that night reported no signs out of the ordinary, so it is not exactly clear on what had happened earlier this afternoon. A photographer by the name of Will Burkham was taking photographs of the palace that day, and a photo in which he took shows a bird's eye view of the palace. These colorful blotches reveal that they are forming a fist. The meaning of this is unknown, and authorities appear to be furious about what occurred just a few hours ago."

This amused Jack. He wish he could've been there to see the face of the King. Yet, something bothered Jack. This article seemed to have been written years ago, and none of the guards had reported anything. It didn't make sense to Jack, as to how an anonymous group of people could paint the palace without the guards catching. How no one could find the rebellion also hit Jack as an unsolvable mystery. Whomever this rebellion used to be, they were good. Yet, all of them were supposedly dead, for the television said so itself, and that the rebellion truly had fallen.

Bile quickly rose up Jack's throat, and he vomited once again into the bucket. When he was done, he sat back, feeling exhausted. His eyes were burning, and he felt a small spurt of anger towards Lyla. A folder suddenly caught Jack's attention. He grabbed it and opened it. Inside was four photos. The first one was in black and white, and it was of a blurry figure that seemed to be the king, judging by the crown that lie atop his head. Jack examined his face, and even though it was a bit blurry, he could tell that in this photo, the King was young.

The second was of another black and white photo, only this time it was of Luca. He was smiling broad and behind him was a man and a woman, presumably his mother and father. What Jack noticed as a little odd was that Lyla was not in the picture.

The third image was of a close up view of a bottle of alcohol. Jack somewhat saw this as humorous, for he expected something much more dark to come from this photo. He stood corrected.

The fourth and final one was the only image of color. It was of a group of people; ten to be exact. They all were similar in that they all wore black bandanas covering half of their face. All of them sat in what appeared to be a large, vacated building. One of them was standing in front of them all, with his back against the camera. He seemed to be giving a lecture to them, and judging by that Jack assumed the man had been the leader of the group. As Jack lifted the photo, dark writing was visible, coming from the back of the photo. Jack flipped it over.

William Burrow- DECEASED
Lucas Greenson- POISON
Aaron Reynolds- GUN
Frank Warner- DECEASED
Zac Rutger- DECEASED
Aaron Hallow- KNIFE
Riley Evans- AMMUNITION
Ian Adams- VEHICLE
Brian Thompson- DECEASED
Link Fitzgerald-