|Eliza: The Savior
Author: Scarlet Phlame PM
There is a time, in our land, a time that floods the land with grief and sorrow. Every scrap of nature has been destroyed, and there is only one person who can save them all. The trouble is, how can you save everyone before you save yourself? How can you find others before you've found yourself?Rated: Fiction T - English - Sci-Fi/Romance - Chapters: 6 - Words: 4,252 - Reviews: 5 - Updated: 01-29-13 - Published: 01-14-13 - id: 3092253
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I coughed then gasped for breath. A major mistake, because I sucked up some sooty, bloody ashes. My tongue was black with grit and ash so I wiped it off with my shirt. Then I remembered what had happened. My house in flames. Running from the Scientists. The helicopter.
I blinked, then got to my feet. Where was I? I remembered falling fast, but not landing.
Then I remembered my necklace. My hand shot to where it should be. It was gone. Panicked, I began brushing ashes aside.
Maybe it had been buried somehow. I thought I might never see it again.
But I had been right; it was merely buried. I dug it out to see the clasp had only snapped open.
Maybe from the shock of impact from falling.
Then I almost fell over. How on earth had I survived that fall?! I pictured myself falling then making an Eliza sized hole in the ground, like a cartoon character. But that obviously wasn't too logical, so I shut that idea out.
But how had I survived? I looked up. Not a tree in sight. Nothing around could stop my fall. I stared at the necklace in my hands. Maybe Mother was right. Maybe it wasn't just some normal necklace at all. Then I almost screamed. There was a boy. Here. And he was lying face down in the Acid River.
I ran over to him and dragged him out of the river. He was still breathing. I relaxed a bit. Then I saw his face and almost screamed again. He was the same boy that had earlier held a gun up to me. He had almost killed me. And I had saved his life.
The world washed around me in waves of color and light, and I blinked, not knowing if I was even alive.
What had happened?
Reality hit me, and I realized I didn't remember anything.
My name, my occupation (if I had one, for that matter,) where I lived, if I had a family.
To the side of me, I noticed a girl with raven-black hair, standing, watching me curiously. I saw a powerful emotion in her eyes. Was it sadness? Regret?
Despite the situation, I couldn't help but think how pretty she was. I wondered if she was going to leave me here to die, I supposed, even though I didn't even know who I was, that that was something I would do.
Gosh, even listening to myself think annoyed me.
The girl jumped when she saw I was awake. I couldn't tell if I'd seen her before. She looked scared, more than I was.
I opened my mouth to speak, but she took a quick step back, like I was a virus or something. Who knows? Maybe I was.
But I couldn't even stand up so if she left me then I would be literally dead meat. I closed my eyes and let myself fall asleep once more.
So here I am, in the middle of nowhere, stumped in between staying with him or leaving. If I left, he'd die, although I wasn't really responsible... But I remembered it was my fault he had fallen in the Acid River. Maybe if I helped him he'd be... a good ally. But what if I helped him and then he shot me in the middle of the (insert swear word here) night? What would I do then? Die, I guess.
But if I left him here he might die! I decided that I needed to stay alive and the first step was to not trust anyone, especially my enemies! But as I turned to leave, I heard him mumble "don't... go..". Well, pretty much, that was it. I had to help him. Help from an ally could really be useful, especially if they trusted him. So I went back.
I helped him sit up and slowly he asked "Who are you? Where am I?" My breathing quickened and I hoped, hoped with all my heart that what I was thinking was true. "Who am I?" He asked.