Desolation, J. B. Everett [reading a book txt] 📗

at him and when I see what he is doing, a wave of nausea passes over me.

Ian is kneeled on the floor, cradling Tessa #2's unconscious body in his arms.

What. The. Fuck.

He looks up at me and furtively drops her body back onto the floor.

"What the hell is going on?" I ask quickly, trying hard to keep my voice level.

"I...um...this looks weirder than it really is" Ian mumbles.

"What is going on? Why were you holding her in your arms?" I ask again, taking a step towards him.

"I...I just wanted to see if she was okay" he says.

"Why? She's not real!" I exclaim angrily.

Just yesterday he told me never to go back into this room ever again. And now here he is, cradling her unconscious body in his arms to see if she is okay.

"What do you mean?" Ian asks.

"She's my clone; she's not a real person!" I exclaim lividly.

"Sorry" Ian says bluntly, standing up.

I swallow hard, composing myself.

"It's okay" I say.

But I don't really mean it. Something about the way he was holding her body in his arms weirds me out. I shudder, trying to shake the disturbing thoughts from my mind.

"Is everyone okay?" Ian asks, walking towards me.

I nod.

"Yeah, everyone's fine. Tristan's a little banged up but other than that everyone made it" I say.

When Ian reaches me he puts his hands on my hips and gives me a small smile.

"I'm glad you're okay" he whispers.

"Me too. And um...I think we should get out of here" I say.

"Right. Probably not safe being in an underground room that could crumble at any minute" Ian says, laughing.

I force myself to laugh slightly, despite the fact that my heart is still pounding in my chest.

"C'mon let's go" he says.

We turn around and walk towards the door. Just before we leave Ian turns around, looking one last time at Tessa #2. She is sprawled out on the floor, immobile with her skin white as a ghost. I eye him sharply as he continues to stare at her for a few moments. Finally, I grab his arm and pull him out.

In a deafening silence, we walk towards the ladder. Smoke and debris are still swirling around in the air, causing my lungs to burn again with every breath I take. When we finally reach the ladder I climb up first, followed by Ian. Once we emerge up and out into the fresh air, I take a huge deep breath, sucking in all of the fresh, clean air that I can.

Damn, it feels good to be outside again.

"Ian!" someone shouts.

I turn around and look to see Nikki and Dylan rushing over towards us.

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"How the hell are you alive man?" Dylan asks, clapping Ian on the back.

"He was in the secret room" I say.

"You were right Tessa. I'm sorry that I didn't believe you" Nikki says.

"Don't worry about it" I reply.

That's when I remember. I glance over Nikki's shoulder to see Tristan, still laying on the ground. Eve is knelt down on the ground next to him.

"How's Tristan doing?" I ask.

Nikki turns around, glancing back at the two of them.

"I don't know" she murmurs.

"I'll go check" I say, and begin to walk towards the two of them.

Before I even arrive, Eve whips around, staring at me with her dark, beady eyes.

"What do you want?" she snaps.

"Geez! I just wanted to see if Tristan's okay!" I say, stopping in my tracks.

"He's fine" Eve says abruptly.

When I look down at Tristan, I notice that he looks nothing close to fine. Blood is oozing all over his face from a large cut on his head and there are many nasty bruises trailing up his arms.

"Um...he doesn't look too good" I say.

"He'll be fine. They told me he has to be healthy when they come and rescue him" Eve says.

"You mean the people who are coming to only rescue you and Tristan?" I ask angrily, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Yes" Eve says flatly.

"When are these people coming? Because to me, it seems like might of forgot about you" I sneer, grinning.

"Oh they'll come for us, believe me. Just watch; they'll be here any day now" Eve says defensively.

"Uh-huh" I say, nodding slowly.

All of a sudden, there is a loud cough. I look down at Tristan, who has fallen into a coughing attack. My stomach flips when I see blood coming out of his mouth with every cough.

On instinct, I kneel down on the other side of him. Both Eve and I watch nervously as he continues to cough; wretched coughs that wrack his entire body. Eve grabs his hand in hers and squeezes it gently. Finally, once his fit ends, his eyes flash open. First, they focus on Eve. But then, they swivel and lock with mine.

"Tess..." he whispers, his voice raspy.

He wrenches his hand free from Eve and lifts it up towards me, placing it lightly on my shoulder. Eve looks up at me, an enraged look on her face. All I can think of right now is how angry Ian must be if he is watching this.

"Hey" I say.

"What happened?" he asks.

"Yeah, why did the hatch blow up?" Eve asks, looking at me.

I swallow hard. I can't tell them that I am the one that caused it. If I do, everyone will hate me.

"I..I don't know. I was outside and all of a sudden it just randomly blew up. They must of figured out that we were inside one of their stations" I lie.

"Is...is everyone okay?" he asks.

I nod.

"Good" he murmurs.

"I don't know if you are though" I say nervously.

He then slowly sits up, leaning up against a tree. Chapter Forty-Eight

I watch, frozen in a shocked silence, as Eve's body falls from the lifting helicopter down to the beach.

Ian. Just. Killed. Eve.

It's as if everything is going in slow motion; I cannot process what just happened. All that I can do is stare at Eve's crumpled, lifeless body. My insides churn when I look into her glassy eyes, which are illuminated by the moonlight.

And then, before I can move a muscle, the gunfire starts.

I duck as the men from the helicopter begin to shoot down with their guns.

But not at me.

At Ian.

I watch in horror as Ian runs, dodging the bullets as they zip past his head. He is going to get shot; there's no denying it.

I have to do something.

"STOP! STOP RIGHT NOW!" I scream at the top of my lungs, throwing my arms up in the air.

But the men continue to ruthlessly shoot at Ian. He continues to run away as fast as he can, but the bullets whizzing through the air nearly hit him every time. Then, my heart stops when I hear Ian scream out in pain. I whip around to see him laying on the ground, holding his leg and shouting out in agony.

He has been shot. And they are still continuing to shoot at him.

They are going to kill him.

I then do something that requires every ounce of courage I have inside of me. I step right in front of where they are firing.

Immediately, all of the men stop firing and stare at me, with their guns at the ready. The helicopter stops lifting and hovers in the air a few feet above us. I stare back at them breathlessly, utter terror in my eyes.

"What do you want" one of them says gruffly.

"Stop shooting at him. Please" I say weakly, my voice trembling.

The men raise their guns and point them at me. Instantly, my heart begins to pound in my chest. I throw my arms up in the air, then shout,

"Please, don't shoot! You shot him already, isn't that enough"

By now, tears are uncontrollably screaming down my face. All of the men continue to stare at me, bewildered looks on their faces. I can hear Ian whimpering in pain behind me.

"Please...we're all innocent" I say desperately.

"That boy just killed her. He is not innocent" one of the men says, pointing the tip of his gun down to Eve's body.

I turn around and look back at Ian, who is laying down on the sand and grasping his bloody leg. I then turn back to them and cry,

"Look, I know he just shot at her. But listen to me right now; we all have been kidnapped on this island for weeks. We are starving. We are tired. We have no memories, and we are starting to go crazy. I swear to God, Ian did not mean to shoot her. So please....please don't kill him"

The men scrutinize me for a few moments.

"I think she's gone mad" I hear one of the men say to the others.

"I'm not crazy!" I shout, my voice rising with anger.

No one can understand everything that we have been through.

"Please, all that we want is to get off of this island and get far away from the horrible people that have trapped us here. We...we want to go home, wherever home is" I say, my voice breaking.

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"Look, we were sent here to rescue Tristan Reyes and only Tristan Reyes. We weren't informed that other children were kidnapped. And where is Tristan?" one of them says.

"Here"

I turn around and watch as Tristan's steps forward. He swallows hard and looks up at the men in the helicopter.

"Who are you people? Who sent you to rescue just me?" Tristan asks.

"Can we tell him?" one of the men murmurs to what I assume to be their leader."

The man nods, then says,

"We are from the US National Guard. And I know that you cannot remember this, but you Tristan, you are the son of the President of the United States"

What?

I turn and look at Tristan, whose face has turned pale. He takes a slow step backwards, shaking his head.

"No...what the hell are you talking about?" he asks.

"Yes Tristan. You are the President's son. Right after you were kidnapped your father ordered the CIA to track down where they took you. It took us a long time, mainly because the Blair Institute, your captors, wiped this island off the radar. But through advanced military technology we finally cracked the code and found your location. And now we're here to rescue you" the man explains.

It takes a few moments for all of this to sink in. Finally, Tristan says,

"What is the Blair Institute and why did they kidnap us?" Tristan asks shakily.

"They are a highly confidential organization, so we do not know much about them or why they kidnapped you children. All we know is that they are human cloning research institution. But they are not good people" the man says.

Tristan nods slowly, then says,

"Well if you're here to rescue me you're going to have to rescue all of us. Or else I'm not going"

I look up at the men, a pleading look in my eyes.

"Well I suppose we can. But it's going to be a tight squeeze; this helicopter is not that big" the man says.

A huge flood of excitement flows through my body. I am going to go home.

Home.

The word rings in my