Pangaea* (Under revision!)

50.5 million years into the future, and Earth has reverted back to it's original state-the super continent of Pangaea. A new country is born, learning from past mistakes. A girl, riddled with sadness but an unknown power. A boy, with a silver spoon in his mouth and pockets full of money. This infant country is, however, surrounded by war and death, and both boy and girl are no exception. When a government plot threatens to overthrow everything they hold dear, Adelle and Marcus must search themselves to decide what's right.

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         "Andrew!" I screamed, throwing the women in black aside and stabbing the nearest thing I could in her direction. I suppose Fate pitied me, for the item I grabbed was a sharp spear, it's blade honed to deadly perfection. I heard the sickening 'thud' as the weapon buried itself into the enemy's stomach.  I didn't look back, didn't think. All I saw was Andrew, and the scarlet blood that leaked onto the ground surrounding him. "No, he needs his blood..."

          I sank to my knees next to him and pried away his shirt from his wound. I gasped, and tried not to vomit. A large hole punctured straight into his stomach, and blood poured out. I couldn't tell how much he had lost. It was a clean cut. "Come on, come on, you can't die on me now." I whispered, acutely aware of the tears pouring down my cheeks. I lifted my shirt over my head and tore the cheap, thin fabric with my teeth. "You're not going to die. You'll be fine. You'll be fine." I chanted over and over. I tied the makeshift bandage around him, and tried desperately to avoid looking Andy in the eyes. I knew that if I looked, I wouldn't be able to keep going. I wouldn't be able to keep hoping he'd come out of this okay, and that one day I would wake up from this terrible nightmare, and I would hold Darren close. I would hear Eliza in the next room, crying. I would smile, and explain what happened. We would look back and laugh. . . 

        "Ade-Bean, look at me." "You'll be fine, you'll be okay. Penelope will yell at you for not being careful, and I'll pop her in the mouth when she whines about you being gone for so long and for not getting her presents, and Mom'll" "Stop." Andrew's voice cut through me like a knife. "I'm. . . not going to be alright. I'm dying, Ade-Bean." I forced myself to keep looking away. "Adelle Rose, you look at me right now before I kick your ass to the next forest over." I smiled weakly. "As if, peanut brain. Even when we were little, you couldn't beat me in Rock-Paper-Scissors, let alone kick my ass." He laughed, but his face crumpled in pain, and I was brought back to reality. 

       A soft hand pushed gently on my chin, forcing me to look up. "Andy...." I whispered. His face was pale, blonde hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. Instinctively, I reached out to brush it away. I was still avoiding his eyes. If I didn't look, he would stay. "Ade..." His voice sounded so broken, so ultimately and utterly helpless. I took a deep breathe, and slowly looked into his deep green eyes. Tears welled up, blurring my vision. He was still my Andy, my big brother. "Andy!" I lowered myself down onto the ground next to him, and snuggled into his side the best I could. "Don't leave me, big brother. I still need you. I need you." The harsh words of the past melted away behind a curtains of memories from my childhood.

            Too Be continued....WHAT DO YOU THINK THE MEMORIES ARE? MAYBE ILL ADD ON TO THIS..IDK...SO MANY IDEAS!

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