Chp 35: Undetermined Caution: Final Chapter, so uhm… Please, do not murder me. This is actually the final chapter. ___ Not much could be taken from what had happened. Korse or some random passerby had almost killed them off. The sphere exploded not too long after Gerard and Frank rushed into the shack; it didn’t provide much of a shelter, but it was just enough. Anyone who witnessed wouldn’t have believed it if someone crawled out of the rubble and dirt. Honestly, it looked as if no one survived, or at least have the ability to walk away with only mere bruises and cuts. A few pebbles crumbled; someone was alive after all. The small body moved around and unburied herself; Grace had survived. She fumbled around and quickly dug around areas where she had previously seen her fellow killjoys. The first she uncovered was Dee, Pony, Ray, Mikey, then soon after, she found Frank with Gerard lying a few inches away. No girl her age should have to see things like this. No girl her age should wonder what would happen to their families, if they were actually living. She fell to her knees between the two final men she found and silently blamed herself, but she knew it was not her fault that the bomb was out there. They only found it moments before the timer went off; they could not have got away in time. A subtle cough came from one of them. Grace looked down and saw Gerard’s eyes glancing around. He never moved; he just looked around. Grace grasped his hand and thanked God at least one of them made it. She used her free hand to clear the rocks from his legs. He coughed again and she noticed a few specks of blood on the ground around his head. “Gerard?” she choked trying to make sense of everything. “Please, tell me it’s going to be okay. I want everything to be okay. Please, stay awake.” His eyes fidgeted then landed on her. He didn’t want to tell her to leave, nor did he want her to watch him fade. He gently squeezed her hand and looked up seeing a few shadowy figures hovering around in the desert. The sky seemed to be hazy, but the sooner he said what he had thought, the better of a chance she had to get away without the figures finding her right off the bat. “Grace. Run.” “What?” she cried subtly. “Run. Get out of here. Don’t let them find you. Don’t let them take you alive.” His vision started to turn blurry. “Go.” “I can’t.” “Go… If that’s my last dying wish, would you do it?” he asked seeing the sun gradually peeking over the horizon and revealing several of their enemies. He watched her nod, then used all of his remaining strength to shove her, “Then go.”She obediently took off and quickly vanished before the sun fully exposed itself to the world. He blinked a few times then closed his eyes, and waited. Footsteps could be heard crackling over the rubble and dirt, followed by a distinct voice, “Get the body bags. They’re dead.” “Where’s the girl?” “Who cares? She’s no use to us out here,” the voice responded in a hush tone. Gerard felt a boot nudge his shoulder, but he refused to move and held his breath. “Why don’t you shoot him? He’s still breathing.” “He won’t last much longer.” Gerard realized it was Korse that had been walking around him. “Why won’t you open your eyes, Party Poison? Ain’t I pretty enough to be the last thing you see?” He was nudged again with a boot. “Do want to suffer, or do you want to be put out of your misery?”Korse never received an answer, “Let’s go. We’ll come back later or let their bodies serve as a warning.” Cracking his eyes open, Gerard heaved trying to regain his breath. His soul couldn’t rest until he finished what he set out to do when Korse first kidnapped Grace then Mikey; put that man out of his misery. He dug next to himself and found his gun amongst the rubble next to his leg, “Korse.” The pale, bald man spun on his heels and saw a yellow laser gun pointed at him, “Oh. Well, I misjudged you. You’re a fighter.” He continued on his long rant and stepped towards Gerard. “Bastard,” Gerard hissed feeling weaker as he squeezed the trigger, sending a laser through Korse’s chest. His arm fell to the ground while the draculoids stared at him. None of them made a move or pulled their guns out; they simply walked away, leaving him. -- A news reporter in New York announced, "Another explosion roared near Los Angeles, California. Authorities have not investigated the western states yet due to the massive amount of radiation, but a young girl was found in Colorado; her name is Grace Clark. She only appears to suffer from dehydration and exhaustion. Five men were found perished from the source of the second explosion. Another man from the same explosion was flown to a nearby hospital; identification on them has yet to be determined. The man, that was found alive, is in critical condition. Stay tuned for further news." ____________________________________________________________ The ending might be misleading as an end, but it's one of those that may or may not be open for sequel or a 'what happened next' chapter.