Author: Sydney858 PM
Sequel to Lost Love. They lived on the country side for nearly 20 years but what happens when they're forced out of their home and onto the decayed streets of the once known Zone 1. They must travel by day, but where are they going and why. Amelia constantly questions her parents need to keep moving and where does the blond timekeeper fit into this. Kors x ocRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 2 - Words: 5,033 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 01-30-13 - Published: 12-22-12 - id: 8820435
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Sequel to Lost Love
Chapter 1: Cynical girl in a Cynical world
We've just got word the time crunch has just reached the European Districts.
Riots have broken out in the streets.
I don't know how much longer this broadcast network will survive now that the time crunch has reached the rest of the world.
It's been a year and we're still on the air, those of you that are still watching...stay safe.
This could possible be the end of the civilized world.
It's been 22 years since Will Salas disrupted the American Zones. With so much time taken from the zones they were never able to recover. The time problem soon spread to the rest of the world, no one was safe.
She stretched out on her back staring up at the faint light of the stars, her hands behind her head. She felt small and insignificant staring out to the vast universe. She was able to recognize a few constellations from what her parents had told her and what she had read in books. She pointed one of her fingers to the sky tracing the big and little dipper. She had closed one eye in concentration.
She was brought out of her star-gazing when she felt a tap to her foot. She looked to the person standing at her feet. "What?" she drawled. "It's your turn for watch." one of the many ex-timekeepers stated annoyed, Patty. Amelia neglected to respond and walked off to take up her post for watch. She could hear Patty muttering under her breath as Amelia walked away. "Bite me." Amelia mumbled under her breath as a response. Roth who had been standing off to the side chuckled, she flashed him a small smirk before taking her spot to watch over the camp.
"Did you get any sleep?" She heard a soft accented voice ask behind her. She glanced at the women before shaking her head. "No." her voice soft as she addressed her mother. "You haven't slept in two days. It's not healthy." Anna's voice stated worried. "Shouldn't you be with dad." Amelia stated avoiding the question, slumping in her seat.
"You don't have to keep taking these shifts. We have plenty of people to help with this type of thing." Anna added waving her hand across the camp to emphasize her point. Amelia leaned back letting out a sigh. "If this is about..." Anna started. Amelia shot up glaring at her mother before she could finish the thought. "Just drop it." She whispered through her teeth. Her mother held up her hands in surrender. "Just try to get a bit of sleep." She responded coming close kissing her forehead before moving back to where her father had set up their sleeping area.
Amelia sat back relaxing but watching for anything suspicious. She had been there about an hour and she could feel her eyes getting heavy.
"Hey kid, don't fall asleep I really don't feel like being murdered in my sleep." Rondo's voice cut in to her thoughts. She chuckled softly trying to fight off the sleep. "Go sleep, its my turn anyway." He nudged her. She nodded yawning and heading back to her sleeping area.
The next day the camp packed up ready to move on after exhausting the resources of the area. Not that they stayed in one place very long. She looked around the camp as she folded up her sleeping bag. She watched as the ex-timekeepers and minutemen argued over something stupid, again. Her mother, father and Uncle watched as well with mixed emotions.
She tried to keep to herself it was best that way, being the youngest in camp wasn't easy. She unwrapped her arm bandage before re-wrapping it over her unusual clock. "It never stops being weird seeing that." She heard a female voice behind her. She turned to stare at one of the six women in camp, Debbie. She usually avoided talking to the timekeepers but Abby was the exception.
"I'm use to it." Amelia breathed out. "Did your clock really start when you were born?" Debby asked nervously, trying to avoid striking a nerve. Amelia glanced at her briefly before nodding. "Thats what I'm told." she answered turning back to pack. "So you really can't give time." Debbie persisted. Amelia let out a shaky breath trying to calm herself. "Yeah I can only take time, I can't give it back." she cut out trying to end this uncomfortable conversation. Debbie went to say something else when Amelia cut her off.
"Was there something you needed?" She asked briskly letting her know she was done talking about her clock. Debbie shook her head before walking off to join the other timekeepers. Four women and four men including her uncle Jeremy, compared to the minute men which is five rowdy men, including her father. So in total it was six women and nine men. Amelia sighed she hated talking about her arm, it never left her in a good mood.
"You ready Lia?" Her dads firm accented voice asked behind her, startling her slightly. "Yeah." She answered hoisting her back pack over her shoulder. He grabbed the back over neck gently bringing her head close, kissing her forehead before shoving her away slightly causing her to laugh at his sudden actions.
His face broke into a grin when he saw her laugh, it had been a while for all of them. She glanced to the rest of the group and noticed her mom and Uncle Jay were smiling at the two. The rest of the group was in various states of shock and amusement. She immediately straightened and started in the direction knowing the rest were following.
They had walked for a few hours. The summer sun beat down on the group, Amelia felt the sweat run down her forehead and down her neck. What she wouldn't give to use a shower she had heard the others talk about. A constant flow of water and hot, well she wasn't sure if hot water was really what she wanted now but a shower non the less. It was odd for her to be around all these people, they talked of things she's never seen and probably never would. She was stuck with pictures and descriptions from old books and magazines.
She trudged along with the rest, her back pack slapped gently against her back as she walked. "Five minute water break." I heard Uncle Jay halt the group. A wave of relief washed through the group as they dropped their bags to retrieve their water. Amelia saw her Uncle and her parents murmuring to each other before Uncle Jay took off. She sighed in exasperation, he was always sneaking off for a couple of days and almost always returning with another ex-timekeeper that had managed to last the 22 years. With out her moms help she wasn't sure how most people survived but she really didn't know what went on before the time crunch. Seeing as she's only 20.
She took a small swig of her water. She took her small towel and wiped the excess sweat from her neck and face before staring at it in disgust."Do you think he'll bring more women?" She heard Rondo smirk. She eyed him before lightly punching his arm. "You would say that." She mumbled as he chuckled. "There's too many men and not enough women." He added glancing at the group. Amelia shrugged at his comment. She glanced but not the same way he was. She saw a group of people thrown together by circumstances, they were lucky to be alive in her opinion. She didn't care the ratio. She threw her back pack over shoulder as the group started to move again.
She let her honey hair out of the loose pony-tail before putting it back up, trying to keep it off her neck. As they moved farther into zone two she could see more buildings clustered together. They were entering the zone center, that was once densely populated. She had lost herself in thought when she felt the excited ripple of the group. She glanced up and noticed a hotel or a motel she wasn't sure which. Her eyes lit in excitement as the group murmured. She just hoped they had beds still intact she was tired of sleeping on the ground.
She nearly cried when she saw the still intact bed in the hotel room. It had been too long since she had a decent nights sleep on a bed. She saw the others with similar sentiments.
Since Will nearly killed Fortis in a motel she's hated motels. She walked through the offices opening and closing drawers looking for anything useful. Moving from the offices she moved to find a still intact room with a big enough bed. She put her stuff in the room grabbing a few cans of food. She sighed they were running low on edible food, there was only so many things that could with stand 22 years on the shelf. She helped prepare the food with some of the others. "Hey look what I found." Amelia stated walking to the group holding three bottles of alcohol. Anna was positive she had no idea what they were. "What kind did you find?" one of the minutemen asked standing to take a look. "This one says Whiskey, that one says Vodka and this other one says Wine." She stated picking out the key words on the bottle ignoring the brands. "What are they?" she asked after a second. The others laughed, Amelia glared at the insult. "It's alcohol." Anna told her calmly. Amelia glanced at her mother before taking a spot near the food, pulling out her pocket dictionary. It was one of the most useful presents they had gotten her. She noticed the edges were frayed and tattered from the constant use. She smiled sadly. The others had started in on the alcohol, it wasn't really a good idea as they were already close to dehydration but one night of relaxation wasn't so bad. The morning however was going to be another story.
It was interesting to see some of the minutemen and ex-timekeepers starting to warm up to each other after a little liquor. Anna watched the groups as she ate, Fortis sitting silently by her side. "Do you know how long it's been since we had a room to ourselves." He whispered.
She snorted causing him to grin like a kid on christmas. Anna and Fortis finished quickly, he grabbed her hand and dragged her down the hall causing her to giggle. It had been along time since she had a reason to giggle. Fortis stared at her for a second before hoisting her over his shoulder. "Don't you think you're getting a little old to lifting things. Wouldn't want you to break a hip." she smiled coyly as he fixed her with a slight glare.
He growled at her before tossing her down on the bed. She bounced slightly laughing at him. He paused just looking at her. "I like when you laugh, you don't do it much anymore." His voice getting thicker. She crawled up to her knees. She ran her hands over his neck and into his hair bringing his head into her shoulder.
"It's just you and me tonight. We'll let the worry and fear come back tomorrow. You're a good man and a good father don't let anyone make you think otherwise." He snorted at her silly speech but brought his head up. "That was the best you could do?" He smirked. She huffed and slapped at him. He caught her hands and tugged her forward bringing her body flush against his. She leaned in taking in his scent. He jerked her back gently placing kisses along her neck and jaw. Her body responded pleasantly as he nipped at her throat, before finally planting a soft kiss to her lips. It had been so long since they had a night like this. He let her arms go and started to push her down to the bed. She made quick work of his pants and shirt, he did the same with hers. As he thrust into her, it was slow and deliberate taking the time to fill her. She clutched him like he was the only thing keeping her from falling over the edge.
An hour later Fortis was laying flat on his back with his hand behind his head and the other wrapped around her waist as she lay across his chest. She was absently tracing his tattoo's when he gently grabbed her wrist kissing the inside where her infinite tattoo was.
She watched her parents take off to their room, shaking her head. She was definitely not going to bed any time soon. She watched as the others started drinking the alcohol she had found. After reading what it was she wasn't really interested, but she thought it was funny to see how the others were reacting. "Come on kid have a drink with us." Rondo slurred slightly bumping her as his cordination became less accurate. She chuckled at his antics. He held out a glass to her, she smelled it before pulling her head back sharply at the strong, strange scent. "Which one is this?" She asked curiously staring at it.
"Take one sip and I'll tell you." He slurred with a lopsided smirk. "Fine." She rolled her eyes as she took the glass. She took a small sip and felt the burn in her throat, she immediately started coughing and gagging. Rondo laughed along with a few others that had witnessed what happened. "Whiskey will do that to ya." He chuckled before taking the glass and walking away. She glared after him wondering if the after taste was ever going to go away.
As the night wore she watched as the others carried on finishing the bottles. Some passed out, others vomited then passed out and there were a few that hadn't had that much a were still awake. She took up first watch making sure just because they had drinks didn't mean they were getting out of guard duty. She was looking into the dark streets through the lobby window watching for any movement. She had been there for about an hour and she could feel herself relax into her position when she saw movement across the street.
Two to three people were moving through the building alleyways. She whistled lowly as not to wake up anyone that was already asleep but alerting the ones that were already awake. "What is it?" Debbie asked coming to stand next to her. "Two maybe three people there." She pointed taking out her firearm.
"What should we do?" Debbie asked quietly.
Okay so this is the Sequel to Lost Love. I know I posted a story earlier, but I didn't like how the I had written the other one it seemed more like a rough draft so hopefully this one is written a little better. Some of it probably seems similar and the first two chapters will probably be familiar to some. Thanks for giving the story a second chance. Review or message me for any questions, concerns, or constructive critism. Thanks for reading :) It might take me a while to update im currently finishing up another story.