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Family Reunion
Topic Started: Jul 22 2017, 02:14 AM (915 Views)
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((Emma and Sabrina Luz continued from Deep Below Ground, Where Memories Sleep))

A long time ago, Emma had a sister.

They were close to a year apart in age, but they’d always been in the same grade. No one skipped or anything, but what happened was that they were close enough in age that the school system decided that they were in the same grade. Emma had been born in the fall, but Sabrina had been born over the summer. It’d always been slightly odd to some. She remembered once that someone thought Sabrina was her twin sister. But, because they were in the same grade, it did play a role in how close they were. They’d almost always ended up in the same class together growing up, and even when they went to Junior High, they still found themselves taking the same classes at the same periods. It was something a little odd to think about now, to be honest, but she couldn’t help but think.

Her memories got more and more distant, but she remembered them. She remembered that Sabrina liked Gordon Ramsay. Emma stopped in thought for a moment, to remember who exactly he was. He was the angry British chef, right? The one who shouted, and came up with creative if cruel insults. But he had somewhat of a reason to do that. He’d won countless Michelin Stars, so he probably knew what he was talking about. It wasn’t like Emma didn’t pay attention to what Sabrina liked, it was just… she wasn’t sure of what exactly she remembered and what happened anymore.

Sure, she could remember a few other things. Sabrina had always been worried about her after her diagnosis. When Emma collapsed in... Freshman year, she thought it was? When Emma collapsed, it’d changed a lot of things at home. But Sabrina had been there for her, even then. Sometimes, she’d feel a little guilty that she’d insist on doing things like driving. Emma had always been a bit stubborn, she had to admit. And, well, she did like her independence. But, on the other, looking back… she missed Sabrina.

She wanted to miss everyone.

A lot of people had become monsters over time. They’d become cruel, selfish, and unfeeling. Emma was ashamed that they were part of her school. At the same time, those memories, dim and distant and fading as they were, were still there. She remembered little things. Singing along to songs from Frozen after a concert, but she barely remembered the words. Discussing ways to improve the school with the rest of the student council, but she couldn’t remember what they talked about. But, she remembered. It didn’t make her feel better. It made her feel worse, and uncertain.

Was she any better, either? Even now, when she closed her eyes, she saw Keith. But he was acting suspiciously, wasn’t he?

As her footsteps got slower, Emma leaned against the gurney a bit more. Walking felt automatic. A few times she closed her eyes, only to realize she’d moved a few feet ahead.

She wanted to remember Sabrina. But each time she did, Sabrina’s alive, happy face was replaced by the bloodied, putrefying body in front of her, covered by sheets. She wanted to remember the rest of her family. Tina, Lizzie. She still wasn’t sure if she was ready to forgive Lily, or if she’d ever be able to. She wasn’t sure where exactly she was taking Sabrina. Emma had been hoping that the beach would be a good spot. It was a nice place, but she remembered what happened there.

She stopped. Her legs still felt weak. Her eyes felt heavy.

They were close to the entrance now. There was a sign to her left that said, “Art Therapy.” She’d seen that same sign on her way in. For a moment, Emma stared off into space.

She wondered if she could find the bodies of the rest of her family. She knew where Lily’s was, and if it turned out it wasn’t a danger zone, she could go get it. It’d be a matter of finding Lizzie and Tina, then. Maybe that’s what she should have been doing. Not wallowing in anger and wanting revenge, but instead putting everyone to rest.

Emma closed her eyes, letting herself rest for a moment. Taking Sabrina up the steps and then carting her around had taken a lot of out of her. It’d only be for a moment. She hoped that moment would be enough, and that no one would come across them.
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The door opened, and Emma flinched and opened her eyes.

She turned her head, to see two people standing in the doorway to the Art Therapy room. She tilted her head some, trying to parse them out. They both appeared to be girls, but one was tall and slender. The other, however, wore her hair in a ponytail. Emma’s tired eyes looked them over. For a moment, she even wondered if she was hallucinating again. But, then it hit her.

It was Fiyori and Alba. Fiyori was a killer. She honestly didn’t remember anything about Alba on the announcements, but she got the impression that it may have come up. She didn’t know anymore. What’s worse was that they had guns. Alba was holding a rifle, and it looked like Fiyori may have had something too.

And Fiyori chuckled, while looking right at them. As if there was something funny about it.

Emma’s eyes flicked for a second towards the gurney. She’d left her sword and bag on top, next to Sabrina. It made things easier for her. Emma considered grabbing it for a moment, before letting her eyes dart back to the other two.

She kept her hands tight on the gurney, and her feet placed tightly on the ground. She felt herself grimace.

“W… what are you doing?” she began, but tried again. “What do you want?”

Her eyes flicked back to the sword.
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Why were they looking for a bunch of killers plus… Bryony? Bryony was a shy girl who was artistic, Emma vaguely remembered. But did she kill too? But there was a theme to that list, and Emma didn’t like it. Why would Bryony be on that list if she wasn’t a killer?

Emma gripped the gurney tighter at the mention of Jae’s name. She’d seen him, all right, a few days ago. She… wished she didn’t. The memory of Lily’s broken body came back, and Emma grimaced at the thought.

She tried to think of a good response to that. Should she tell them that she’d seen Jae a few days ago? For all she knew, they’d decided to team up. Dot and Fiyori were both there to kill Isabel, weren’t they? And Dorothy… she’d been unstable. Horrible, even. Some part of her doubted Fiyori was any better.

Before Emma could answer, though, she got another question. Emma’s eyes flicked towards Sabrina for a second.

“Yes,” she snapped, before repeating in a quieter tone. “Yes. Is there a reason you asked?”

Even if her voice wasn’t as snappish, she still felt tense. She had no idea if Fiyori or Alba would do something, but it was safe to assume they would. But Emma’s eyes again, flicked, again towards the sword.
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She physically withdrew a bit as Alba stepped closer.

“It’s…”

Emma looked back at Sabrina, as if she’d have something to say on the whole thing. She was still motionless, still resting under sheets.

“It’s my… my sis- sist-“

She couldn’t get the words out. It was funny. Back home, she got words out easily, didn’t she? Sometimes, even when she was tired, she still could say stuff easily. Didn’t she have a leadership position? But she couldn’t just tell them she was her sister.

Were they genuinely trying to help? Did she find someone who had a few scraps of decency left? For a second, Emma thought about what she saw this morning, before she… found Sabrina. There’d been a list of rules for pacifism, she guessed. Was there a chance that even someone like Fiyori could be genuinely helpful?

Her facial features softened at the thought. But they hardened a second later.

No, they couldn’t. Some part of her wanted it to be true. But, she couldn’t take that risk.

“She isn’t on that list.”

Emma gripped the gurney tighter.

“I’m sorry.”

She hoped that it was enough. Maybe they’d just walk away. But her eyes flicked towards the sword yet another time, just in case.
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They kept pushing the issue. Alba had gotten closer, and closer, until she was right against the gurney. Emma felt her eye twitch. However, she also felt her heart pound. She had no idea why they kept pushing for it. There had to be an ulterior motive. Maybe they were looking for a quick kill while her guard was down. Maybe they wanted to take something off her, trick her the same way Kaitlyn did. Maybe it was something else. She didn’t know. But maybe it was best to get out of here.

“Please, stop-“

Emma pushed forward. She felt the gurney hit something. Something fleshy.
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Alba went clattering to the ground. With it, a loud cracking noise filled the air, and-

Emma felt her left knee give way. She let go of the gurney, and fell to the ground.

At first, she thought that the gunshot had made her limbs go weak. That the reason why it hurt was because she fell on it funny. But she had to look down, and saw it. At first, Emma wasn’t sure what it was, but it took a few seconds to realize. Those few seconds made her heart pound more and more.

The first thing she saw was that streaks of red were pouring down her leg, staining her jeans. The next was the source: two pieces of tile, puncturing her knee. Emma gasped at the sight.

She looked back up. Alba was still sitting on the ground, staring at her. Emma growled, and grabbed for the sword. Her hands shook, and the usual fatigue was replaced by nausea.

She didn’t want to die, not like this. Hopefully she could deal with the wound later, but for no-

Another crack. More debris flew in the air. Emma flinched, but that wasn’t enough. It felt like something cut across her cheek.

It was enough to stop her in her tracks.
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A long time ago, Emma had hopes and dreams.

She’d always been somewhat ambitious, so she knew what she wanted ever since she was little. She wanted to be a doctor, she wanted to help her community, and live a good life. So, she pushed hard for it. She’d kept her grades up, she ran for class president, she tried to improve the school any way she could.

However, the truth was, as determined as Emma was, she also suspected her life would be normal. She’d graduate Cochise, go to college and then medical school, maybe meet someone, maybe start a family with them, maybe go back to living on the Luz compound with her relatives. And then she’d grow old, and eventually die. Of course, there’d been a few times she wondered how much of that was still possible, even back home. Her illness, for example, probably made a lot of that trickier.

It was funny what you think about when you’ve fallen to the floor from a gunshot wound to the torso.

Emma tried to lift her head up, her vision blurring even with her glasses. Her entire body throbbed with a kind of numbness. However, she’d knew what’d happened. She’d been shot, she’d fallen on her back, she was… bleeding. From multiple places. Her face was probably scratched up, or perhaps worse. Her leg still had debris sticking out.

She tried to pull herself back up. Put her hands on the floor underneath her, try to sit up. Try to get away. She knew it’d make her injuries worse, but she had to get back up, try to escape. Fiyori and Alba were likely planning on finishing her off-

She was done for.

No, she wasn’t. She still had hopes, things to do, even here. She was supposed to bury Sabrina, she was supposed to live. She still had things to do, things she wanted to do, things she was supposed to do. People could survive all kinds of things, right? Right? People could live through anything if they just knew what to do, had the drive to-

But could she live through injuries like this?

Emma kept trying to push herself up. She sobbed, she breathed, she gasped. Each time, her arms were weak, too weak, to pull her into a sitting position. It wasn’t even like the usual numbness. It was cold-

It was cold. Her heart was pounding impossibly fast. Her skin felt sweaty. She knew her chances were low, even with her racing thoughts.

But she had to keep trying.

A few more tries of getting back up. She dripped blood onto the floor as she did, a puddle forming around her torso and leg. But a few seconds later, her limbs didn’t respond at all. She was left looking at the cold gray ceiling, her vision fading in and out. One second it was pure darkness, only for the ceiling to fade back in. She heard her own sobs, felt her own tears.

She had no idea what Fiyori and Alba were doing. If they were going to kill her, if they’d run away, or what. But she had to stay awake, keep going. She had to stay awake, she absolutely had to stay awake. Please let her stay awake.

A few more seconds later, and Emma went silent. She stopped struggling. Her eyes, once filled with desperation, slowly dimmed. Emma lay still, her sister’s body laying just a few feet away on a gurney.

If you saw the look on her face alone, you'd think she'd just woken up from a nightmare.

Female Student #022 Emma Luz- ELIMINATED
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