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"Revelations"



~Chapter Ten- The Mouth Of Hell~**

Her bluish green eyes stare at the white desolate halls of the hospital as she collapses in a plush seat in the waiting area. The only sound was the small ticking of the clock vibrating down the hall. This is her first break since the war broke out and she couldn't believe she didn't feel sleepy. She sighs and perks her head at the side of tbe swinging doors. Howie enters through it and feeling as tired as she was, joins her, taking a seat beside her.

"If I see another dead body brought in here, I'll think give up my job." Howie whispers, his dark tan complexion glowing in the harsh white lights of the hospital. He rubs his fingers over a stained bloodspot that he had gotten from the wounded being brought in the emergency rooms. So far more than two hundred lives were either taken or damaged and many were brought in nearby hospitals to save the lucky ones. His chocolate eyes gaze at Ana softly for a while before he spoke again.

The only thing that ran through Ana's mind was the girl she had crashed into earlier today. It seems that she knew her from before. But she couldn't place her finger on it. "Na, don't give up. People need you. I need you." She whispers to Howie, leaning on his shoulder.

Howie cringes in pain when she wraps her arm around his waist. "Ow." He whispers softly under his breathe. He tilts his head, eyeing Ana. Her golden locks tumble over his shoulder concealing her sleeping face from him. He was lucky she didn't hear him, or she would question him and now wasn't the time. He raises his head to see a small television on hanging on the top of the wall. It was blaring news and the pictures showing were so horrific that Howie had to close his eyes from it. He's never seen anything like this before in his life. The Darker Elitions are stronger and more powerful in their technology which seems to be wiping off the human race. Howie gulped and knew that if he wasn't part of the paramedic team, he might have been in the war himself. He feared for his life and he knew if he was in the war, his body would have been brought in by now. Howie gulps carefully and unwraps the sleeping Ana from him. He quietly lies her on the plush sofa and kisses her cheek softly before heading down the hall. He could feel the cracked flesh on his back beginning to burn again and the trickling of the blood beginning to ooze out of an open wound.

He walks down the hall and crashes into a young woman rushing towards the waiting area. Her dark brown eyes gleam in anxiety and her snowy complexion glitters in the hall lights. The long braided dark brown hair topples down her back as she apologizes and runs to pick up a purse she had left on a sofa in the waiting room. Howie watches the young girl smiling and as quickly as she had entered, she left the area. Howie seen her before, one of the young women that was standing nearby when Ana crashed into a civilian in the middle of the hallway. Howie sighs and heads back into the emergency room where his shift was about to be over.


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The screen showed the horrific news as it played out before everyone's eyes. A.J. who was wiping the counter with a wet rag stops and watches the gasps in the club. People began screaming for their lost loved ones who's name scroll across the television screen. The club began emptying out as people headed out in fear and sadness.

"Freddy, No!! Freddy!" One woman shouted as she collapsed on the floor crying. One man helped her up and exited with her out the club.

The club held a quiet eerie feeling as everyone exited out. Jamelet turns around to see the look on A.J.'s face.

"Mi amor, que esta pasando?" (My love, what is happening?) Jamelet asks, her lips quivering in fear. Her peach complexion seemed to have lost some color due to the anxiety she was feeling.

A.J. sighs and shakes his head, "WWIII is on mama. The Darker Elitions have invaded Earth and we're in danger." He says quickly.

Jamelet shakes her head in shock and turns around in time to see Nick cleaning the mess he made on the floor after he first saw the news. "Nick you ok?" She asks concerned, running up to the young blonde haired man.

Nick stands up, his arms quivering as he clutches the tray in his hands. "Na, no. I have to go to the war. Me and Rose are being set out tomorrow morning. But I can't do this. I don't think I'm gonna live to see the next day. Did you see the Elitions? They'll blow us away!! We don't stand a chance against them. And the sad part is that Rose thinks it's not a big deal!"

Jamelet sees Rose and A.J. talking and A.J. stops in time to see the two looking at them. Rose smiles, her innocent ocean blue eyes sparkle without a care in the world. A.J. licks his lips slowly and passing his fingers through his black short hair gazes at his girlfriend Jamelet.

"What is it? You wanna tell me something?" Jamelet asks, nearing the bar counter with A.J. behind it.

A.J. nods his head and Rose moves out the way to stand next to her brother Nick.

"I. I didn't know how to break this to you but maybe this letter will explain it all. I received it this afternoon in the mail. I couldn't tell you." A.J. whispers, his voice cracking in dread.

Jamelet takes the folded paper in her hands and opens it. Her mouth drops open and she lets the paper float to the tiled floor. "They want you too. When do you have to go to war?"

A.J. smiles softly and comes around the counter to stand next to Jamelet. "Tomorrow. I'm going with Nick and Rose. We'll be in the same unit together. I can watch them."

Jamelet bites on her lower lip and shakes her head, her dark brown locks topple down her back. "But who will watch you?" The tears in her eyes welling up.

A.J. sighs and embraces her tightly as they along with the twins watch the horror in the news unfold before them on the television.


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Kimberly waited impatiently for her cousin Alison to retrieve her purse she had left behind. Kevin smirks and leans back in the driver's seat, his fingers drumming the steering wheel as he watches the look of annoyance across his younger cousin's face. Her light tan complexion glowed softly from the street lights as she peers her head out the passenger's side window. Brian gulps in the back seat and stares at his cell phone in his hands. His ocean blue eyes peer at Kevin and finally conjuring the strength, asks Kevin a question.

"Kev. did you get drafted in the war?" Brian asks softly. Kevin smiles and shakes his head no.

"Why, did you get a drafting letter?" Kevin asks, looking at his younger cousin worried in the backseat.

"Oh no, no. I was just curious. I thought that the government needed you and would take you with them to war." Brian states, his voice so soft and quiet that Kimberly and Kevin had to lean in closer to hear.

"Well if they need me, I'll go. If not it's ok. I'll care for you all." Kevin states.

Kimberly smiles and pats Kevin's shoulder, "Thanks. I'll watch over you as well. I don't need all the pressure on you."

Kevin nods his head and watches Alison boarding the backseat.

"Sorry about the delay, I got lost looking for your purse. And the next time you leave it, you'll look for it or I'll keep the money in it. Got it?" Alison states, her eyes big and wide in an almost innocent child way.

The car burst into laughter as Kevin pulls away from the hospital.

"So Kevy, where we going?" Alison asks, leaning on the front passenger seat of Kimberly's.

Kevin smirks, "Anywhere, just away from here." And he pulls into an isolated highway driving towards his house.