Written for Hilex, fanfic secret Santa exchange 2017.
This is an alternate storyline. Through the eyes of Lex.
“WE SHOULD NEVER HAVE COME HERE”
This tribal gathering was a bad idea. Jack can’t get the damned wind turbine generator thing to work for some unknown reason… and we are literally surrounded by our enemies.
We have nothing to trade, and I can spot at least six faces in the crowd that are attached to people I have a personal score with.
This is bad.
Amber has just gone off to see about Dal, who is apparently now a slave, about to be auctioned off. I guess she thinks she can buy him, but with what? I can’t guess.
Glenn is here, a Locust now, and I can see him watching me, blood in his eyes.
I say it to the others again, over the sound of the drums for the dance competition…
“We should never have come here.”
I look around for Zandra. She is behind me sitting on a driftwood log holding Chloe by the hand. Why the hell did I let them come?
Suddenly, there is a huge explosion down the beach, and a giant fireball sends a pillar of black smoke roaring into the sky. The barrels of Petrol that were the Locust’s primary bargaining chip have just gone up in flames!!
I can’t fathom how it happened, but this is it!
The beach erupts into chaos.
This is our only chance to get the hell out of here alive, and I grab Zandra by the wrist, dragging her onto her feet.
KC appears suddenly. “LEX! What do we do?!!” He yells over the noise of it all; a look of total trust in his eyes.
I take Zandra’s hand and hold it out to KC…“NO! LEX NO!” Zandra yells in protest, but I’m not dealing with it. I turn and forcefully pull her closer, securely placing her hand in KCs.
Chloe is still clinging to Zandra on her other side. I yell at KC to “Take the girls and Run! Hide in the woods! GO!” Before turning around To push my way through the milling bodies towards where Bray, Jack and Ryan were moments ago with the wind turbine.
I can’t find them, just the remains of the turbine, laying on it’s side in the sand.
I turn, scanning the scene, and I can spot KC and the girls scrambling up the hillside just off the beach, headed for the trees in the ridgeline above. TaiSan is with them, I can see her in her peacock colors.
I breathe a sigh of relief, seeing that they are not pursued.
Suddenly, I feel like I’ve been struck in the head with an axe handle, and the world goes Black.
I’m floating in the inky blackness…there is nothing…just the empty dark.
Soon though, I can begin to feel the universe cracking open like an egg, and suddenly pain floods into my mind like a dam breaking.
Light and Sound return to me with the Pain and I roll onto my side and retch, my body’s way of trying to clear my head.
I feel someone reach out and put a hand on my shoulder. I jerk away from the hand, and turn too quickly, sitting up and sending spikes of agony from the back of my head to every part of my body.
I reach back and place a couple of fingers gently to the back of my head, feeling the warm blood caking in my hair. I pull the hand away, and look at the blood in my fingers. I realize that I can see again, and look around to examine my surroundings. My ankle is chained.
It was Amber who touched my shoulder. I see that we are inside of a cage, homemade by the looks of it, built onto the bed of the wagon we are currently rolling down the beach in. The sun is setting.
Amber is gagged and chained, a large deep cut on her forehead, and the first hint of a black eye forming on her left. Anger and Hate light her eyes. Her hands are heavily chained, although in the front, and I can now see that she is sitting next to the several other kids In the wagon with us.
Dal is here as well I see.
He isnt gagged, but he looks too scared to speak.
I lean back again, the pain in my head too much to allow me to keep sitting up.
I see that the black cloud of smoke is still rising into the sky down the beach behind us.
I lose consciousness again, glad to slip back into the pain free darkness