บททั้งหมดของ The Creations : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 29

Nothing could have prepared me for what I was witnessing on the monitors right now, it's been twenty-four hours since I pushed that button and I haven't been able to remove my eyes from the screens before me. The video which Nick had perfected in compiling all my data and information together into gripping video footage of humanity's end, was no longer than half an hour long. But it had everything of utmost importance crammed into it to pack a punch that would most certainly get the message across, and after watching the video four times I had to eventually walk away. Right now however I found myself back in front of the large monitor screens twenty-four hours later with my jaw slack and my body completely tense, the screen showed the news channels, they were still trying to control the media by telling everyone that it was nothing more than a hoax. Nick suddenly appeared behind me and spoke which nearly made me jump out of my skin, I hadn't even noti

Amelia I've been feeling horrible these past three days, morning sickness was hitting me like a bitch as buried my head in a bucket Rafe left for me earlier.He said he needed to go and take care of a technical issue on one of the mainframes, something about there being a low frame to one of the servers or something. I tried to pay attention to what he was saying but the only thing I could really give my undevided attention to at this minute was the fact that I hadn't had carrots for supper, yet there were defininately bits of orange chunks floating around in this bucket.Strange... There was a sudden knock at the metal door which I found odd, I mean yes a bunch of us shared this bunker but that didn't stop anyone from coming in here, it wasn't like they were giving me space or anything like that.The moment the second knock sounded against the door I croaked a "Come in," to whoever was being so persistently polite.

Amelia     I haven't left the bunker all day, I sneak off to the toilet every now and then, and then to the kitchen without being seen. But I don't want to be around anyone right now, because this shouldn't be called morning sickness it should be called an all-around twenty- four, seven sickness. To top it all off, Rave has been acting super strange since yesterday. He's edgy and tense, and every time that I ask him if he's alright he changes the subject to my all-day morning sickness again. I don't know, maybe I'm reading way too much into this, maybe it's nothing. I know we've all been under a tremendous amount of pressure during these past few days because the thought of them finding the source of where the leaked information came from and tracing it to us is a gutwrenching realization, it could happen.  Rave reassures me that he's got everything under control, but that's just the thing, it's not that I don't believe him it's

Amelia      I can't take it, the betrayal I feel suddenly feels like it's completely suffocating me. How could he do this, not tell me that he was bethrothed to someone else, and not just someone, his leader, his king's daughter. Rafe was meant to marry a princess of his own kind, not be trying to run away with somebody like me. I slam the door to our bunker as I turn and glare at the now closed door, my hands become fisted by my side and I want to scream, I want to release the built up rage I feel inside but I know I can't. I feel my body begin to glow and the heat of my anger illuminates the whole room as it radiates off of me like a chaotic wave, and at that moment I can't help the tears, I can't hold them back any longer. How could Rafe have done this, given me hope when there is none. Gotten me pregnant when I can never have him, not really, because the creations will never allow that. His own kind are fighting a wa