Novel & Cerita The Last Field Party

Maddy smiled like a maniac and raised her middle finger back at him. Minutes have passed. Maddy asked Finn about what he talked about with Uncle Sam. Finn said that they just talked about his current state of life now after getting rid of poverty. Uncle Sam even reminded him to take care of Maddy as she's the only girl in our group. Jackie whined. Even though Maddy is a woman, she's strong that even a man would run away once she fires a word. We got farther away as I saw the sign ‘You're now living in Demitri City’, it became clearer to me that I'm getting nearer on seeing the lake and the stern face of grandma Debbie again…

I smiled sincerely and turned away from the prison. After seeing Vivian for the last time, I would never need to see her again in this life. She would disappear from my world forever. And my world would finally see the warmth of spring.

I picked up my fork and shoveled food into my mouth mechanically. Everything I swallowed tasted like nothing, as if I were chewing cardboard. Soon? There was no soon. Not for me. After dinner, Mom and Dad took me out to walk around the neighborhood. The open lot outside was packed with people, laughter and chatter rising from every direction in a wash of celebration. None of it had anything to do with me. I stood at the dark edge of the crowd, my gaze drifting past the sea of faces to the abandoned building in the distance. It loomed alone against the night sky, no lights, just a dark, hulking shape crouched in the darkness.

ARIA I haven't seen Charlie since Enzo took her, I saw them comeback but without Charlie, I tried to find her around but there's no sense, I also tried to call her on her phone but I found out she left her phone on her bag. I was getting worried, I don't want to ask Enzo or any of his friends but they are the only person I could ask since they are the last person who's been with Charlie. I saw them on their usual spot on the cafeteria, nervous but I'm much nervous for what might could have happen to Charlie.

“I guess you’re right,” I say with a smile on my face, one he returns. We finally get to the party that’s in full swing. The setup is just like last time, the campfire is in the middle, illuminating the entire place, and there are logs around it that people are sitting on. There’s music blaring through speakers, and a table with all kinds of drinks. And even though it’s supposed to be a farewell party for Andy, it looks more like something you’ll have for a birthday party, but oh well, I’m just a spectator over here.

I share a glance with Natalie and we both smile, I guess everything is going to be good now. “Okay, so who thinks we should get this party started?” Alex shouts. A chorus of cheers and whistles follow. That night, everyone is in good spirit and the partying lasts for hours into the night. Slowly people retire to bed. But Natalie, Cooper, Alex and I stay up together. Everything that we have fought for has finally finished and everything can go back to normal.

The battlefield was a mess. It was so loud that it should have been impossible to think I did not hear any of it at first. Steel was clashing and bone was cracking. The rain was pounding the earth making it soft and muddy. Men were shouting orders. Their voices were filled with panic as the ground started shaking beneath their feet. I did not hear any of it. Because I saw Elias. He was standing across the battlefield untouched by all the chaos around him. His sword was hanging low at his side, steady and controlled.

"It was someone who loved you, Elara. Someone the world forgot so we could live." The Last-Stand Valor had won the day, but at the cost of the family’s foundation. The sky was still cracked, and the Exterminator Fleet was still out there, but the Internal-Invasion had failed. The Haven was quiet, save for the sound of the waterfall and the soft, grieving hum of an Anchor who had lost a part of her soul she couldn't even name.

I knew that I would never forget this experience, and I would always be grateful for the people of this city. The party was held in a large, open field, surrounded by tall, swaying grasses. The sky was a clear, brilliant blue, and the sun shone down on the guests, who were milling about, talking and laughing. There was a large, brightly-colored tent in the center of the field, where refreshments were being served. Around the tent were several picnic tables, each laden with food and drinks. There was a small band playing lively music, and people were dancing in front of the stage. It was a happy, festive party.

The Collective was gone. Not weakened. Not scattered. Gone. Tessa laid the final report on the kitchen table that morning while I was still in my robe, both hands wrapped around a mug of ginger tea aunt Clara had forced on me. The steam rose and curled and disappeared into the air above it. “The last facility was confirmed destroyed,” Tessa said. “The remaining field operatives surrendered to Council custody yesterday. The ones who didn’t surrender are dead.” She sat down across from me. “It’s over. All of it. There’s nothing left.”