Novel & Cerita The Last Survivor

"I…I don’t know, sir. You were the only survivor." Caspian’s world shattered.

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.

"So my mother is part of this too?" Samuel nodded. "She always has been." Sophia suddenly looked toward the camera. "Emma!" Her voice was weak. "Don't trust him!" Samuel turned toward her. Sophia screamed, "Don't go to the Atlantic!" Samuel pressed a button. Sophia's image disappeared. Emma stepped toward Samuel. "What did you do?" "Nothing." "You hurt her." "No." Samuel smiled. "She simply doesn't understand." "Understand what?" "That she was the first person to survive the Black Signal."

In fact, he was too honest, the straightforward type that he often wondered how someone like Lucas could survive in an underground environment. He looked back at his computer screen, read the data he obtained to put in his brain memory before he erased it from his computer. Based on the information he found, the reason was simple: revenge. Two years ago Simon Clive's headquarter in Morozov was destroyed by the Walter family, as well as a revival of the child trafficking headquarters.

I took the tablet from the nightstand and dove into the latest episode of my favorite series. Walter was glued to his phone, fingers flying as he texted away, probably chatting with someone. Out of nowhere, a message alert flashed on the tablet. Curious, I tapped it. Oops. It seemed Walter's messenger was still logged in. [Walter, you're the best at picking out treats. It's been ages since I've had pastries this good.] [The place was packed. You really went out of your way.] Walter shot me a quick look, still typing like a man on a mission.

"Love that deep, that complete, you only get it once in an eternity. I had mine and lost it. Don't waste yours, child. Fight for Xavier with everything you have." Thelma's hand touches my shoulder, a gesture of comfort I don't deserve. "I'm sorry." "So am I." I straighten, pushing the grief down where it always lives. "But we don't have time for my ancient sorrows. Look." Below us, the Survivor Camp comes into view. Or what's left of it. The battle is over, but not the way we hoped. Bodies litter the ground, human and supernatural mixed together in death. The defensive positions have been overrun. And in the center of the devastation stands Yvonne, looking shell shocked and alone.

I asked not sure I understood what he was saying. “Well, I think all that’s left are just Leah, Ruby, Lauren and myself. The amazing thing is that we were the highest in number, we were fourteen yet only four of us survived. I thought Alpha Titan was a badass but that elderly female, is a super badass.” Liam said heading to the fridge, I knew she was talking about Nadia. “Who’s this elderly female he talking about? Because in all the years I’ve known Liam he’s not scared of shit.” Cora asked surprised.

If Peyton knew the child I just lost was his, would he feel even a shred of regret? At the same time, I made a silent vow. If I survived this, I would sever all ties with Peyton. The kindhearted female doctor dragged me over and called the nearby nurse to help lift me onto a stretcher. I went into the ambulance for emergency treatment. Just as I thought I had a chance at survival, Hannah ran over. She pointed at me and shouted, "Doctor, don't save her. She deserves to die! She's the one who started the fire!"

It was unbearably shameful for him so he couldn't take it. Blinded by rage and shame, he took out the silver dragger, a special weapon he had made to kill Deus with, and raised it high in the air, ready to plug it in his heart. Luna saw it coming before Deus did. Wanting to protect her love, she came in between the dragger and Deus. That's when she felt it. The silver dagger piercing her heart and splitting it into two. She turned around and fell right in Deus's arm. She wanted to talk to him and tell him how much she loved him one last time. However, no words came out. And just like that, she stopped breathing. The last face she saw before closing her eyes was the terrified face of Deus.

An incident commander walked toward the command tent, speaking quietly with several officers before glancing toward the families gathered behind the barricades. Emma noticed him first and something in his expression made her stomach drop she looked at me and then at Olivia nobody said a word but deep down I think we all knew. By sunrise, every survivor had been identified every recovered victim had been accounted for except one. Claire