song of the chapter; new constellations,Ryn Weaver

Kane's P.O.V

I wake up,but I wake up and I forget about everything. We all have those moments. Those few seconds when you wake up and forget about everything. Forget where you are and forget what's even happening. I love that,but...

After five seconds you do realize where you are and what's happening.

I wake up and realize that I fell asleep inside of a truck. It was still light out,I would say it's about 8:00am maybe. I wouldn't know. I lost track of the time and date along time ago. If it was a Monday five years ago I would be in school learning about something. How crazy is that? I only got real education till I was in the eleventh grade. It doesn't make me stupid. My sister and I are really smart. My dad even taught me Math and some History when we were in hiding. It gave me something to do down there.

Before I do anything I go through my backpack and find the picture of my family. Scout,my mom,my dad,and I. All together. Smiling. Happy.

Looking at that picture is a habit of mine. I feel if I look at it so many times then they will come back. And everything will get better,somehow.

Keep calling me crazy 'cause I never learn.

I look outside from the window of the truck. Nothing unusual,there's no Gone in sight. They usually come out at night but it's not unusual to see them outside in the day. They're not vampires for God sake.

I sling my backpack over my shoulder and then I open the the door of the semi. I jump out. The bright sun shining bright. I still can't believe that I haven't found my sister.

I wonder if she wants to find me to. Is she even alive? I can't even guarantee that. What if I'm living for no reason? What if she's dead and there's no reason why I should be breathing. I haven't found the Reformers headquarters yet. It's far from my where my journey started. It was exactly 602 miles away.

They took my sister on a jet,all they way from Lebanon,Kentucky to Washington DC. The jet took the other ninety nine volunteers. The Reformers,well they're not Reformers. I believe they are the ones that are ruining our society. I thought about it...These Doctors,these Reformers,they are not what they say they are. They're the Epidemics.

Right now,I'm in a city. It looks like a semi-big city. I don't have any evidence to say what city I'm in. Buildings raided. The smell of death. A very foul smell. One thing that scares me. Big cities meant more Gone. More people trying to kill me. I guarantee that I'm going to find an infected here. Maybe more than one. Instead of having my handgun in hand,I held my M16. A very powerful assault rifle. It was my Dads.

He gave it to me, before he died. I had the handgun before that. My Dad taught us when my sister and I were both young how to defend ourselves. I learned how to shoot a gun and defend myself. My sister was different though. She didn't protect herself in the way that we did these days. She excelled in archery. Pretty much your perfect shot. She started archery at twelve years old...

I tried not thinking of my sister or my past life,I had to focus on where I was going. I'm heading toward the East. But in this huge ass city it's hard. It feels like I'm going in circles. And the stench just got worse. The smell of dead bodies. Lying around some face down and some staring right at you. It's disturbing. I try not to look.

I thought of a plan.

Mark where I've been. But how? I put backpack down,and looked through the old thing until I found a black sharpie. Hopefully this will work. On the sidewalk I put a huge K for my name. It marks me being there. The sharpie didn't work at all. You could barley see it. I looked through my backpack for something different. I looked until I found a roll of blue tape. Now this, this was what I need.

I unrolled the tape and made a big x on the floor. It was visible. It was a duct tape,and it sticked. I was content with my work so I kept moving forward.

I had my M16 in hand ready to shoot,ready to defend myself. Just in case any crazies try to come up at me. I kept on walking for about fifteen minutes.

*CRASH*

I instantly turned around. I looked for a figure,human,wolf,fox,coyote anything. Then I saw it. A human,he had a knife. And he came closer. "Put I down! Put the knife down. " I yelled at him. Instinctively, I step back as the human got closer.

"I'm not a Gone,I swear I been out here for a long time and..." The guy rambled on.

"How do you expect me to trust you?" I had to yell. The wind was picking up and it made that kind of sound. Yeah that kind of sound.

"I'm human...Ill do anything. Anything to prove it to you. I just need to find something. I need food or water. I haven't had a drink in days. " The guy stepped closer.

I wanted to believe him I really did. But I couldn't be sure. He was about ten feet away from me inching closer by the second.

"I got water. " I gave in. He looked human. He acted human. He was desperate to live. Live for some damn reason. Maybe he lost one of his family to the reformers.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you so much. I thought I was going to die. May God bless you. " He said.

Religion. It's what makes us more human right? This guy was not a Gone. He still had a little bit of sanity.

"One second it's in my backpack. " I told him kneeling down to find the couple bottle of waters I had stashed. I put my gun behind me so he won't get it. Just in case. Water was hard to find. I dug through my backpack until I finally found a full bottle of water.

Just as I pulled the water out I saw a knife flying straight to my head. Adrenaline already coursing threw my veins I rolled to the right. WHAT THE HELL?

The GONE now jumped on me. He had to be infected. The impact making me cough. I put my gun behind me. He can't get it. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. This is the end. This is the end of Kane Salsburg. ADIOS.

We were on the ground,a knife in his hand. Me defenseless. I had a knife in my back pocket but I couldn't reach it when I'm pinned to the ground. The Gone was trying to get me,I held his arms as I tried to not let the knife touch me. But he was strong. So strong. The knife inched closer as my arms start to give out.

I left my handgun in my backpack. Another stupid move. It should've been in my back pocket.

Just give up. A voice said.

You've been fighting for to long.

I kept fighting,I elbowed that bastard in the face. Sadly,it didn't do much. He wasn't fazed at all I just have to use my old skills. What my dad taught me.

Unexpectedly,the Gone pulls the knife back to stand me and it gives me two seconds to be the person in control. I rolled him over. I was mad. I was mad at him. I was mad at whoever spread this damn disease. But I knew it wasn't his fault. I just needed someone to blame.

I had time to pull out the knife,I couldn't. The gone pushed me over and he was in control again,on top. The knife flew out of my grasp. He tried stabbing me in the face, I moved my head to the left. Just enough. But he got the tip of my earlobe. He missed.

And again he was trying to stab me. The knife inching closer to my face. I tried to catch him off balance. I just put my hand in his face trying to get away to grab my gun. I have time. I go and try to get my M16 that is so close.

But then he tries to jump to me again. My knife! Throw it! I got the knife with my left hand,throwing it,just before he jumped on me. I Missed. Now I'm dead.

He jumped on me,again. Knocking the wind out of me. I was trying to breathe and that is when he took the chance. He got me cornered. Stupid. I'm so stupid.

Both of his feet were on my wrists. No way I could block the knife now on my neck. One centimeter away from my death.

(Btw lets just say that picture below is Dylan and not Jlaw okay? Okay. )

"I got you now have I? Stupid. Your so fucking dumb. I'm going to kill you! Your dead. YOUR DEAD. YOU'RE GOING TO DIE. " It took me a few seconds to process that. Before. The boy who was asking for water was the real him. This wasn't. I saw in his brown eyes with that little hint of insanity.

"Do it then! KILL ME!" I said that because I needed time. I needed time to think of what to do. Think. THINK. I got it.

My legs. "I will. I am I-" He started.

I kneed him in the balls. Good thing the Gone still have there nuts. I rolled over to get my M16. I grabbed it. I was gonna do it. I'm not going to die. I pointed the gun at him. Then,I felt a horrible painful pain near my abdomen. I scream at the top of my lungs. This was it. He stabbed me. I cry out in pain.

I looked down for a second to see a knife in my abdomen. I still manage to pull the trigger and send that man to hell.

I shot him in the head. But there's still a knife in my stomach. My shirt is already drenched in blood.

He's dead. He's dead.

And you are to.

I try to sit up. I try, and look at the blade in my stomach. Pull it out. slow. Remember what Dad said?

I hold my breath. Steady. I curl my nails into my hand with my other hand. My nails now digging into my skin. My hands are shaking. The pain is excruciating. I look at the blade,close my eyes,and pull that little sucker.

My scream was agonizing. It hurt bad. I stand up fast after that. Causing me whiplash. I went and grabbed my backpack. My vision dizzy. Black spotting my eyes. I almost fall slinging the backpack over my shoulder. I grab my knife,falling. Get back up. Don't don't let it take you. Do it for Scout.

I grab the knife out it in my pocket and stand up. Almost falling again. I'm disorientated. I can't walk straight. Im dizzy and my vision is getting blotchy and blurry.

"Keep walking. " I say to myself. I almost trip. I hold onto my wound and try to put pressure on it. "GET UP. " I tell myself.

I start running. I don't know why. But I need to get away from this place. To get away. From everything. I was freaking out. My breathes we're getting heavier and heavier.

I fall down. My vision going crazy. My head spinning. "I'm sorry. " I whisper, before I black out into a deep void.

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