.:`When the Flame Goes Out`:. {{The New Age of Earth Begins...}} LSU's Accepted!

[Asilynne]

~Brandy Kerr~
You can't protect everyone...
:::3:14AM, Dec 22, 2012:::

I was scared.

Not for myself, even though because of the uncertainty of the situation no one could really blame me if I was. Even the sense of rising dread I felt didn't come from the fear for my own safety. This was a nightmare, true, but not for the reasons it would be for most people.

It was something I feared deeply. So many people were missing from the party, like they just vanished into thin air. We don't know where they went, or how, they were just gone. I had no guarantees that the people who were still here wouldn't vanish too, and though it made no sense I felt that if I could see them, if I was near them, somehow I could keep any harm from coming to them. I knew that was ridiculous, but I also couldn't forgive myself if there was even the possibility I could save someone if something happened and I wasn't there. Even if it meant me dying to save them. I was selfish like that, I didn't want to lose anyone, I would rather it be me.

But I didn't have the luxury of such selfishness anymore, because I wasn't carrying around just my life. I had to keep this little one safe, this unique person that was half me and half Ben. So as much as I wanted to argue, weedle or cry for Ben to not go out into that unknown, I knew I had to let him. And I HATED that.

I moved closer to him, trying to fight back the tears as I gave him a hug, cradling his face in my hands. "Honey remember that you are going to be a father, so don't let this baby grow up without you." I looked into his eyes and I knew he saw what I was really trying to say: I love you, take care of yourself...and don't leave me alone. After the fight we went through to be together, we can't lose each other now in what is supposed to be the happiest times of our lives.

He nodded and gave me a kiss on the forehead before looking back into my eyes. "I'll be careful, I love you..." I whispered "I love you too," before he turned away and beckoned to Lou to follow. Sarah and I followed them to the door, and watched from the safety (though safety was a very relative term) of the doorway as they strode carefully towards the downed plane.

As I watched them go, to keep the fear for their safety from overwhelming me I tried to think of all the things I could be thankful for, even though so much was wrong. Ben had not disappeared, neither had Sarah or Lou, that's three people I know are still here. I'm not totally alone, pregnant and helpless. I have a wonderful baby on the way. The love of my life has not been taken. My animals were....wait.

"Hey Sarah..." I whispered, as I watched the men stride off into the unknown, that feeling of dread not going away in the slightest. "Have you seen Miles?"
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Tag the three people I'm with, as well as anyone else that wants to run into the men, or check on us girls in the house

[Mystic_clown]

Benjamin Kerr
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:::3:15am, Dec 22, 2012:::

Leaving his wife in the safety of their home, and with Sarah to keep her company, Ben and Lou stepped out of the house, facing the twisted wreckage of the plane. The rst of the neighbourhood seemed empty. You'd think more people would come out afte4r an airplane crash.

"You'd never think you'd see one of these," Ben murmured to Lou, who nodded in agreement, "Well, let's go see if there are any survivors." A bit doubtful though, considering the severity of the wreckage.

The two approached, climbing up a broken wing and peering through a hole torn in the side of the body. Fortunately, there wasn't a bloody massacre of twisted bodies, like he had originally dreaded. Instead, the plane was completely empty, like its passangers had vanished from the face of the planet. Their stuff was still there though, scattered about the destroyed cabin. Well, if this was some great calamity, at least they would have plenty of supplies.

The two climbed into the cabin, walking over the overturned seats and bits of twisted metal. There was all sorts around the place. Clothes, electronics, etc. A hole torn in the floor revealed the cargo hold as well. Even more suitcases of stuff. Man, Ben felt almost like a looter going through this place.

As Ben and Lou were about to climb down into the cargo hold, Lou paused.

"Do you hear that?"

Ben paused and listened. Surely enough, he could hear something. Something from the back of the cabin. It sounded like...sobbing?

"There's someone still here?" Ben murmured, as the two immediately headed for the back of the plane. As they approached, they noticed a small form, curled up and trembling in one of the seats. They quietly approached, Ben reaching out to place a hand on it. The form immediately winced and uncurled slightly, the person turnings his face to them.

It was a small boy, terrified out of his mind, and bleeding from the head, possibly from hitting his head in the crash.

"Are you ok?" Ben asked softly, concern and worry in his eyes. The boy sobbed quietly.

"W-where's my mom? Where's my dad?" he whimpered.

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And now we has a survivor. Poor little guy.