Deliverance Deliver Me

[Maya Vie]

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i am feeling so small

i'm still learning to love

Confusion. That was the first thing Maya felt when she wake. At first she didn't understand, it shouldn't have been possible for her to be alive but as her mind came back to her she knew... she knew. Cage had given her the transplant, that was how she was alive. He had forced it on her like some sort of sick punishment for helping the forty-seven. At first pain overtook her senses... and then disgust that her own people would force this on her... and then heartache as she remembered what had happened on level five.

They were dead... all of them... she was... she was...

A sob bubbled past her lips, her hands covering her face. Maya hadn't even noticed that she wasn't in the Mount Weather Medical Facility... she was somewhere that she didn't recognized, in a room with people she didn't know. All she knew was what everyone she knew was dead and she was alive... everyone. The people that had helped her and her father, who had helped the forty-seven, the innocent children, the people who didn't know the truth about what was happening. They had all been killed.

Maya remembered walking into the room and seeing those she cared on the floor, covered in sores, struggling to breath, dying. Her heart had shattered in that moment. The shock of seeing them must had been too much for her because she had lost consciousness. She must had hit her head when she fell because it was throbbing right now... or maybe it was throbbing because she was crying so hard.

She was still sobbing uncontrollably as she sat up and looked around the room. It looked like a medical room. Her hazel eyes became glued on the first person she saw, and thankfully it was some she knew. "Monty?" Her voice was hoarse, full of tears. "Where are we? What happened?"

Tag: Monty Green

[Monty Green]

The last few days had been hell, or as close to hell at it could be in Monty's mind, all those people had died. He'd helped wipe out an entire civilization, it was to save his friends, that was true and because of that decision, they were alive but at what price? There had been children in Mt Weather, kids that had nothing to do with the bone marrow extractions, they were innocents and Monty had helped to murder them. He was alive, his friends were alive, but did they really deserve to live when they'd had to murder all of those people to ensure their survival. There was at least one good thing that had come out of Mt Weather's destruction, Maya, against all odds she had survived. Monty wasn't entirely sure how she could survive the radiation outside, but she was alive, although she had yet to wake. Abby assured him that she just needed time and there was nothing keeping her from waking up. So Monty had stayed by her bedside, he was part of the reason why everyone she'd known was dead, he owed it to her to ensure that she was okay, it was the least that he could do.

Head in hands, Monty stayed hunched over in his chair, he'd tried to watch her but with her lying in that bed, she could just as easily be dead and that would just be another person he'd helped to kill. Then he heard it, the soft sobbing of a person nearby, raising his head he froze when he realised that it was Maya, she was awake. His surprise quickly gave way to relief, but that was short lived when he realised what the first question out of her mouth was. Reaching out, he too k her hand in what he hoped she'd find a comforting gesture. "We're safe" he told her, because tat was the truth and the only truth that mattered in the moment because at least for now, they were alive and they were safe. He knew that it wouldn't be enough for the long term, but at that moment he couldn't bring himself to tell her that he'd helped to wipe out her people just so that he could save his friends. "How much do you remember?" he asked, her tears told him that she might have a vague idea of what had happened, but he needed to know just how much she knew of what had happened.

Maya Vie

[Maya Vie]

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i am feeling so small

i'm still learning to love

Monty took hold of her hand and even though the gesture was a comfort, it didn't stop the tears that spilled from her eyes. Maya held onto him tightly, until her knuckles blanched white and didn't look away from him. She needed to see him, to touch him, needed him to keep her grounded when the world was threatening to swallow her whole. We're safe. That as what he said, and he was right, they were safe... but at what cost? Innocent lives had to be sacrificed for their safety. When was the price to high to pay? Why was it someone else that had to pay?

His next words had her expression twisting with heartache, it made fresh tears cascade down her cheeks. A moment passed and then she was practically falling into his lap. Her hand was still clutching his, the other one balling around his shirt as she buried her face against his chest. At any other time she probably wouldn't have clung to him like she was but her grief was overwhelming.

She was alone now... they were all dead...

She cried hard. Painful sobs rocked her body as the tears flowed like a river. "Their... they're all dead..." It was a statement more than a question. Maya knew in her heart it was true... Monty didn't need to confirm it. She wouldn't ever be able to forget seeing her friends and loved ones, the innocent children, the elderly, dead and dying on the floor. The imagine had been seared unto her memory.

Tag: Monty Green