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LastOfTheSonics' Fan Series - The Life of Elliot

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Re: LastOfTheSonics' Fan Series - The Life of Elliot

Post by LastOfTheSonics on Tue 19 Dec 2017 - 17:08

The Life of Elliot #28 – The Way It Has to Be:


After arriving at the lighthouse, Derrick, Charlie and Nate had found nothing. It was deserted, and the lighthouse wasn’t even functional. “There’s got to be something here!” Derrick protested. “Look around you!” Nate began, “There’s nothing here! No cabin, no people, no boats, nothing! No way of contacting home. Therefore, we resort to our original plan.” Derrick sighed and reluctantly agreed. “Fine. But just be aware, this could have some disastrous consequences.” This was a fact they were all very much aware of, but nonetheless took the risk, and sped off back towards the island.


In the village, tensions were high. Everyone was on edge after the meeting earlier that morning. As if things were not stressful enough, now a convoy of trucks and jeeps were rushing towards the village at high speed. “What fresh hell…” Elliot began whilst observing the dust-filled horizon.


“Look!” Nate pointed out the convoy, realising they were heading towards the village. “What do we do?” Derrick panicked. “I’ve got this,” Charlie stepped up, and redirected the speedboat to be slightly further behind the convoy. “Follow my lead…”


The first truck was painted with yellow stripes, Heavy and Lt. Matthew hopped off of it. The four other vehicles formed a blockade behind their leader. “What’s the point in bringing that many?” Maddison asked Ryan. From the other side of the village, another blockade of four trucks was formed. The ‘villagers’ were now fenced in. Two men were in each truck, one got out of each, while the others remained at the driver seat in case of emergency. From one of the trucks, Colonel Shepard appeared as well. “Well then…” Elliot stood in front of his group and elected himself as their speaker. “Here we are at last,” Lt. Matthew approached him. “Now I won’t waste any of your time, I’ll just cut right to the chase. The missile that we launched, it hit. Luckily for you it was just a decoy, it caused a minute explosion, nothing more. There were casualties, but no fatalities. It was merely a demonstration of our weaponry. So to that extent, we begin our invasion tomorrow. Which means we need to commit our final experiments. Take them!” Lt. Matthew ordered as the armed men raided the houses and took hold of everyone. “Stop this! Stop it right now!” Elliot put his hand out. “I’m warning you!” Lt. Matthew laughed at this, “What’re you gonna do? Take them all on?” Elliot looked at him, “I don’t need to,” he pulled out a handgun on Lt. Matthew…


“Be careful not to make any echoic sounds. We need to observe for now, we’ll rush when our group has leverage.” The three of them hid behind a rock formation, peering over it. “We could steal one of those trucks and just cause havoc?” Nate suggested. “Not while my fiancée is there…” Derrick pointed out, noticing she had just exited one of the houses.


“Lieutenant. First you assault me, and now you’re raiding me. What’s next?” Yvonne approached him. “Things are getting a little intense I think,” he referenced the fact that Elliot was pointing a gun at him, and all the armed men had guns pointed at members of Elliot’s group. “Why don’t we all just put the guns down?” Lt. Matthew suggested. “Nah. I’m not falling for that,” he kept the handgun steadily aimed at his head. “You realise that… you and your boyfriend Yvonne, you’ve just made things ten times worse for everyone.” She didn’t care, “You plan on loving your baby right?” he asked her, and she turned around in disgust at him, “Why are you helping these people then? Did they really fool you into believing their innocence?” he provoked an answer. “They are innocent. None of them here have pinned me against a wall, or bribed me into using my private yacht. No, it wasn’t bribe, it was blackmail. Get paid in cash or get paid in death. That was your ultimatum when you first visited us, right?” Lt. Matthew shook his head, “Without conflict there would not be peace. You can’t have one without the other.” Everyone was still for a moment. “Yvonne, dear… I think I ought to show you the way it has to be. It’s quite simple, really. I take all of these “innocent” people and then I achieve greatness by completing my experiments. Some of these people won’t even die, some will even evolve to the next stage of human evolution!” He looked up in pride of his achievements. “At the cost of innocent lives? You’re worse than I thought,” she calmly put her point across. “Oh I see, so by that logic I’m as bad as any Grade-A scientist. Murder for science is a concept that has always been around. It was here before us, and it will be here after us. You just have to accept it, that’s all,” he shrugged.


“What are they talking about?” Nate asked. “I have no idea whatsoever,” Charlie answered. For Nate, the game was completely changed. From behind the nearest blockade, he witnessed his brother Lamar appear and approach the village. “No…” his eyes widened upon seeing how enhanced his brother had become. “Nate? What is it?” Derrick saw the man, and he already knew who it was, “Nate, listen to me…” he turned around in fury, “Did you know about this?? Did you know he was alive?? And as a cyborg? And here?!” Derrick backed away slowly, “You did!” Nate was cross, and grabbed Derrick by his collar, “For years, every single night, I’ve wondered where he was. Dead or alive. And the whole time we were here, you didn’t think to tell me once?” Derrick felt ashamed, “Look at him! Look at all that metal on him! You clearly didn’t show mercy then, so why should I show mercy now?” Nate threw him down onto the road. “Every single night! Thinking of the exact same person! All the time I’ve been here, you didn’t tell me, never!” he started brutally hitting him. “Nate!” Charlie desperately attempted to pull him away, but he didn’t deter.

Lamar turned around, “Nate?” he quietly asked himself, “Nate!” he yelled out this time, grabbing everyone’s attention. Whilst Elliot was distracted, Lt. Matthew whacked the gun out of his hand and tackled him to the ground. Steven assaulted the guard who had hold of him, and took his AK47. He checked that it was loaded, and began spraying down the confused gunmen. He backed away down an opening between two of the houses. Several of the guards returned fire down the opening, but Steven had made it behind the houses. One guard tried to cut him off, but got himself killed. Peering into the opening, Steven and the two guards at the other end were exchanging fire. “Nate!” Lamar pulled his brother away from Derrick. “L-Lamar...?” Nate felt awe. “Look at you…” he examined all the technology that his brother had been enhanced with. Yvonne had picked up the handgun, and she too had hidden in an opening, taking shots at the guards. Eleanor had armed herself with an AK47 as well, although she was attacking from the top floor of her house. Most of the guards didn’t she where she was firing at them from. 


“Fall-back!” Lt. Matthew snatched a rifle from one of his men, and began shooting at Eleanor’s house rapidly. Shepard followed his lead with her Five-seveN pistol. As all the men backed away towards the trucks, they proved a flank for their leader. With everyone distracted by Eleanor, Steven moved up through the opening, and aimed his rifle at the guard flanking right, killing him. Lt. Matthew ran out of ammo, so he threw the rifle at the ground, and hopped on his truck. Heavy reversed it quickly through the opening in the blockade. “Don’t let them get away!” Elliot commanded, as he picked up the forgotten pistol, and started firing at the truck. “Come on everyone!” he gestured for everyone to follow him, so they did. Steven, Yvonne, Eleanor, Elliot and Lamar all sprayed bullets at the escaping convoy. “We’re not gonna stop until they’re dead!” Elliot called out, and started running after the convoy. Steven switched out his AK47 with a UMP submachine gun which had been used by one of the now-dead guards. Four of them continued charging onwards, firing at the convoy…

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Re: LastOfTheSonics' Fan Series - The Life of Elliot

Post by LastOfTheSonics on Thu 21 Dec 2017 - 17:19

The Life of Elliot #29 – Sacrifice:


Charlie watched as Elliot rallied his band and fired off towards the convoy. Meanwhile, Lamar was still explaining to his brother why he’d been unable to see him all this time. “So you see, that ‘chip’ stopped me from leaving the facility. If it wasn’t for Derrick, I truly would have died. You should be grateful for him, and I don’t think that beating him savagely is quite a way to show gratitude…” Nate looked apologetic, but at the same time felt Derrick still deserved it for not speaking out sooner. “I know what you’re thinking,” Derrick said to Nate, “I didn’t tell you for the sake of myself and Yvonne. Either one of us could have been hurt or even killed. You must understand, we all have loved ones…” Nate nodded, and although on the outside he appeared to understand, on the inside he still felt slightly justified.


They refused to give up: Steven, Yvonne, Elliot and Eleanor continued charging after the convoy. Although it could easily outmatch their speed, the bullets were agile enough to pierce the vehicles. After some time, returning fire began. Assault rifles peered out of windows and fired in irregular patterns at the pursuers. “Wait for us!” Lamar caught up with them, holding his minigun-amputated arm steadily. Charlie had taken one of the AK47s. In the distance, Steven noticed Nate taking Derrick into the village, with Ryan and Maddison rushing to assist. “Remarkable,” Eleanor began, “The two people who have just been shot are up and running around here, I must say that’s determination at its finest”, she was of course referring to Elliot and Steven who examined their bandages again. “Look they’re getting away now!” Steven sounded frustrated. “It doesn’t matter; you did as I asked Lamar?” Elliot asked. “Yes, and I must say, it’s quite an ingenious plan. Fooling the enemy, a second time using the same tactic,” they exchanged a smile of smartness. “What plan? What happened?” Steven asked, confused. “Are we in range for it to work?” Elliot ignored Steven’s queries, and returned to Lamar. “Well, that’s the down side. I’m afraid we still have to be within the radius for it to work.” The ambiguity had everyone on edge. “Dammit. Do you have it?” Now people began to think they were deliberately being ambiguous. “Yes, here.” Now it made sense, Lamar produced a detonator from his high tech suit and handed it to Elliot. “Fabulous, now get everyone off this island. Leave the rest to me. Just one more thing, I need a rifle.” Everyone looked confused, was on earth was Elliot holding a detonator? “Here, I guess?” Although she was confused, Charlie still gave him her AK47. “Thanks. My first time using this, probably the last as well. But hey, I’m a fast learner.” Elliot began sprinting off, but turned back again, “Stay safe. Goodnight.” He said, as he continued rushing towards the facility.


Everyone returned to the village, and Lamar gathered them all. “Listen, we have to get out of here,” he began his announcement, Ryan and Maddison were wary of him since they hadn’t seen him before. “We have to leave this island right now. I get that some of us are badly beaten,” he glanced over to Derrick, “But if we don’t go now, we will meet our fate, and it’s not a happy ending.” Everyone wondered the same thing, but it took Ryan to actually voice the question, “Where’s Elliot? Why are we leaving without him?” Lamar looked towards the facility, “He’ll be ok. But we just have to focus on ourselves for now.” Ryan shrugged, “I’m not leaving without him. No offense, but I don’t know anything about you. You could be walking us into a trap for all we know.” Lamar understood his concerns, but didn’t have time for them. “Right whoever does trust me, start loading people onto the speedboat, and get them back to the yacht. With a bit of luck, we can find a way to patch up the engine and get out of here.” Derrick had noticed an error with this, “How did you even know the yacht was out there? And that it was damaged? And that we used a speedboat?” But Derrick’s suspicions were shot down instantly, “It’s not that hard to notice an abandoned yacht in the distance on the sea, nor a speedboat that is literally a few metres away. As for the engine, well I can see the bullet holes on the ship, besides why else would you abandon it?” Derrick didn’t have time to rebut this argument.


“Alright, we’ll need to go in groups. The speedboat can only hold three or four people at max. Therefore, I recommend that the teens get out of here first. Ryan, Maddison and Olivia, go with my lovely fiancée, she’ll take you to the speedboat. In case of ambush, several of us have rifles, we’ll defend you. Now come on, get moving!” Olivia and Maddison wasted no time, and fell in line behind Yvonne. Ryan however stood behind, “I’m waiting for Elliot to come back. We’re not leaving without him!” Lamar had no choice now other than the tell him the truth, “Elliot has gone to save you. To save all of us. This is ridiculous, this whole thing. He’s putting an end to it. Now go!” But Ryan still didn’t shift, “Then he’ll come back and we’ll leave with him, surely?” Lamar took a deep breath, “He’s not coming back…”


The convoy had been ditched outside the facility, the vehicles just left scattered. The party had rushed inside, and two guards patrolled the front. Since Elliot was inexperienced with a large rifle, he switched out to the Glock firstly, and aimed it steadily taking shots at the two guards. The bullets scraped both of them, but he wasn’t accurate enough to kill. Instead, he moved in for the kill, and showed no mercy when doing so.


Since Ryan refused to leave, his slot was instead given to Eileen. The speedboat had successfully made it to the yacht. “Stay here, stay down. If anything happens, there’s three emergency flares in a box next to the stairs.” They acknowledged this, and rushed her back in the boat to save the others.


Elliot rushed his way through the facility. He could use the rifle at close-range as there would be less recoil. He took down multiple guards, before finally making his way to the meeting room. All the lieutenants were gathered inside. Colonel Shepard jumped out of her seat and raised her Five-seveN, but Elliot shot first with his rifle, killing her. “No one tries anything. If you so much as scratch yourself, I’ll kill you.” There were five lieutenants seated around the table now that Shepard was dead. “I must say, you are bold to make a move like this,” Lt. Matthew complimented him. Heavy began to stand up slowly, but Elliot immediately pointed the rifle at him. “Stand down,” Lt. Matthew ordered his comrade. “What do you want?” he asked Elliot, “For this to end,” he bluntly answered. “And by your definition, what is the “end”?” He smiled cunningly and dropped the rifle, switching it out for the detonator. “You remember this box? Right? The box that I used to kill Salatin with?” Lt. Matthew interrupted him, “A box that didn’t work might I add.” Elliot’s cunning smile returned, “Yeah, didn’t. But does now.” Lt. Matthew stood up with his hands raised, “Can you imagine, Elliot. Imagine what the Doctor would think if he could see you now.” Elliot looked angrier, “Reverse the question. Imagine what I would think if I could see the Doctor now? After all, he indirectly caused this. Everyone who died from your actions, it ultimately roots back to him. Every single one of them.” Elliot positioned his thumb over the button again, but started to sweat and shiver. “You can’t do it, can you?” Lt. Matthew taunted him, and laughed, “You’re a joke. Trying to be a hero, all your friends out there are going to die. Just like your girlfriend did. Why? Because of you and your failed heroics!” Elliot was mentally being told to press it, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so. “Eventually Elliot, you’ll have to surrender, or die. Your choice. You can’t just stand there all day and-” He squinted and pressed the button, there was a second interval before the entire facility detonated. All of it, the entire thing blew up, and turned into flames…


Everyone was on the yacht now, even Ryan after some level of persuading. Everyone had heard and could see the explosion, they looked back in confusion and fear. “Elliot…” Ryan turned away, comforted by Maddison. Despite the intensity of this explosion, it hadn’t captured Eileen’s attention, she was still in shock.


The complete facility was in ruins; the explosion had released the horrible creatures on the island. The Pentademons were attracted by the flames, all the zombies had escaped, although several gas containers were still intact, including the SM-52 capsule. Other horrific creatures had escaped too. One such example was a giant mosquito which took to the sky, followed by several others of its species. Another example was the last remaining Weevil on the island. There were also giant fish-like creatures with legs, which headed straight towards the ocean, diving into the water. From the yacht, everyone watched in terror as hell was unleashed from the Island. But from the rubble, there were still survivors. Elliot used his remaining strength to lift a metal plank off of himself. He coughed as he positioned his head upwards. However, he realised he had done more harm than good upon seeing the amount of terrible things which he had released. He was too weak to talk, and no help was coming for him. After all, everyone would now assume he was dead…


“Finally!” Derrick cheered as he had assistance from Lamar with fixing the engine. “Let’s get that motor started!” As the yacht began revving, there was another issue. “Yvonne?” Lamar noticed she was staring oddly out the window. As she turned around, her skin had completely glazed over and her eyes were bloodshot. She unbuttoned her jacket, revealing a bite mark on her abdomen. Lamar, having been here for enough time, knew exactly how the bite worked. If a zombie bit you, you would reanimate anywhere within a few minutes to a few days. For Yvonne, the case had appeared to be the latter. “Derrick!” Lamar called out, as he rushed towards his calling. “Yvonne? No, no, no!” He broke down as she fell into his arms.


After the yacht had gotten far enough into the sea, a makeshift funeral had been held. Yvonne’s body was stretched out on a small table. “Be free, my beautiful,” Derrick broke down in tears as he said goodbye to her, “Be free…” he tilted up the table, sending her corpse into the sea, to free her – and the unborn child’s – spirit forever…


End of Volume 2!

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Re: LastOfTheSonics' Fan Series - The Life of Elliot

Post by LastOfTheSonics on Sun 24 Dec 2017 - 9:57

Volume 3 begins here!

The Life of Elliot #30 – The New World:


ONE YEAR LATER – 15th November 2018
The streets of London were nothing like they used to be. Men in black-clad armour patrolled the streets, sporting helmets, balaclavas and orange visors. They were equipped with assault rifles and pistols, smoke grenades too. The biggest change was the new giant screens that had been established in every major part of the city. Occasionally, a broadcast would play. Although it was the same message every day: “Citizens of London. Fear us not. For we are the new world order. I am your new Prime Minister, Declan Brown,” Declan was a slightly above middle-aged man, and had been the mastermind behind the entire operation in the first place, “Allow me to inform you of changes to our British political system. The most pressing factor is that there will no longer be an Opposition, or a Shadow Cabinet as some of you may know it better as. Instead, it has been reformed into what we call ‘The Extension’. They have been established to deal with important issues which our primary government are unable to deal with for one reason or another. A new ruler has been elected for this party, Chancellor Aidan,” he was of course referring to Dr. Aidan who had somehow survived his encounter with Leslie, “Finally, you will have noticed our soldiers dispatched all over the streets. These are the Justices of Peace, fear them not for they are here to secure a civil and safe England. Co-operate with them, and life will be easier for all of us.”



The screen started to flicker between Declan and Elliot, eventually Elliot’s broadcast took its place. “People of Great Britain!” Only a year had passed, and Elliot was 16 now, but he looked sophisticatedly older than before; although this could be due to the fact that his beard was clearly growing along the sides of his face, and his voice was now a lot deeper too. “Take a look around you. Take a look at these soldiers! Oh sorry, I mean JPs. I must say, I’ve never heard of guns being used to secure peace in a neutral area. This is London! Not a warzone!” The civilians on the streets began examining the armed men. “This ‘New World’ is not good for any of us! Do you know how many people DIED for these people to get into power? I’ll tell you: too many! My best friend, an associate of mine, a pregnant woman and her child!” Elliot deliberately emphasised the “child” part to win emotional support. “How can you trust them? Join us! Join our Resistance! We shall fight back against Minister Brown! We can reform this country into the People’s Republic of Great Britain! Overthrow these people! It’s our duty!” The broadcast ended.  


“And we’re off!” A woman cut the camera focused on Elliot. As he turned around, a large parade of civilians started applauding him, some familiar faces among them too; Steven, Ryan, Eleanor, and a few others who were elsewhere. “Thank you, thank you,” Elliot quietened them. “Today is the beginning. The beginning of something far larger than this political revolution. Today is the beginning of the Uprising. Every day, more and more people join our cause. Some of you may have faith in me due to what I’ve created at such a young age. A sixteen-year-old spawning an entire Resistance? Unprecedented! Some of you on the other hand may not. But that doesn’t matter. Because we WILL win. We shall reform this country into a Republic! A new era! An era not ruled by fear or tyranny, but by peace, and above all, fair justice and order; two traits which our current government seems to lack. Yesterday morning, a man named Paul joined our group. This is Paul here,” Elliot gestured for him to join him, “Paul was counted as the 1000th person to join our Resistance!” Everyone applauded, cheered and whistled. “And I can assure you, the more time that passes, the less time needed to get to 2,000! There are people all over the country who are with us all the way! But for one reason or another, they cannot put themselves forward for our group. Perhaps to protect their family, perhaps out of fear, perhaps out of range of our base. It matters not. We will rally this country; we will overthrow the evil powers. If I can survive an entire building collapsing on top of me, then this country can survive these parasites!” Elliot raised his fist, as a symbol of everlasting peace. Everyone applauded and cheered once again, joining him in raising their fists.


The underground base was huge, and part of it even expanded into a ghost station. There were many different types of facilities: Sleeping quarters, toilets, armouries, even gaming rooms. Everything the Resistance needed to survive was under here. They had members on the surface too who gave them access to fresh water and food. Of course, the Resistance could try to live on the surface, but with their names & faces marked, and CCTV on every street corner now, as well as those new ‘security’ men, they would be slain instantly. The alarm lights on the walls began flashing red, blaring out an ‘incoming’ siren. “Incoming!” Nate, Eleanor and – a new face – Gabriel, had just finished a reconnaissance patrol through the underground stations. In the year that had passed, the new government had re-established relics from the past. One of these ‘relics’ were robotic Yeti. Formerly used by the Great Intelligence, they had now been modified to kill any living being, hence why the locomotive industry had been disposed of in South England; removing the train network made people believe it was the Resistance’s fault due to their underground super-base. Two of these robotic Yeti had been spotted by the recon group. “Elliot!” Eleanor called him over, “General Elliot, you mean?” He taunted, “Whatever, even if you’re the leader of this group, I’m still more experienced. So follow my plan carefully…”


The two Yeti lumbered through the underground tunnel, roaring out occasionally. They turned a corner and reached the ghost station which allowed entry into the Resistance base. This entrance was heavily fortified and guarded 24/7. The Yeti were strong however, and with one soft blow they knocked the defences to the entrance right out. One of the Yeti had a gun, this weapon had been modified to shoot laser bolts rather than webs/fungi now. “Open fire!” Gabriel called out as he and the five others guarding the entrance unleashed their rifle clips on it. The bullets were ineffective, and the armed Yeti took down two of the fighters right away. Gabriel’s carbine ran out of ammunition, and he pulled out his radio, “You better have that thing loaded! They’re already here!” He sounded panicked, and retreated up the stairs. The two other fighters backed away slowly too, but the Yeti killed one of them. The surviving one had run out of ammunition, and sprinted to take the rifle off of his deceased comrade, but this action got him killed himself. The two Yeti roared, and chased Gabriel up the narrow stairway.


“Elliot they’re right behind me! Hurry up and do it already!” Gabriel darted into the nearest emergency shelter, where most other fighters had been ordered to go. However, some were standing in a defensive formation with firearms. As Elliot noticed the first Yeti’s shadow, he raised the grenade launcher and shot the first grenade. It could be heard rolling down the stairs, and then exploding. “Did it hit?” Eleanor asked. “I’m not sure”. Just in case, Elliot primed the grenade launcher again, the barrel revolving to have the next grenade ready. He edged forward slowly, with two fighters flanking him. He made it to the corner, and quickly peered around. One of the Yeti had been taken down by the grenade, and the entire ghost station had been slightly damaged too. “Gabriel said there were two. So where’s the other one…?”

WRITER’S NOTE: Merry Christmas everyone!


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Re: LastOfTheSonics' Fan Series - The Life of Elliot

Post by LastOfTheSonics on Tue 26 Dec 2017 - 18:47

The Life of Elliot #31 – Sister’s Keeper:


10 Downing Street was no longer a place. It had been demolished in the year that had passed. Instead, a citadel tower had been established, although the upper half was still in construction. The bottom/complete section was 120 metres high, with another 80 metres still being worked upon. The resulting height therefore was set to be 200 metres high in total. Minister Brown moved his office up a floor every time a new level was completed and checked. The plan was for him to be right at the top. To avoid confusion with the other tallest building in London, the shard was set to be demolished in the near future. The Extension party, run by Chancellor Aidan, had its own separate building established in Canary Wharf, naturally another building being added to the complex caused conflict among workers there. Some lost their jobs for threatening to join the Resistance; and in most cases they followed through with that threat.


Meanwhile in the Resistance base, several small squadrons had been dispatched to hunt down the remaining Yeti. Each group had been given heavy artillery in some form; for one group that was a grenade launcher, for another that was a detonator and bombs. Elliot was keeping in touch with the groups via radio. “Elliot…” Ryan had arrived, but Elliot was in the middle of a conversation over the radio, so ignored him. Next to Ryan was a young girl, one or two years younger than himself and Elliot. “Elliot listen,” Ryan persisted but was still ignored. “Ok Gabriel, keep me informed. Over and out.” He put the radio down. “Ryan there are more important matters than-” his expression dropped from one of boredom to one of shock and awe. “Kira?” Elliot was electrified by the sight of his niece…


Elliot had taken his niece to have a conversation in a private room. Ryan, Derrick and Olivia waited outside. “Do you think I should go in?” Ryan asked, but the other two disagreed. “Hey guys!” Maddison strolled over to them, but they all shushed her; planting a confused look on her face.


In the private room, Elliot was getting annoyed with his niece. “No! It means no, Kira. You’re too young and too inexperienced to be a part of this.” She was persistent however, “No! My mum always tells me that it’s better to try and do the right thing than to take the easy route and do wrong. This is the right thing to do! I get it, things are… odd. But just because you’ve left school now and I’m still in Year 10 doesn’t mean that you’re suddenly a lot older than me!” Elliot snapped, “It’s not about age, Kira! It’s not even as if I left school voluntarily! You haven’t experienced anyway near as much as I have. There are things I could tell you, you wouldn’t believe me. These things deterred me from doing Sixth Form, which is what I originally would be doing right now. So do yourself a favour, go back to your mother, give her my regards.” Elliot headed towards the door, “But Uncle Elliot!” he shivered upon hearing those words. “Don’t, Kira. Please, just don’t.” But she did, “Why? You are my uncle, so why can’t I call you that?” He took a deep breath, “There was… a girl. My best friend. One day… she would’ve been your aunt. I had a vision… a future, the future I wanted. It’s too late now…” Elliot opened the door and walked away in silence. Kira watched him, confused by what he meant.


“Ryan! Hey!” Maddison tried to keep up with him as he headed into his quarters. “Listen sorry if I interrupted anything earlier.” Ryan shook his head, “No it’s ok Maddison, things are just tense right now.” She nodded her head, “Yeah, my mum is still in denial even after all this time.” Ryan felt sorry, but didn’t want to show this. “So what’s the deal with that girl? And why’s Elliot so against her?” Ryan didn’t feel as though it was his place to tell her, but then when he looked back he noticed Elliot hovering outside the door. “She’s my niece,” Unexpectedly, he answered Maddison’s question. “It’s not safe for her here.” Maddison protested, “Why not? I’m here aren’t I? I’m the same age as her. Heck, there’s even kids around here somewhere.” Elliot didn’t listen to reason, “Only because their families joined us. Kira’s family are still on the surface. Her mother is up there, her father is up there, her grandparents are somewhere.” Maddison still didn’t feel it right to refuse her, “And her Uncle is down here, with us. Elliot, I get it, she’s your niece. But with all due respect, who are you to deny her from attempting to change the world?” Elliot shook his head, “No. Final answer. Ryan, do me a favour. Make sure Kira is safely back with my sister before tonight. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to get back to the Radio. We’re in the middle of hunting robot Yeti… Sounds ridiculous, but people HAVE died because of them.” Without another word, Elliot headed back to his office. Maddison glanced back at Ryan, both of them thinking the same thing.


“Wait! We’ve got something!” Gabriel reported over the radio. “Elliot, we have movement in the distance, possibly one larger figure or two smaller ones. Hard to tell from this distance. Shall we move in?” Elliot convened mentally for a moment, “Proceed with caution Gabriel. It could be dangerous whatever it is. Make sure you have it at gunpoint, over.” Gabriel acknowledge this order, as Elliot could hear their footsteps over the open channel. “Oh no!” Gabriel yelled out, followed by a bellowing roar; it was the Yeti. Elliot could hear them shooting at it over the radio, “Gabriel retreat instantly! Note your position and retreat!” The radio was cutting in and out, “Gabriel, do you copy? Retreat! Repeat, Retreat!” Elliot kept repeating this command, as he heard screams from the men, the men running away, and roars from the Yeti. “Where’s your grenadier?” The radio was still cutting out, but Gabriel could just about make out what Elliot had said. “We split up into two teams Elliot, the grenadier isn’t with us!” He rolled his eyes, “Fine then! I’m organising a squadron to take it down. Get back to base ASAP! Over and out!” He hooked the radio on his side. “I heard that,” Kira had appeared, “All of it. I want to help, so let me. Please…”


“Alright listen up, I’m only saying it once,” Elliot had assumed a ‘drill sergeant attitude’, “This… thing, is extremely hostile. If you see it, retreat instantly. Do not engage it in combat. You are to summon either me or Colonel Charlie. Both of us will be armed with grenade launchers. You are only allowed firearms for defensive purposes, do not use them on the Yeti, it will be pointless. Additionally, we only have two flamethrowers, therefore neither of them are to be taken out either. The RPG is too powerful and would destroy the tunnel, however the grenade launchers will not cause as much of an uproar or alarm. Everyone understand?” Elliot received “Yes Sir!” from all of the squadron. He was still surprised at how in little over a year he had gone from being a below-average school student to being the General of a militia. Each fighter checked their handguns were loaded, before being lead out by Charlie, who was indeed equipped with a grenade launcher.
There were supposed to be eight fighters in the squadron, plus Elliot and Charlie, however Kira had been snuck in as well. She desired to experience what the Resistance was like. Everyone aside from Elliot and Charlie were aware of her presence. In fact, one of the fighters was as old as her too. “Silence!” Elliot noticed a shadow from around the corner, and gestured for everyone to back against the wall. As the shadow grew closer and larger, both leaders raised their launchers and primed them. As soon as Gabriel and Seth – another new face that had joined Elliot’s resistance – appeared from around the corner, Elliot instantly lowered the launchers. “False alarm!” Elliot called out, “What’re you doing? Hurry up men!” They were out of breath, and they had dropped the guns along the way too. “The rest of our party… all dead… the Yeti… it’s there…” Gabriel was gasping for air, pointing out another shadow. “Ready!” Elliot and Charlie now got off the wall and stood on the railway. However, this time the shadow was making a louder screeching noise. It grew louder and louder. Lights appeared from around the corner. Both of them quickly worked out what it was, “That’s no Yeti!” Elliot turned around, screaming at everyone to run back to the nearest platform. For a train was coming around the corner…

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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Fri 29 Dec 2017 - 9:30

The Life of Elliot #32 – Back from the Dead:


Running as fast as they could, the group narrowly made it onto the platform; barely missing the train. However, the train stopped at their platform regardless. The doors opened. At first, no one came out, and the squad edged closer to it, guns at the ready. Charlie had switched out to her pistol, although Elliot was still ready with the grenade launcher. “Knock, knock!” A muffled voice called out from inside, banging their fists against the metal twice. “Who’s there?” Elliot lowered himself to this comedic standard, gesturing for his group to have their guns pointed at all the doors. They spread out across the platform just in case this person was a distraction. “Someone you know, Elliot.” He looked surprised, “How do you know my name?” Hearing a noise behind him, Elliot turned around, only to notice his niece. “Kira! I told you to go home! It isn’t safe for you here! Go!” His voice was low, but he was still clearly annoyed. “Who’s on the train?” She asked, undermining his previous order. “Did you not just hear me young lady?” He sounded like a parent, so she taught her uncle a lesson, “Two things. Firstly, I’m literally two academic years beneath you. Secondly, you’ve denied me from your “crew”, therefore you can’t command me General!” Elliot backed down. “You’re right. Maybe I should just stay at home.” She began to walk off, but turned back around, “Maybe you are too.” She was attempting to sway mind set, but he wasn’t falling for it. “There are more important things right now!” Speaking of which, “Yes, indeed there are.” The man from the train appeared at the door, it was indeed a familiar face: Lieutenant Matthew. “No…” Elliot was shocked. From a door farther along the platform, another familiar face had also appeared: Heavy. “But… You’re dead! Both of you!” They were both smiling, “You survived, Elliot. So did we,” Lt. Matthew smiled, as one last familiar face appeared. “Corporal Jax?” Although Elliot didn’t know him as well, he remembered that this was the pilot who flew him straight past Lucy’s untimely fall to death. Elliot’s face filled with grief and shock…


“How did you do that? The train network was taken down months ago…” Elliot was confused. “We have our ways,” Lt. Matthew had assembled Heavy and Jax behind him now. The triad strolled around like they owned the place. “How did you know to find us here?” Elliot had more than a thousand questions, but only asked the important ones. “We were fully aware you’d established an opposing force; the whole of Great Britain in fact is aware of this. We had the impossible tasking of locating your base. And of course using the ingenuity of yours sincerely, I was able to engineer those robotic Yeti to obey my commands. They were once commanded by an alien life force, however our modifications allowed them to run independently.” Elliot understood more clearly now, “So they weren’t government tools after all. Those were just your attempts to… what? Flush us out?” Lt. Matthew grinned, “Bullseye. We’re nothing to do with the government. Oh no, not at all. Despite how hard we worked to achieve this, Declan – the trashy Prime Minister – assumed we had perished in that explosion. Now, it’s time for you to repay what you owe, Elliot.” He pulled out a gun, but instantly all the Resistance fighters did too. “You can’t win Lieutenant. Whatever you try to do here, you’ll fail. But for the sake of our beliefs, I’ll hear you out.” Everyone slowly lowered their guns, bar several Resistance units. “Tuesday morning, every week. You are going to supply us with guns, ammunition, luxuries, and whatever other resources we desire. No strings attached, just us three. We’re sort of like Mercenaries now.” Elliot laughed that request off, “Mercenaries? You helped shape this government. And if you are, why aren’t you offering your services to Minister Brown? He should be indebted to you after all”. “A simple reason, my… friend. Declan doesn’t rehire. As soon as we appear in his view, he’ll have us slaughtered. We’re supposed to be dead, and as the Prime Minister, he’ll want to keep the death records continuous. Imagine how many political issues that would cause? A ‘misinformed’ death indeed.” Elliot still found his offer nothing more than mediocre at best. “And if we refuse? What are you gonna do? Sell out the location of our base to the government? You said it yourself, you’ll get slain if you even try. Now that’s it, good day gentlemen. Seth, Gabriel, get them out of here.”


As they went to escort them out, Lt. Matthew completed his ultimatum, “You’re right, Elliot. Besides, they wouldn’t be able to bomb this place successfully. And a squadron of soldiers would easily get mowed down by you; at least until they give up. I’m thinking of taking matters into my own hands. You see, you’re the only people brave enough to start a rebellion against the government anyway. That means if you die, this protest dies. The spark will be out, and that’s it. This New World will remain. You see, allow me to use a trick you once – well, twice – used on me.” Lt. Matthew pulled out a detonator; Jax and Heavy smiling cunningly. “There are explosives placed all across this underground. Your super-base would collapse, but so would this part of London. You’d be condemning both, people you’ve taken control of, and innocent people alike, to death. Could you really live with that? Well, of course not. Could your spirit live with that? You survived an explosion once, I doubt you’ll physically do it again.” Elliot was still laughing, “You’re bluffing. There’s no way you’d have been able to place all those explosives down without a reconnaissance patrol noticing you.” Kira stood backed away from her Uncle, she was terrified; as were most the people in the room. “Fine. I’m bored. Let’s test your theory.” Lt. Matthew raised his hand, preparing to smack it down on the button with great force. As he went to do so, Steven tackled him to the wall. “No!” Lt. Matthew threw him off, the detonator slid across the floor. Jax and Heavy wrestled the fighters to reclaim it, albeit carefully. The fighters fled and scattered with the detonator, leading Jax and Heavy on a lengthy chase. Steven and Lt. Matthew meanwhile were taking hits at each other in a physically intense fight. “Uncle Elliot! Please! Stop this!” Kira begged him, but Elliot was stranded for a resolution to this scenario…


“That all you got?” Steven punched Lt. Matthew, as he retaliated in the same way. Steven tackled him to the wall, as his foe slammed his fists on the back of Steven’s head. Falling back, Lt. Matthew ran back towards the train. “Get back here!” Steven pursued him. “Steven don’t!” Elliot called out, but was completely ignored.


“It’s over Lieutenant! Give up! Just accept your fate already,” Steven’s face had cuts and bruises scattered all over it. “It’s not over. It’s never over.” Lt. Matthew hit one the emergency release buttons, opening the only door on the train that remained shut. Groans emitted from it, as a horde of zombies staggered off the train. Steven looked horrified, and rushed back to prepare everyone. Lt. Matthew watched from a safe distance as chaos unfolded.

“You should’ve gone while you had the chance Kira,” Elliot was serious with his niece, “I warned you things would go wrong.” She didn’t regret her decision at all, but instead chose to arm herself with a handgun. “How does this work?” Elliot was shocked to see her completely ignore him. “Kid,” Lamar and Nate had appeared, “You see that switch? The safety is on. Flick it to turn it off.” Elliot couldn’t believe this, “Lamar! Look at her! She’s too young to use a firearm!” However, he disagreed, “There are people younger than her here. Some of which can and have used sniper rifles. Besides, we’re a growing cause. We need people just like her. They start young, and grow up, gaining experience along the way. Look out!” Lamar warned Elliot as the horde appeared from around the corner. “Get down!” Lamar’s arm-minigun had been replaced by a prosthetic hand. Using his real arm, he armed himself with a MAC-10. Jax and Heavy had looped back around, with the detonator in their possession. “Stop! Let the zombies in!” Jax ordered, with his hand hovering over the detonator…
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Mon 1 Jan 2018 - 11:14

The Life of Elliot #33 – Killer:


Everyone was armed, some aiming at the horde, some at Jax. “Listen to me, you don’t need to this.” Elliot reached his hand out, trying to deter them from using the detonator. As the horde grew closer, the zombies attacked the unsuspecting fighters. More and more began pouring in. Paul, Seth and Gabriel were slowly appearing from the corner, unnoticed by Jax or Heavy. They edged closer in an attempt to steal the detonator from them. Nate glancing over at them had accidentally given the surprise away, Jax turned around holding the detonator out. Everyone jolted back upon the sound of a gun firing; followed by a bullet hole appearing on Jax’s arm. Seth jumped to the ground to catch the detonator. He carefully caught it without touching the button. As Jax bled out, a second shot was fired, also surprising everyone. Elliot turned around, his face filling with horror upon noticing Kira holding the pistol that had just been fired. “Kira!” Elliot was genuinely terrified. Kira aimed it towards Heavy now and shot him. “No!” Elliot dived at her, smacking the pistol out of her hands. “Stop! You’re out of control girl!” she slapped him, “No Uncle, you’re out of control. Look at what you allowed to happen!” She pointed at the zombies who were sinking their teeth into several fighters. Many had backed away. “What are you waiting for? Dispose of them!” Elliot commanded, as they all readjusted to reality following Kira’s actions. Two men now lie dead in the room…


“Minister, several reports of gunshots from underground have been submitted,” an advisor informed Declan, “It’s quite possibly the Resistance defending themselves against intruders.” The Prime Minister thought to himself carefully. “Send a party down there. If there are any Resistance fighters or any signs of a base, tell them to report back. They are not to engage in direct combat, otherwise the Resistance will have time to move out. You have your orders; do as I have requested.” The advisor nodded, and left the office.


Once the zombies had been cleared out, Elliot and a small party headed through the stairs towards the platform. On their way, Steven had been found by one of the escalators. He was sweating all over, and he looked very ill. “Steven? What’s wrong? My goodness! Your temperature!” Elliot was confused as to what had caused this. “Wait a minute,” Derrick had seen something like this before. “Where is it?” he asked Steven. “Where’s what?” Elliot interrupted. Steven was reluctant at first, but ultimately decided to comply. He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a bite mark on his right arm. “Dammit,” Derrick backed away, upset. “A bite mark? From a zombie? What does that mean?” Elliot had an idea, but had hoped it not to be true. Derrick reluctantly answered, “The infection, that’s how it works. You get bitten or scratched by a zombie, and the plague spreads to you. Steven, I’m so sorry.” But Elliot pushed him away, “Whoa, whoa, whoa! You’re telling me he’s about to TURN into one of those things?” Derrick had to answer truthfully, but with sadness, “I’m afraid so. It’s how Yvonne died. Elliot,” he took his hand, “For his own sake, we have to put him down.” Elliot’s face filled with sadness and terror; he couldn’t bear to lose another great friend…


Derrick had gone back to summon Olivia; if anyone was going to put Steven down, it had to be his sister. “Steven…” Elliot began, “You’ve done, so much for me. In the short time we’ve known each other, you’ve saved mine and others’ lives so many times. You’re possibly one of the bravest people I’ve ever met. You put yourself on the line to save others. And judging by this scenario, you clearly tried to save others again. But… you’re not invincible, it would seem.” Elliot’s eyes began to water. “Hard to believe, it’s only been a year,” he continued, “And yet… It’s like I’ve known you my whole life… like a brother.” He took his hand, and shook it. “Thank you…” tears began to form, “So much…” Steven smiled at him in response, but he was losing consciousness now.


Lt. Matthew had fled back to the train unnoticed. He had rushed to the conductor’s room in an attempt to get it working again. However, with the underground system having been put out of action for quite some time now, he was having difficulty getting it started again by himself. “This way!” Several Resistance fighters called out from a distance, Seth and Gabriel among them. Lt. Matthew crouched and ventured further down the train.


“What’s going on?” Olivia asked, returning with Derrick. Elliot looked up at her, crying. “Elliot…? Why are you-” She didn’t need to ask the question once she had noticed the bite mark on Steven’s arm. “No…” she too began crying, and dropped to her knees. “Brother… Steven…” she embraced him, but she backed away due to how much he was sweating. “He was unlucky…” Derrick hated to say this, but he had to state the facts, “Sometimes, you can last 2 or 3 days before you turn. But sometimes, the infection can spread within a matter of minutes. It appears that Steven… suffered the latter…” Derrick kept remembering how he had to deal with his fiancée when she was bitten. “Olivia… I’m so sorry, but you have to do this…” She looked over to him and stood up, “On one condition,” she wiped the tears away, “You get out of here. You leave the Resistance; you return to society. You take Maddison with you as well as Ryan, I can’t stand either of them.” Now Elliot stood up, “Olivia, that’s not your decision to make,” he felt insulted, wiping tears away from his eyes. “You care about Steven like a brother, like how I do - well, he actually is my brother, unlike you Elliot. If you really do care about him, you’ll do what I ask to give him a peaceful send-off…” Elliot refused her request, “No.” There was nothing to bargain with.


Seth and Gabriel had split their group into two. They had entered on opposite sides of the train, attempting to catch Lt. Matthew out in the middle. They could see each other clearly, but there was no sign of their target. Gabriel gestured for the group to check under seats and even in the overhead compartments.


“If you won’t do it, then I will. If you have a problem with that, then it’s you who has to leave, Olivia,” Elliot was racing against time, Steven didn’t deserve to turn. Feeling defeated, Olivia still tried to reason, “But… what if we just cut his arm off? I mean… wouldn’t that at least stop the infection from spreading anymore?” Elliot shook his head, “Look at him, Olivia. The infection’s already taken over. He’s gone…” But Derrick provided them with a spark of hope, “No… she’s right! He hasn’t actually turned yet. The infection may be spreading, but without a source, the pathogens – or whatever they are – will die out, and the white blood cells will consume the dead invaders, just like any other disease!” Elliot nodded, and looked slightly upbeat, but Olivia was concerned about Steven now dying from blood loss. “We have to get him to the medical bay and have all the equipment ready, otherwise the blood loss will kill him instead.” Elliot nodded, “We have to hurry then!” Derrick and Elliot wrapped Steven’s arms around their shoulders, carrying him through the station towards the medical bay back in the main section of the base…
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Post by Dalek on Mon 1 Jan 2018 - 13:33

I haven't commented in a while, but I've been reading every entry as soon as it's been posted, and this is still really good!
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Mon 1 Jan 2018 - 13:52

Dalek wrote:I haven't commented in a while, but I've been reading every entry as soon as it's been posted, and this is still really good!
Thanks Dalek! I'm glad you're still enjoying it, there are plenty more chapters to come!
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Wed 3 Jan 2018 - 20:38

The Life of Elliot #34 – Concerns:


Olivia was pacing outside the medical bay, anxious to hear about Steven. Noticing this, Eleanor had to make a suggestion to Elliot. “Elliot, can I speak with you in private for a moment?” They moved away from the others. “This is a fight we are hell bent on winning. Overthrowing an entire government will have massive consequences. The last thing we need are family worries,” Eleanor was serious. “What do you mean?” Elliot didn’t understand. “Steven and Olivia are close siblings. They have each other, I get that. But one or both of them must return to the surface somehow. If one of them dies, that’s it: the other will never be able to cope.” Elliot was completely against every word Eleanor had just said. “Ok, well, firstly: It’s not as simple as just returning to daily life, both of them will be marked for death by Minister Brown now. Secondly: They don’t have any family to go to; both of their parents are dead. Thirdly: There are entire families down here, we can’t just banish them like that!” Eleanor understood this, but still fought her point across, “We need fighters down here, Elliot. Only a quarter of the people here can actually use firearms or weapons of any degree. The remaining three quarters are just scared children and parents. In fact, those zombies did some damage to our fighters. We’re running out of space and resources, I know it sounds harsh, Elliot, but this group is about fighting against the hell out there, not harbouring cowards down here. Lamar, Nate, Paul, even Charlie. They all agree with me.” Elliot had begun considering it now.


The door to the medical bay opened, out of it came Derrick and Lamar. “Well?!” Olivia was anxious. “The amputation was a success,” Derrick began, “We’ve hooked him up to a patient monitor, his pulse is stable, and his symptoms are easing. The infection is definitely dying out.” Everyone – Maddison, Ryan, Olivia, Charlie, Elliot, Eleanor and Nate – looked relieved. “Although that’s a two-sided coin,” Lamar reluctantly intruded, “At the very least, we’ve slowed down the turning process. It’s possible we’ve only prolonged his death, but we could have prevented it altogether as well. It’s too early to tell.” Olivia sighed, fed up with things going right and then wrong again. “Can I see him?” she insisted. “No, it’s best to just let him rest for now. Elliot, I want to speak with you privately.” Why everyone wanted to speak to him privately today, Elliot had no idea.


“Ok so, what really happened?” Elliot could tell Derrick and Lamar had lied to everyone else. “That is what happened. We didn’t lie, we only omitted the truth slightly,” Derrick began, “Steven was seconds away from death. Even the slightest delay could have killed him. But that’s not to say he’s safe yet. Realistically, the odds are stacked against him.” Elliot thought this pathetic, “Why are you telling me?”, “Olivia wouldn’t be able to cope. As for everyone else there, I don’t think they need to know. But you’re Steven’s best friend, you have to know the truth.” Elliot cursed under his breath, “Alright fine… I get it. Collect a pair of handcuffs and chain him to the bed or something. That way, he can’t bite anyone if he turns. But also make sure that you do everything you physically can to preserve him. He’s the strongest man here, I know he’ll live even against innumerable odds. With our help, we can increase his strength. Don’t – at any point – put him down. Clear?” They both nodded, and returned to their duties.


“Our party has made their first report, Minister.” The advisor told Declan, “What did they say?” He quickly listened to it over his headset, “They’ve found a train. It appears to be in working condition, and there’s electrical readings coming from the track. It’s operational somehow.” Declan smiled cunningly, “They must be getting closer to the base. Tell them to continue the search, and to mark their co-ordinates for a future… strike, so to speak.”


“Where did he go?” Seth and Gabriel had met up in the middle of the train, without sighting Lt. Matthew. “We’ve checked the whole thing, there’s no sign of him!” Underneath the train, Lt. Matthew was lying flat against the track. He could hear muffled voices above him, but he remained quiet, hoping they would continue the search elsewhere. Looking down the train, he noticed pairs of feet approaching. He realised that these were JP soldiers, possibly ordered to survey the underground by Declan. He wanted to warn the party above him, but at the same time, he didn’t want to give himself away. He decided to remain silent, and allow events to play out…


Elliot had reluctantly accepted Kira as part of the Resistance now. She had made it all the way to him by herself, venturing back would be nowhere near as easy now. “You know how to use one of these? Or was it just blind luck last time?” Elliot was showing his niece a pistol; part of him felt immoral teaching her how to use a gun, even if she was only a year or two younger than him. “No, I just pulled it out and pressed the trigger. Guess I was kind of lucky.” Elliot chose to ignore that final part, “Safety on, Safety off,” he demonstrated the features, “Pull back the slide, unload the magazine, reload it, push the slide forward.” He handed the firearm over to her. “You’ll need these,” he placed a set of ear muffs on her head, some pistols were louder than others. “Stand to facing sideways. Aim it using one hand only, don’t grip it too tightly. Line it up with your eyesight.” Elliot adjusted her arm to have the gun positioned correctly. “Breathe in, and squeeze the trigger,” She fired the weapon at a target, piercing a hole straight through it. “And breathe out.”


Gabriel noticed a hostile party circling the train, and dropped to the ground. He gestured for those who noticed him to do the same, including Seth. However, several fighters at either end were completely unaware. As the train was surrounded by the JPs, they fired at those were standing.


The shots echoed back into the central part of the base. Charlie – being the highest ranking member in the room – was looked at by everyone, awaiting orders. “Times like this make me wonder if that Doctor person Steven tells me about is even real,” she mumbled to herself, “Alright everyone, fall back.” This order however, was unexpected. “Can you hear that? That is the sound of way too many people for us to handle. They will come in here and destroy us. There will be no deaths here while I’m in charge. If we kill them, the Minister will realise where we are. I guarantee you, they are reporting their location every step they take. In which case, if we suddenly kill them, their position will be known, and thus our base will be exposed, giving Minister Brown a target for an airstrike. So, everyone moves to the next station! Now!” They understood Charlie’s logic, and retreated. Olivia refused to leave Steven. “Olivia, you have to go,” Charlie needed her out of the way for her plan to work. “Listen, if there’s no one here, they’ll assume this place is empty, and to Minister Brown it will seem as though they haven’t found our base yet. That’s the trick, to fool them with their own logic. Olivia understood, but insisted that Steven go with them, “Charlie we can’t just leave him!” Charlie reassured her, “We won’t. Well, I won’t. You go ahead with the others; it won’t be long before those so called ‘Justices of the Peace’ get here. I’ll grab Steven, and we’ll be right behind you. Go! Quickly!” Olivia nodded, and thanked Charlie before departing. She watched as Olivia ran off.

Charlie entered the medical bay, and silently locked the door behind her. She looked upon Steven, who was still unconscious. The regular bleeping sound of Steven’s heart rate was not too loud, but it was loud enough that it would attract attention from the hostile party. After lying to Olivia, she now had to weigh up her options: Leave Steven’s life support on – risking discovery from the JPs, or turn the life support off – Allowing them to remain hidden, but putting Steven’s life in danger…
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Sun 7 Jan 2018 - 10:19

The Life of Elliot #35 – Unforeseen Consequences:


“Clear!” As the party advanced, they were checking every room for Resistance fighters. Several recorded their location, and reported back to the Prime Minister. As they flooded into the base, they found the armoury. “My word,” the leader of the squadron gasped, “Report this back to the P.M. at once.” The armoured man nodded, “Yes Colonel.” As he examined the firearms, another JP needed his attention, “Sir! Over here!” He glanced at the weapons cabinet once again before assisting his group.


“What is it?” the Colonel inquired. “This door is locked sir, shall we bust it down?” The colonel thought for a moment, and then nodded. The JP stood back, and charged at the wooden door. It vibrated, but didn’t come off the hinges. “Try again,” the Colonel ordered, and so he did. The door was beginning to come loose. “What are you looking at me for? Keep trying man!” He charged it a third time, and finally the door flew off.
The squadron were greeted by an empty bed, with an offline patient monitor. “Report this back. This base seems too quiet, possibly a former base used by the Resistance. The signs indicate they are no longer here.” But one of the men noticed an issue with this, “But sir, why is the armoury still full in that case?” The Colonel pondered, “A good call private. Continue searching the base, we must find them.
“Chancellor Aidan, my friend!” Declan let out in joy. “Minister Brown, it’s been a while!” But they knew each other informally, “Please, drop the formalities, we were friends long ago. We still are in fact.” They nodded in agreement, “What brings you all the way to my Citadel tower?” Dr. – or Chancellor – Aidan raised his query, “The Doctor. That malevolent… being. I have some rather interesting news about… her.” Declan looked surprised about this. “Her? What do you mean… her?” Dr. Aidan smiled, “I think we’d better sit down…”


Elliot woke up. He was back in that hospital bed, the same vision which had happened to him multiple times in the past. He looked up and noticed the hooded figure once again sitting in the corner of the room. “You! It’s been a while; don’t you think?” The figure nodded, “I bring you grave news, as per usual,” the deathly distorted voice informed him. “The last time we met, you predicted Lucy’s death. What else could you possibly say that could break me down even further?” The figure rose, and took long strides towards Elliot. It leant down, and whispered something in his ear. Elliot’s eyes widened with shock… “Wake me up… Now…” Elliot was terrified; whatever he’d just been told, it was far from good news.


Charlie had taken Steven off his life support and they had hidden in an abandoned control room – one used for the trains long before they were decommissioned. Steven’s heart rate seemed normal, although he was deeply unconscious. This gave them an advantage, as long as the JPs stuck to the base, they would have no need to check the tracks, thus the two of them would remain unnoticed. Charlie was armed with a pistol – if the worst case scenario was to come around.


“Sir, we’ve checked this entire area. It’s empty!” The Colonel wasn’t entirely convinced by this however, “Hmmmm, advise the P.M. against an airstrike. We don’t want to cause public uproar for no reason. If we’re going to do that, we have to make sure we strike the Resistance. Here’s the alternative: Raid the armoury. Take as much as you like, take as much as you can, and lug it all back to the surface. If the Resistance are using this as a weapon source, it’ll severely deplete their defences. We can send in another party at a later time, hound them down without any casualties. Get to it men!” Everyone rushed about, the Colonel glanced around a final time before heading back to the main station.
Everything was silent, Charlie had assumed the invading party had returned to the surface. “Ok, wait here, don’t make a sound,” she didn’t know if Steven could hear her or not, but she instructed him nonetheless. Charlie scouted the base, everything seemed quiet. She made her way over to the Communications room in search of a radio, hopefully someone would’ve taken one with them. As she crept into the room, several radios remained on the desk, she grabbed the one nearest to her. “Hello? Is anyone there? Hello?” There was static for a few moments. “Hello?” A female northern British voice responded, with distorted whirring in the background. “Hello! Yes! You can hear me! Right?” Charlie waited, “Hello?” the voice tried to tell Charlie she was breaking up, but the chat kept cutting in and out. “Hang on!” Charlie adjusted the antenna. “Hello? Can you hear me now? Hello?” A third voice joined in, “Hello.” Except this voice was not on the radio, one of the JPs raiding the armoury had found her, a gun raised to her head. “Put the radio down, or I’ll call the others.” The voice called out over the radio, “Hello? Are you still there?” The whirring in the background intensified, “This is the Doc-” An explosion resonated through the radio, cutting off into static. “Looks like you’re out of luck. Give it to me…” he reached his empty hand out. Charlie slowly handed it over to him, once it made contact with his hand, she slammed it across to his other arm, knocking the pistol out of it. She head-locked him, “Don’t… make… a sound…” she aggressively ordered him.


“Well, remarkable, I must say.” Declan was surprised by the news about the Doctor, “Are you sure this data is correct?” The advisor nodded, “Correct and verified. We have our… methods. It’s not just in this universe either, there are many others in which the same event has occurred.” Declan was fascinated. “Anyway, your turn. Any news on the Resistance yet?” Declan shrugged, “It seems not. The party have failed to find anything other than an empty hospital bed.” Dr. Aidan was intrigued, he knew the Resistance were good, but how much longer could they evade detection? “I still to this day wonder how a teenager could survive an entire facility collapsing on him.” Dr. Aidan’s expression turned to one of guilt, however Declan had not noticed this.


The man Charlie had captured was returned to his comrades. “Dalton where have you been man?! We’ve been looking for you. Come on! If we don’t get back within the next five minutes, we’re as good as dead! You know the boss’s traditions!” Dalton nodded at them, as they headed off; he turned back, noticing Charlie hiding against a wall, he nodded at her and mimed ‘Thank You’. Charlie had knocked sense into Dalton, the Resistance now had someone on the inside…

Charlie headed back to the control room, relieved she had made someone finally see the light. Dalton could very well become the one to spark the Uprising, Charlie felt satisfied knowing this. Now, the Resistance could be five steps ahead of the government. But she had to keep her mind in the present day. She arrived back at the control room, but she looked surprised: Steven had vanished…
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Tue 9 Jan 2018 - 20:38

The Life of Elliot #36 – Only Human:


Elliot had lead everyone through several ghost stations; well, technically every station was a ghost station now. He had to keep brushing his hair out of his face, it hadn’t been cut since before Lucy’s death, which was well over a year ago now. “You know,” Gabriel caught his breath, “When all this is over, I could cut it all for you,” he pointed to Elliot’s hair. “Yeah, if this is all over.” Gabriel didn’t accept that remark, “You’re our leader. Don’t tell me you’re losing hope? If you are, then what do the rest of us have to believe in? You’ve shown everyone here so much, you’re not afraid to take extreme measures in the most brutal of circumstances. There are children here who in years to come won’t have any idea about people like Martin Luther King or the Suffragettes, these children will remember you and the Resistance! You are the biggest and only movement known to them, one that in years to come will become a key topic in History lessons. It’s too late for you to go back now, Elliot. Keep on believing man! For the sake of freedom!” Elliot nodded, “That’s what worries me. I’m nothing like Martin Luther King or anyone who caused change within the world, I’m just some sixteen-year-old.” Gabriel put his hand on Elliot’s shoulder, “Yeah, but you’re also the first sixteen-year-old to start an uprising against a corrupt power. You deserve to be remembered!” A loud roar echoed from up ahead, followed by Paul and his smaller group rushing back, “Yeti!”


Lt. Matthew had waited for events to play out. A short exchange of gunfire allowed for Seth and Gabriel to escape a while ago, with the opposing party heading into the base. After waiting long enough, everything seemed to be the right level of quiet. Lt. Matthew crawled out from under the train, and followed the route which Gabriel and Seth had escaped down. Had he of waited another few seconds, he would’ve been spotted by Dalton and the JPs.


Elliot was role calling the names of his comrades. “Eleanor?”, “Maddison?”, “Derrick?”, “Lamar?”, “Kira?”, “Ryan?”, “Olivia?”, “And lastly, Nate?” Everyone had responded, they were all present. “Excellent. Charlie and Steven will likely arrive later on; I have faith in their survival skills. In the meantime, we’ll take a break at this station. We should be far away enough now that the Yeti won’t be able to trace us, nor will the JPs.” One person raised their hand, “What about those of us that fled elsewhere?” Elliot looked remorseful, “Many will likely survive, however some… may not, the Yeti or the JPs may get to them first. I’m sorry.” The yeti bellowed, it was distant, but it echoed.


Elliot had pulled Gabriel over to one side, “Two questions: Firstly, where’s Seth? Secondly, did you find ‘Lieutenant’ Matthew?” Gabriel shook his head, “Seth and I got separated, we ran from the JPs amidst a gunfight. The rest of the party were killed, but Seth is still out there somewhere. As for Matthew, he slipped away somehow. We almost had him, but then he simply vanished.” Elliot looked disappointed, but it wasn’t the biggest concern on his mind, “Hopefully our man on the inside can provide us with some level of security. Chancellor Aidan double-crossed Declan for us, and considering how much our ‘beloved’ P.M. trusts Aidan, I think it’s safe to say he’ll be gullible enough to hand over the keys to his own downfall.” Gabriel nodded, “I should probably join the scout team. That yeti could be closing in.” As he headed off, Elliot recalled him, “Gabriel, thanks. For our conversation earlier.” He nodded, and headed off to join the scout team.


Dalton’s team had returned to the citadel tower. Their report had been given to Declan, who was far from amused. “A good call to strip them of their weapons, but did you not think to explore further?” Everyone looked guilty. “For all you know, they could’ve all been hiding around the next station! Now, I will have to call in airstrike, quite possibly provoking hostility from the general public. How will people be able to trust me if I do that? Innocent people on the surface could be affected, buildings and other infrastructures as well. All this because you called off your search a little too soon commander!” The commander apologised, and looked embarrassed. “There’s no room for failure in the new world. Grab hold of him!” As two of his own men followed this, Dalton watched; as did Chancellor Aidan. “Take him to the Containment Facility. Throw him in with… I don’t know, a Pentademon? A Giant Mayfly? A weevil? I don’t care, just throw him in with one of those creatures.” He tried to resist, but the commander was taken away nonetheless. “You know Chancellor; I really have you to thank for this. You assembled that team which re-contained all of those creatures who escaped from the Island. Now, I can punish insolence properly. The rest of you, dismissed.” The team was shocked at their commander’s demise, but since Dalton had now adjusted the frequency of his radio, he could make contact with Charlie.


A few hours later, everyone had returned to the main section of base. Charlie had put the medical bay off limits to avoid panic about Steven. She had only told Elliot and Nate that he had gone missing. As a result of this, the two men had gone out looking for him. “Alright Elliot, let’s be honest here,” Nate began, “I don’t want to hear it any more than you do, but it’s probably true. Steven turned, and his undead body wandered off…” Elliot completely ignored that theory. “Elliot please, don’t get false hope!” Nate was concerned for him, but he continued on. “Elliot stop!” Nate raised his tone, causing Elliot to snap, “You don’t understand Nate!” he didn’t turn around fully, but he rotated his head aggressively. “I can’t tell you why, but we must find Steven. You wouldn’t believe me if I told you why I knew this.” “Then try me, Elliot! I’m standing right here!” Both men paused, Elliot turned around. “Ever since the Cybermen… I’ve been having… visions… Ah, forget it!” Elliot shook his head, taking Nate to be narrow-minded and sceptical. “You think I’m foolish? You think I won’t believe you?” It was almost as if he could read Elliot’s mind, “Try me! Eleanor and I were on that Island for almost two whole years! We were experimented on with technology from out of this world, literally!” His tone was serious and high, “So if you think there’s anything I wouldn’t believe, then try me!” Elliot sighed. “There’s… someone. Always in those visions,” he lowered his voice and moved over to Nate in a neutral manner. “A hooded figure. Who it is, I don’t know. But they told me someone was going to die, and then I lost my girlf-” he cut himself off, shuddering at what could’ve – and should’ve – been true, “My… friend. I lost my friend. She died just before we arrived on the Island… The same girl Maddison was mourning over when you first met her. The reason why Eileen was emotionally paralyzed, the reason why she’s also in a ward rather than down here with us…” Nate look sorrowful, “I’m sorry, Elliot. What else did these visions predict?” he took a deep breath, “Not much. They were mostly just taunts after she died. But early today, while we were resting… I had another one. I was told two things. Both equally disturbing for me.” Nate questioned what those two things were. “The first one… the Doctor is coming back… We’re going to be seeing him again. Although it’s almost as if… he’s going to be different, the next time we see him. Something noticeably big is going to be different.” Nate knew of this already, “I’ve never met him. He sounds wonderful. The only reason why Nate and Eleanor were on the island in the first place was… well, I don’t know where to begin. What was the second thing?” Elliot looked up at him, “Some things are best kept secret for now… prepare for unforeseen consequences…”

“Hello? I’m receiving you… but very faintly!” Charlie was on the radio again, this time she had others around her. “He---o?” Static was breaking up sentences, the voice was muffled and tried to say multiple things. “The artro--- energ—is fusi---“It was the same Northern woman was before. “Can anyone understand what she’s saying?” Charlie asked around, Ryan took the radio from her. “Who is this? Repeat, who is this? Over.” He wasted no time, much to Maddison’s delight – she had a ‘thing’ for Ryan now; but he did not feel the same about her at all. “I am the Do---” the static cut out the identity reveal, “the original, you might say…” the woman cut out, and they lost connection to the channel. Ryan slammed his fists against the desk, annoyed; again, Maddison found this attractive, but kept it hidden, knowing it was hardly the time nor the place.
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Fri 12 Jan 2018 - 19:07

The Life of Elliot #37 – The Double Agent:


“We searched as widely as we could,” Elliot began, “But we didn’t find him…” Charlie looked disappointed, “But we will find him. Eventually.” Charlie was desperate to tell Elliot about the Doctor, but understood his opposition. “You seem… distracted?” he asked her. She paused for a moment, wrestling in her mind, ultimately opting to tell Elliot about the Doctor, “I think we need to have a private conversation.” He nodded, albeit confused, “Well, you heard her Nate. Just um, try and keep this whole thing under low, right?” He nodded, and continued about his own business.


“There’s a woman on the other end of this radio.” Elliot wasn’t really fussed by this, “Look if all you want to tell me about is some girl playing a prank, I have more pressing matters to attend to.” Charlie was reluctant, “It’s not that… not exactly. I don’t know how to tell you this…” Elliot pushed her for an answer, “Well?” She hesitated. “Alright fine, I’ve got other things to be doing anyway.” He prepared to leave, but then Charlie simply said, “The Doctor!” That name was all she needed to say to regain Elliot’s attention. He didn’t say anything. “It’s the Doctor… On the other end…” she handed the radio to him. He examined it, and then threw it across the room. “What are you doing? We need that!” Elliot didn’t care, “I don’t ever want to hear about that… poisonous man ever again! If it wasn’t for him none of this would even be happening!” Elliot thought about his vision again. Charlie persisted, “You don’t have to worry about him. You have to worry about her.” Elliot slowly turned around, realising what the mysterious figure was talking about now. “Her?”


“This is Gemini. Repeat, this is Gemini. The Prime Minister is turning against his own men. Just today, I saw him send one of his commanders to the containment facility… Furthermore, they have plans to engineer more malevolent creatures, and machines too! He wants to create colonies on other planets… he’s power-hungry, he’s deluded! His first target is the moon. He wants to establish a prison there for extreme criminals, as well as other ‘Black Projects’ which he hasn’t even discussed with me. But um, I would hazard a guess that one of these… projects, is a nuclear armoury on the moon. Any country in the world could be attacked within a matter of hours from there. It wouldn’t matter! They wouldn’t even see the missile until it entered the atmosphere, it would be too late by then. It would be soaring through the atmosphere, causing an even more fiery catastrophe when if it were to make contact with land. The Uprising has to begin now! We’re almost at zero hour! Over and out!” Chancellor Aidan switched off the microphone, and made his way outside. He eventually reached a drain marked as ‘E-06’. He whistled in a looped pattern, almost like a coded message. A short whistle emitted from the sewer in response, as he dropped an envelope down the grate.


Paul was charging through the stations, headed back to the base. “General! General we’ve received another report!” he caught his breath as he handed it to Elliot; who was already in the middle of a conversation with Charlie. “Ok Charlie, enough. I get it now; the Doctor is now a woman. That doesn’t mean he… well, she, is no longer the same person though! This is still all her fault! All of it! All this, because of her! Now let’s listen to Aidan’s report.” He teared open the envelope and inserted the tape into the cassette. “This is Gemini. Repeat, this is Gemini,” the tape began, “It’s him alright,” Elliot added. “Just today, I saw him send one of his commanders to the containment facility. Furthermore, they have plans to engineer more malevolent creatures, and machines too!” Both Elliot and Charlie looked startled, “Machines? What machines? The containment facility? Why on earth would they make more of those evil Pentademons, or any of those large-scale creatures, when they’re already in captivity?” Charlie shook her head, “No idea.” “I would hazard a guess that one of these ‘projects’ is a nuclear armoury on the moon. Any country in the world could be attacked within a matter of hours from there.” Again, they were shocked. “Going nuclear from the moon? What are they up to?” They continued listening to the rest of the tape. “The Uprising has to begin now! We’re almost at zero hour! Over and out!” the tape ended. “What do we do, Elliot?” He prepared to answer, but was interrupted by a strange whirring sound from the other side of the room. All the paperwork on the desks was blown around; although the paperwork wasn’t theirs, they just couldn’t be bothered to remove it.” Charlie looked terrified, “Are they bombing us?!” But Elliot looked more disbelieving, “That sound… I know that sound… Wait, oh no. You have got to be kidding me!” Elliot had flashbacks to when he first met the Doctor: ‘Waddling like a penguin with its arse on fire, the man came over to Elliot, "They're called Cybermen! And you, well you are standing there waiting to die! So, why don't you come with me, and how about we do something that matters?"’ He could remember all the screams of the terrified people being shot down by the Cybermen. As the TARDIS became more and more visible, the box looked noticeably different to when Elliot last saw it over a year ago. But then Elliot remembered a throwaway remark the Doctor made; back then, he was confused by it, but now it made more sense: ‘“There’s Cybermen out there killing everyone in London and you’re busy with girl troubles?”, Elliot still catching his breath responded with “You don’t know the half of it.” But the Doctor was prepared for that reply, “Actually, I soon will do. Could do with her advice actually.” Elliot looked sheepish and bewildered.’ But now, that comment made perfect sense. And at last, the TARDIS had landed…


The TARDIS door swung open, a heap of steam first exited from it, causing Charlie and Elliot to jolt back. Thinking ahead of things, Elliot pulled out his pistol and aimed it directly at the open door. “What are you doing man! Are you crazy?” Charlie was completely bewildered. “I know this looks ruthless, but listen to me. You said it kept cutting out over the radio. If that’s the case, then the TARDIS could’ve been under attack, and again following on from that, who knows what hell is inside of that police box.” She wanted to rebut his argument, but actually agreed with him, she too then pulled out a pistol. Gentle footsteps echoed from within. “Come out with your hands up! You have nowhere to run. We are armed out here. Step outside of your vessel and surrender in the name of the Resistance.” They couldn’t see who – or what – was inside the TARDIS, the steam had blocked the view. Elliot edged closer as the opposing footsteps grew louder, a figure formed in the steam, then it emerged. Elliot and Charlie looked equally shocked, yet jovial. “Steven!” Charlie dropped her pistol and rushed over to him for an embrace. “Steven?” Elliot was confused, “But… what?” He looked at the TARDIS, and then back at Steven. “What? Did you think a pathetic bite would knock me down for good? Think again!” They both smiled and shook hands. “You look… well. How?” Steven didn’t look ill at all, he looked as lively as one can be. “Just… how? Who?” A second figure emerged from the TARDIS, “Not just Who… Doctor Who,” it was the same Northern female voice that Charlie had heard over the radio, except now she was real. Elliot looked at her in awe. “Doc… Doctor?” She smiled and nodded at him, “Hello again, sci-fi boy.” He jolted back in disgust, but in a comedic sense, “Sci-fi boy? You what?” She closed the TARDIS door behind her. “The Doctor saved my life,” Steven began, “And don’t worry Elliot. She’s better now, she’s not the same man you once had conflict with.” She stepped closer to Elliot, “Forget everything that happened in the past. Or the future, that’s the trouble with time. I don’t even know which direction I came from. But that’s not the point. Elliot, I’ve been watching your resistance from afar, and I have to say, people like you make me proud of the human race,” she offered her hand out, “And I want in… Because after all, what is evil without a Doctor to fight it? And not just any Doctor, the Doctor. The definitive article; the original, you might say.” She smiled at him as they all waited for him to shake her hand; Was Elliot going to accept it…?

WRITER’S NOTE: Now, I am fully aware that we know literally nothing about the 13th Doctor’s personality yet. However, keep in mind this story is set in an alternate universe, meaning things don’t necessarily have to be the same as the main one; this also includes the companions, the Series 11 ones will not be present with the 13th doctor. Again, with it being an alternate universe, this can be accounted for.

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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Mon 15 Jan 2018 - 19:06

The Life of Elliot #38 – Count Back from 10:


Elliot weighed up his options; given how powerful of an ally the Doctor could be. He ultimately settled to shake her hand, “Welcome… Doctor.” They both seemed warm. “What’s that on your wrist?” she noticed an object on Elliot’s wrist, as she raised his arm to examine it. “A bracelet? Don’t tell me you’re a woman now as well?” Although she had meant for this to come off as comedic, there was an abrupt silence. “Wait a minute… I think I recognise it.” She turned Elliot’s wrist several times, “A moon engraving? And a star engraving? Wait… oh, I remember now! When I saved you all from that Island, right? There was a girl… what was her name? No, don’t tell me. It was… Jessica? No. Charlie? No, that’s you,” she remembered the names of the people around her. “Aha! It was Lucy! Oh she came across as quite an outgoing and generous young girl. Might I ask where she is? I’d be delighted to see her again!” Again, an awkward silence had risen. “What? Oh surely she’s a part of this resistance. Elliot, from what I could deduce, you two were more or less… intended, for each other?” She examined Elliot’s expression, “That face, your reaction. She’s definitely not here, but… it’s something more than that?” Elliot didn’t want to feel upset again, so he broke the news rapidly, “She’s gone. She’s gone, and she’s never coming back. I mean what do you care anyway? You have a time machine, you can go wherever – well, whenever – you like, and see whoever you want to. But for the rest of us, Doctor, time only moves forward…” he marched out, “If you’ll excuse me, I have an uprising to orchestrate.”


The Doctor understood now, “How did it happen?” she turned to Charlie. “There was… an incident. We were airborne… our vehicles got attacked. Not everyone survived…” The Doctor looked sorrowful, “And Elliot can’t see me for who I am now… I can tell, he still sees me as the man who caused all of this…” Both Charlie and Steven were surprised how quickly she had read Elliot’s emotions. “How can you work that out just from his expressions and reactions?”, “Some people have trouble with hiding their emotions. When I first met Elliot he could hide them quite well, but it’s obvious in my absence that things have happened, things which broke him. Am I correct in saying that?” They both nodded. “Apart from losing his best friend, he blew up an entire research facility: indirectly killing possibly a hundred or so people. He directly killed someone else as well though. Above all, I think leading an entire ever-growing resistance has taken its toll on him too.” The Doctor looked to Steven, “He killed someone?” “Captain Salatin.” The Doctor remembered him, “But I thought he switched to your side?” Then Charlie interrupted, “He played on both sides, Salatin did. At the first chance he got, he sold us out and returned to his original side. Elliot gave him a chance, and he drove it straight into the ground. I don’t blame Elliot; he did what he had to. Doctor, please, you have to understand he’s really stressed out right now. Everything he just said to you, I wouldn’t take it to heart.” The Doctor nodded, “He’s emotional, I get it. I won’t take it to heart… well, neither of them.” The Doctor went after Elliot as Charlie and Steven looked at each other, “Neither of them? As in… more than one… heart?” Steven’s face filled with awe.


“Remarkable! It looks so real!” Lamar stared in wonder at Steven’s new prosthetic arm. It had been designed to look identical to a real one. “What kind of material is that? Rubber?” he felt the arm; it was much heavier than a regular one. “Sort of. More like an… alien rubber.” The Doctor looked around, noticing Resistance fighters everywhere. She was pleased to see that a civilised part of humanity still existed.  


The Doctor had settled in quite comfortably. She was more than amazed to see what one person could create over the course of a year. “I’m sorry for the coarse hospitality. We have to make do with what little we have down here. I haven’t seen the sunlight in so long that I’m pretty sure I’d be blinded if I surfaced now,” Elliot enjoyed making conversation with a much nicer Doctor. “Hospitality of any level is still hospitality,” the Doctor said politely, albeit examining the torn and totalled couch, finding the most intact place and sitting on it. “How do you get your supplies? Food? Water? Oxygen? The air must get pretty tight down here”. “We have our ways. Our consumable resources come from ‘anticitizens’ on the surface; the term used to describe a citizen who goes against what is lawfully expected of them, in this case an anticitizen is someone doing the morally correct thing. Without our surface helpers, we’d be long since dead with no chance of saving the country. They’re the real heroes here.” The Doctor looked around. “We even have two men on the inside. One of them saved me from a collapsing building with… sheer terrifying creatures escaping from it. Part of me thinks what I did actually worsened the world. But still, time moves forward… 
taking us with it against our will. Well, you wouldn’t really understand.” The Doctor looked disheartened, and she really wanted to prove to Elliot that she was here now. “Let me help… Because that’s who I am. I’m the Doctor… and I save people!” She stood up, “You remember when we first met, Elliot? Minutes before the Cybermen even appeared, I warned everyone to run, to dissipate away from the centre. Not many did, but some did. Whether or not they ultimately survived… I can’t say, but I can always try. You can always try, and you always are.” They paused for a moment, finally accepting each other. “Elliot!” Steven burst in, “You MUST see this, right now!” They all rushed out into the main section.


Much to everyone’s surprise, Lt. Matthew had appeared with Seth in a headlock and a gun to his temple. “Of course…” Elliot was disgraced. “Isn’t anyone going to take arms?” He cried out. “The armoury is empty!” Nate responded. “What? What do you mean empty?” “It’s like it was raided! It is quite literally empty! Nothing in there!” Ryan verified. Elliot cursed and turned his attention back to Lt. Matthew. The Doctor stood back, observing Elliot’s handling. “What do you want… can’t you just go?” Elliot insisted, but he refused. “The same as I wanted before, with a little… interest.” Elliot didn’t understand, “Elaborate.” “Gladly. I want everything I demand from you, and then I want you, Elliot. I’m going to make sure you pay for everything you did. You ruined my work!” He shrugged, “Have you even been paying attention? Look around you! Your side won! It’s not my fault they kicked you off.” As several people encroached, he gestured to the pistol again. “Let him go!” Kira wielded a cricket bat. Elliot was completely astounded, “Kira! What the heck are you doing?” “Uncle, in the nicest way, shut up.” She moved closer to Seth. “Kira, just… look at me, back away.” Everyone kept back for Seth’s sake. “Oh this is brilliant!” Lt. Matthew laughed, and pushed Seth away, taking hold of Kira. Elliot dashed forward, but he realigned the gun to point at his niece. “Perhaps now you’ll give me what I want.” He stared vengefully at him. “If you pull that trigger… I will kill you myself, hunt you down in the afterlife, bring you back to life again, just so I can keep killing you…” This threat shocked the Doctor; she understood Elliot needed some level of violence to lead this Resistance, but such a graphic threat was unnecessary. “Are you going to make me count Elliot? Fine then. I guess I’ll count back from 10! 10… 9… 8…” he yelled the numbers to startle Elliot, but he stood his ground. “5… 4… 3…” Elliot was running out of time, and had to think quickly. “2… 1…” Elliot warfully screamed and then charged at him. As he did so, a gun was fired. The sound was deafening, as everyone covered their ears and cowered away; even the Doctor was startled. Elliot turned back, his face filled with horror. But who had been shot?...

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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Thu 18 Jan 2018 - 18:16

The Life of Elliot #39 – The Saviour:


Elliot was back in that same hospital bed, the exact same nightmare as always. The hooded figure was not even seated this time, instead they were lumbering over Elliot. His expression slowly turned to anger, he leapt up and threw the patient monitor down, bringing the hooded figure down to the floor with it. He made a break for the door, and rapidly slammed against it, but it was jammed shut. The hooded figure rose back up, and reached out its glove hand; striding over towards Elliot. Giving up on the door, he turned back to the hooded figure. He looked around for a weapon, his only option being the chair. He lifted it up, and prepared to defend himself. But eventually, he remembered this was just a dream, and the hooded figure was only there to warn him of future events, not harm him. He dropped the chair, and surrendered himself. “Only one of your two prophecies came true. The Doctor became a woman, but…” Elliot was hesitant to speak the second prediction, as it still frightened him. “You… know it… to be true…” the figure whispered, “Wait… Elliot… Just… wait,” the low whispering sent a shiver down his spine. He screamed out in rage, and threw the chair at the figure, but it went straight through like a hologram. He raged a second time, and charged at the figure himself, but stumbled to the ground upon going straight through it…


Now, he snapped back to reality. The expression of horror was still on his face; upon seeing that Seth had drawn his handgun. “I’m sorry!” Seth gently said in disbelief, frozen on the spot. Elliot looked down, noticing he had been shot in his abdomen. He turned his attention back up to Seth, “Why…?” He whispered before passing out onto the ground. With Lt. Matthew fixated on this, Kira took her chance to break free of his grip, rushing over to aid her uncle. Giving up a second time, Lt. Matthew made a break for it, but Paul and Gabriel apprehended him. “Where do you think you’re going?!”


“Come on man, faster!” The Doctor commanded Steven who was carrying Elliot towards the TARDIS. “Get him to a bed, the TARDIS should make it an easy route for you. Go on, faster!” The Doctor was not willing to lose Elliot now. “No, no! None of you!” She halted everyone else. “I need space to work! And inside the TARDIS I have all the time and space that I need. Everyone stay out here!” As she went to return to the police box, Kira grew increasingly concerned, “Is he going to be ok???” The Doctor turned back to face her, but didn’t respond… Kira looked away, terrified for her Uncle.


A few hours had passed, things were still. Not much had happened, everyone was eager to hear about Elliot. Eventually, the TARDIS door opened, but Steven was the one who exited. Kira hadn’t left the office ever since Elliot was rushed in. “Well? How is he?” Steven nodded, “Yea… He’s alive…” he didn’t sound very enthusiastic, and Kira noticed this, “You’re lying…” he shook his head, “No, not exactly.” She pressed him again, “Well?” “He’s alive… for the moment.” Steven returned to the TARDIS. “What? You’re just going to drop a bombshell like that and then leave? Get back here, right now!” Olivia tried to calm her, “Kira! Just… give them some time in there. Elliot- sorry, your Uncle, quite literally has the best Doctor in the Universe in there. He’ll be alright”. “Easy for you to say… it’s not your relative who might die!” She snapped, “Your brother was basically dead several days ago! Now look at him! He’s alive and well!” Olivia tried to contain herself, but at the same time she wanted Kira to know of her empathy, “Listen, I know you’re upset, but try to keep calm for Elliot’s sake, alright?” But she wouldn’t, “Oh, sure, I’ll keep calm… I mean, it’s not as if I’ve just met the strangest woman in my entire life, been used as a bargaining hostage by a complete psychopath, seen a man survive certain death, or watch my own Uncle get shot; all on the same day!” Now Olivia snapped as well, “It’s not just you! Ok, Kira? Some of us have had both of our parents die on us! I will always be grateful to the Doctor, because without her… I wouldn’t have any living relatives. Whereas you, you made that choice! You chose to leave your mother and join your uncle; that was your decision! If you don’t like it, return to the surface while you still can! You’re not even a part of this Resistance as it is…” she slapped her. “That’s enough!” Maddison and Ryan entered, pending for news about Elliot. “Come on Kira, let’s just leave them to it.” Maddison guided her out, still staring Olivia down. As they left, Ryan approached Olivia, “Pack it in!” She looked outraged, but Ryan wasn’t having it, “We are on the verge of an uprising. You need to do your part in it! Not have some silly pathetic play fight! If you can’t get along with her, then it is you who needs to return to the surface. Because you are always the common denominator here, Olivia! Think about it, remember that time you assaulted Maddison? That was before this resistance even started!” he left, shaking his head on the way out.


Elliot was back in the dream hospital. This time however, the room was empty, and all the lights were off. He couldn’t hear his patient monitor either, there was no power at all. He lethargically got up, noticing his torso had been bandaged up over the bullet wound. He remembered the moment Seth shot him, still unaware of why. Elliot left the room, exploring areas of the hospital. He went through several flights of stairs, and explored several patient rooms. A journey which should’ve taken hours seemed to pass by within seconds; possibly due to this being in his mind. After exploring for long enough, he found the hooded figure again. “Why…” Elliot began, “Why did that happen?” The figure turned around, and strode towards him; again, the scenario happened quicker than it realistically should’ve. “Think…” it whispered, and raised its gloved hand, planting it on Elliot’s head. Nothing happened at first, but then he was given an insight into Seth’s mind, ‘Oh no! Whatever is Elliot going to do? If he tries anything, his niece will be shot! If I shoot Matthew, then his reflexes will squeeze the trigger, I can’t do that. But if I shoot Elliot… oh no, oh please, don’t let it come to that! I’m not sure if he can survive being ripped by a bullet… and strategic mutiny is mutiny nonetheless. Wait, he’s counting down now. Oh lord! Please stop! Please don’t count! I have to do something! No one else in this room has a gun. Ok, ok… Oh my he’s at 5 already! Ok, I’m slowly drawing my pistol. Slowly, gently, gently! Gently does it, there we go. Alright now then- Elliot no!... oh god, oh please, did I just…? I did! Oh my goodness, no! I… shot him… I… I can’t…’. Elliot understood perfectly now, “He… was trying… to save her? Well… Ugh I don’t know anymore! I take it the next time that we meet… the other prophecy… will have come true?” The figure nodded, and slowly backed away. Elliot looked concerned, but who for? He slowly began to wake up…

As he came to, he realised he was no longer in the TARDIS. Instead, he had been hooked up to the patient monitor in the medical bay. At his side was Kira, although she had fallen asleep too. As Elliot attempted to get up, he winced, and looked down to his gunshot wound. Just like in the dream, it had been bandaged up, but he was still in pain. His whining had woken Kira up, “Uncle!” she was quick to become fully-aware again, rushing to the door. “He’s awake!” she called out. Steven and Ryan had rushed in. “Elliot!” They were both jovial. “You’re alright!” This was a happy moment, but naturally it would soon come to an end. “It took you some time, but at last you’re back with us.” He looked confused, “Some time? What do you mean? How long have I been out for?” Everyone looked awkwardly at each other. “A week…” Steven answered, “The Doctor took off with you in the TARDIS to get additional supplies, and then she… well, she miscalculated the return slightly. Physically in this bed you’ve only been here for two maybe three days, but it’s been a whole week since you were shot.” Elliot was completely bewildered, “And I’m afraid it’s been a bad week. We got another update from Aidan… and it’s tragic. The machines he told us about last time, well, they’ve come to life. Elliot, have you ever read the War of the Worlds?” The question seemed irrelevant, but he answered nonetheless, “Naturally. H.G. Wells was one of the most inspiring writers to date.” Steven nodded, “Good! Because… well, you know about fighting machines then?” Elliot nodded, still confused. “Yes, but why is that relevant?” Steven looked disheartened, and reluctantly handed a camcorder to Elliot. He played the tape to cure his curiosity, but what was he about to discover? …
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Sun 21 Jan 2018 - 10:36

The Life of Elliot #40 – The Fighting Machine:


Elliot watched the footage in shock and horror. “These are them… the Mark II heavy artillery cannon. They have three legs, they take long strides, and that pulse cannon under their massive pyramidal head, it pierces through bone with more than a million volts, it kills you instantly,” the voice revealed that it was Dr. Aidan filming; he was in a large warehouse recording a dormant creature, very reminiscent of a fighting machine from War of the Worlds as referenced by Elliot and Steven. “This is currently the only functioning one… but you see, it gets even creepier than that. These aren’t just robots, they’re vessels. There is a cockpit inside the head. Someone… or something, controls it. There will be more of these things, which is exactly why the uprising must commence now. The more time you waste, the more of these machines that get manufactured, and the closer we get to zero hour. Now listen, my cover is close to being blown. If it does get blown, I have instructed Dalton to take charge of my reports. Oh and one last thing, the JPs have officially changed their name. They are now called ‘the Spectors’, and they seem to be operating as more of a paramilitary force now. Now, with this recording, there should also be a duffle bag. That bag will contain a mixture of firearms. I know it’s not a lot, but it’s enough for a small party to raid this warehouse and spark the uprising into existence. From there, the New World Order will crumble. This is Chancellor Robert Aidan, signing off… possibly for good”. “That’s it?” Elliot was shocked at the abrupt ending, “What happened to him? Is he alright?” Steven shook his head, “We got a follow up report yesterday from Dalton… Aidan was foiled, and thrown in prison. Right now, he’s being tortured by Declan himself. I think he’s right in what he’s saying, it’s time to begin the Uprising. Elliot, we waited for you to wake up, but we can’t stall anymore… we have two shotguns, two assault rifles, an assortment of handguns, and a selection of grenades. It’s enough to take this machine down. Will you let us begin already?” Steven pressed him for an answer, and Elliot thought carefully…


Elliot had called upon his closest friends for assistance. “You all know the situation, what do we do? Because quite frankly, I’m torn for an answer.” Eleanor was the first to put her view forward, “No. We can’t begin our attack. It’s too soon, we need more time, we need way more firearms than we currently have. A couple of rifles isn’t really a game changer.” But Steven rebutted the argument, “Then we’re lucky it’s more than just a couple of rifles. There’s an assortment in that duffle bag. Grenades included, and if we use those we can win the battle before it even begins!” Ryan shared his opinion, “I agree with Steven. We can’t wait any longer. We’ve seen this new weapon they have, and we know there could be more. If we don’t attack this fighting machine now, we won’t get another chance. By the time we rally up enough weapons to take down one, there’ll be ten, and by the time we have enough weapons for ten, there’ll be fifty, and then a hundred, and so forth. We have the numbers, all we need to do is charge, even if with sharpened sticks if necessary.” The results were a clear 2-1 so far in favour of attacking, but Elliot still had one more person to hear from, “Well Doctor? What’s your verdict?” She had been facing the TARDIS the whole time, but now turned around. “You’ll get slaughtered… I can help you take out the fighting machine and the weapons, but I refuse to help you start a war you can’t possibly win.” Elliot was confused, “That’s funny, because you once said you were willing to join my cause”. “I said I admired what you were doing, making a change. But I never said I admired murder or war. This is not war yet, and I get it, perhaps you will need to use force to win this revolution, but killing? Is it really necessary?” Everyone thought, but Elliot’s stance was clear, “What choice do we have, Doctor? Seriously, do you expect us to use tranquilisers on them?” She shook her head, “No! I’ve already said that I will help you with disarming them, but after that you must try to capture or arrest them. Half of the men working for this government probably were forced into doing it, they probably had their own families threatened!” But Elliot wouldn’t shift, “And what about the other half then? The hypothetical half which voluntarily did this. You think they deserve the same chance too?” “Yes, I do,” she bluntly answered. Everyone looked to Elliot for an answer, the pressure mounted onto him, and eventually he made a decision, “Fine. Everyone return to your normal duties. The Doctor will take it from here.” Everyone was slightly shocked, but nonetheless relieved they would not be caught in a war. “Thank you, Elliot,” she was pleased with him. “Don’t thank me yet. It’s over to you now. You have to take down their weaponry defences for us, then we’ll try our best to reach a non-violent solution.” She nodded, “Fair enough. I’ll be back in…” she looked at the TARDIS, “A few days maybe? Possibly even a few weeks… oh be fair to me, the TARDIS is just about the most difficult vessel in all of the multiverse to control. Well, if it’s the multiverse, then I guess it would be vessels.” Elliot looked confused, “There’s more than one TARDIS? Doctor?” She was caught in a daydream, “Huh? Oh, no. Well, not in this universe anyway… Um, oh yeah! Probably about time for me to get going.” Elliot nodded humorously. They awkwardly said goodbye, as the Doctor returned to her TARDIS and dematerialised; Elliot’s stupidly long hair blown back by the draft.


With the Doctor gone, Elliot had noticed several of his comrades becoming irate and bloodthirsty. “It’s essential that we keep them controlled,” Elliot had taken Charlie to one side. “Make sure all the weapons are kept hidden away, we can’t have any daredevils rushing them.” But even Charlie herself was in disagreement with Elliot, “Suppose the Doctor doesn’t come back? I get it, she detests violence and war, but we really have no choice. When we joined the Resistance, this was the vowel we took. Everyone was aware people were going to die on both sides. So to that extent Elliot, I’m truly very sorry…” He felt something clip onto his arrests, “What?” he turned around, and noticed he had been handcuffed by Steven. “I’m sorry Elliot, I’m really sorry.” He was flabbergasted, “What the heck are you doing?” But he was in no position to demand now, “Elliot, for the safety of everyone’s future, I’m relieving you of command. I’m taking control now. I didn’t want it to come to this, but we can’t wait on the Doctor, and we can’t avoid killing. This is war, it’s us or them.” He was still astonished, “How can you do this to me? I’m more than just a soldier to you, I’m your friend. Am I not?” She thought hard for a moment, “It doesn’t matter, not on the eve of war…” As she left the room, she called upon everyone for a meeting. “Steven, listen to me, what are you doing? Seriously! Just think!” But he felt the same as Charlie, “We’re doing this for your own good. The time to strike is now”. “After everything we went through. Don’t you remember when we were captured by Salatin? Trapped inside a bunker for weeks? Remember Travis? Do you even remember how many other people died to get us here? Yvonne, Lucy, Daniel? Remember ANY of them?” He did, but it made no difference. “And that’s exactly why we’re doing this, it’s so they didn’t die in vain.” Elliot pleaded one last time, “Steven, people WILL die. And that’s not likely, it’s a given. I can’t tell you how I know this, but it’s true. The mortality rate will peak if you attack now. Please, don’t do this!” Steven apologised one last time, and chained one of Elliot’s cuffs to a pipe, before leaving the room sorrowfully.

Charlie was nearing the end of her speech, “We may not have that many firearms, but there are objects scattered all around this place which can be used offensively. Cricket bats, broken pipes, stones, and other random items too. Find a weapon, and arm yourself! We’re going to war. Dismissed!” As everyone rapidly darted about, Charlie pulled up the duffle bag, handing a rifle to Steven, and taking a shotgun for herself. She passed the bag over to Derrick. “Kira!” she called out to her, looking saddened, “What’s the matter?” “It’s not fair, my uncle won’t let me go with you! But I can fight! I want to fight!” Charlie’s views differed from Elliot’s. “Derrick, pass me a handgun, would you?” he handed her a pistol, which she passed over to Kira, who now looked warmer. “Fortunately for you, I’m not him…”
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Tue 23 Jan 2018 - 19:10

The Life of Elliot #41 – Uprising:


“Please just stop this! You’re marching to your deaths!” Elliot pleaded with everyone as they headed for the sewers and the station exits. “This ambush won’t work! You’re literally arming yourselves with pipes!” He pulled desperately at his cuffs, but the pipe wouldn’t shift. “Listen to me!” he cried out, but no one was responding.


The streets of London were as quiet as they could be. Everyday citizens wandered around, being viciously watched by the government soldiers. Suddenly, manhole covers on multiple streets flung off simultaneously. Groups of a dozen or so charged out with melee weapons, running towards the soldiers. Some were shot down, others made it by brute force, beating the soldiers and stealing their weapons. Paul’s group had succeeded, with a death toll of only half, he turned on his radio, “Charlie, it worked. We took down both of the soldiers on this street, now we have two rifles, two handguns, and some more grenades. This actually may work!” He smiled boldly.


“Minister, sir! It’s started! They’re attacking!” A lieutenant reported to Declan, swinging his chair around slowly. “And?” he retorted. “We have greater numbers and greater firepower. Wipe them off the streets! I don’t want to hear of this again until it’s over! Oh and, use the fighting machine as a last resort. We don’t want to expose it. We only have two, and Chancellor Aidan’s betrayal exposed one of those. Get to it, man!” Dalton had overheard this entire exchange from outside, and pulled up his radio. “Brown’s aware of what’s going on. They’re doubling up on their numbers, you need to increase the severity of your attack, Charlie…”


Even citizens in the street who were once too scared to act against the government were now rallying with the Resistance, charging down all the streets, beating the soldiers and taking back control. Many were dying on both sides. Ryan, Kira and Maddison had made it to the warehouse where the fighting machine was. Along with their group, they surrounded the place, and counted down, before barging in. As they all flooded into the warehouse, they saw it was empty. The fighting machine had gone…


Declan watched the chaos unfold from the citadel tower, unamused. Explosions and gunfire lit up all the streets around the city. He slammed his fist against the glass. “Declan Brown…” Dalton entered the office, pointing a gun at the prime minister. “What on earth are you doing private?” he was outraged. “Your propaganda is at an end. Now we shall create the true New World, by restoring it back to society.” Declan looked highly volatile…


As groups charged towards the citadel tower, opposing squadrons had appeared on several of the balconies, sniping away at the Resistance. One of them threw a grenade on to the balcony, it rolled past and eliminated an entire row of snipers. Assault squadrons, consisting of perhaps twenty soldiers, appeared from the entrance doors to the building. Citizens halted in their tracks, turning back and fleeing for their lives, but getting shot down on their return. “It’s no use! They’ve doubled up and overcome us!” Paul reported on his radio.


“Dalton! Dalton! The tides have turned, we’re getting slaughtered! It’s up to you now, do something for us!” Still pointing his gun at Declan, Dalton responded down his radio, “Copy that Charlie. I have the minister at gun point right now…” he turned the radio off, “You hear that? ‘Minister’? I have you in my sights now. You’re going to call off your soldiers and let the Resistance in… otherwise, I’ll squeeze this trigger on you, and we’ll rush this tower anyway.” Declan began laughing, “Seriously? You think killing me will make a difference? If you that, there won’t be anyone to call off the soldiers. Then the Resistance will be crushed, and a new Prime Minister will be elected. Then boom, this whole loop starts again. Except this time with a more minute and puny resistance. You’ll get executed for mutiny, alongside Chancellor Aidan.” Dalton had to weigh up his options, “Hand your power over to me. You elect me as Prime Minister yourself.” Again, he laughed, “And why would I do that?” But now, Dalton was the one laughing, “Because I can give you Elliot…”


The underground was empty. Elliot was entirely by himself, not a sound to be heard or a sight to be seen. At least not until the Doctor had returned. Elliot heard the whirring sound from the other room, and rapidly cried out and rattled his cuffs, eager for her attention. She appeared out of nowhere and rushed over to Elliot, “Oh goodness Elliot, I am so sorry! I should never have left in the first place.” She pulled out a pair of sonic sunglasses, and released Elliot from the cuffs. “Listen, Doctor, they’re all gone. The uprising started, and I tried to stop them, but listen-” she put her finger over her lip, and suddenly Elliot could no longer speak. “Oh wow, that still works. I haven’t done that since… Let’s see, must’ve been… ah, yes! Stormageddon! What an adorable baby he was.” Elliot was confused by her side-tracking, but still was unable to talk. “Yes, I know they’ve already gone, that’s why I came back. No, I can’t go back to the point when they cuffed you because I’m already part of events and if I were to go back to stop them from cuffing you I wouldn’t be able to be here now to free you and thus we get trapped in a paradox.” Elliot’s ‘talk power’ had been returned. “How did you do that?” he was astonished, but she gestured to him to not ask so she would not have to do it again. “We need to get in the TARDIS now. I appreciate you trying to halt them from violence, even if you failed miserably. But listen, we can go right up to the top of the citadel and end this right now. Come with me,” she offered her hand to Elliot, and he gratefully accepted. The duo joyfully ran into the TARDIS.


All over the streets, the Resistance had been overcome. Completely eradicated by the soldiers. Most groups had retreated to the warehouse in a desperate attempt to make their final stand. Soldiers had prepared to rush in and finish off the resistance, but unexpectedly, they recalled elsewhere. “They’re leaving!” Olivia was relieved, but Steven knew something wasn’t right, “But why… they could’ve finished us off in here, so what’s their game?” Derrick, on the other side of the warehouse, had noticed what the catch was, “Oh no…” he backed away from the window, along with everyone on that side of the warehouse. “What? What is it?” A loud thudding noise was resonating outside. “Run!” Derrick bolted through one of the doors, barging past everyone who tried to stop him. They all watched in horror as he was electrified by a bright blue laser bolt, dropping to the ground instantly, smoking emitting off of him. Kira began having a panic attack, and she too nearly made a break outside, but Eleanor held her down, “Breathe. Just, breathe.” She was trying her best to help her. An eerie screeching sound bellowed over the warehouse. “Oh… my…” Seth was crouched beneath one of the holes in the warehouse wall, he could see the fighting machine in its entirety. “Everyone listen!” Charlie gathered their attention. “Here’s the plan…”

Atop the citadel tower, Dalton and Declan had completed a bargain, but what for? With impeccable timing, the TARDIS materialised in one corner of the room. “Here we go…” Dalton mumbled. The Doctor rushed out of the TARDIS doors, “Stop! Just, put that gun down! I believe I can find an alternate way to resolve this.” Declan peaked behind him at the window wall, noticing the fighting machine approaching the warehouse, he smiled evilly at this, presuming the Resistance was at an end, thus regaining the upper hand…

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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Fri 26 Jan 2018 - 17:21

The Life of Elliot #42 – T-Minus One:


“Put it down, please…” The Doctor tried to reason with Dalton, but was then given a shock when the gun turned towards her, “Where is he?” It didn’t take the Doctor long to work out what was going on here, she quickly rushed back to the TARDIS, but before she could lock the door, Elliot had already stepped out. “You… Your tag… Dalton. You’re meant to be on our side!” Declan laughed, “He is… well, he’s on the side of the Resistance. But you Elliot, well, your own group betrayed you from what I hear. So now you stand as a third party. T-Minus Ten.” Elliot was confused, “T-Minus Ten?” Declan looked satisfied, “T-Minus Nine… Oh but don’t worry, I have no intentions of killing you. Your purpose is going to be far greater than any other human within this time period.” Even the Doctor was confused, “Time period? What do you mean?” Declan walked towards the wall with the large bookshelf covering it. He pulled one of the books out and then released it, the entire shelf split in two halves and retracted into the ceiling and the floor of the room. Behind it was a large safe, large enough for someone to enter. The Doctor and Elliot watched in awe.


“T-Minus Eight”. “Why are you counting?” Elliot insisted, “Why are you counting in T-Minus? As if something is about to launch?” Again, Declan only responded with a sly expression. “T-Minus Seven…” His continuous counting had everyone unnerved. Tampering with the safe lock, Declan opened it, and pulled the door open. Although neither Elliot or Dalton knew what the object inside it was, the Doctor recognised the design instantly, “Impossible…” “What? What is it? Doctor?” Elliot persisted. “That’s… a time machine.” He was shocked. “A time machine? Like the TARDIS?” Elliot asked, the Doctor walked closer to it, ignoring his question. “How did you acquire the elements to make this? Because the components here… they’re 98% off-world, and black market too. How? How would you come by this?” Again, the sly expression was the only response, “T-Minus Six…”


It looked just like a TARDIS console, although it clearly was not. “You need to get rid of this, now. You don’t understand how dangerous it is”. “I think not. You see, Doctor, the power this machine has, it’s off the scale. It can do more than just travel in time, it can even travel across universes. Slipping sideways through one universe and into another is only difficult if you have no idea what you’re doing. But fortunately, I do.” The Doctor still begged to differ with Declan, “No, you don’t. I get it, you are power-mad, but this is not the way to quench that thirst!” He walked closer to the machine, “It can take you to other universes. Other realities. Places where events played out differently. For example, perhaps… Someone you love passed on… perhaps you can find a place where they may still be alive with this machine.” Instantly, this remark caught Elliot’s attention, Declan was deliberately taunting him. “Stop it,” The Doctor had worked this out. “Elliot, listen to me. I know how badly you want to see Lucy again, but travelling between universes has a cost. It can tear the fabric of reality itself, causing universes to bleed into the void. That kills more than just one planet, that kills upwards of one billion planets.” Elliot had his eyes fixated on the machine. “But think, Doctor. How many civilisations will go on to divide, conquer and rule? Perhaps it would be better if certain universes were voided, for the greater good.” She was eager to stop him, “And what about all the good in the universe? All the good you would condemn to certain death!” Elliot bluntly responded, “The sacrifice would be minimal.” Declan was smiling cunningly, “That’s correct, Elliot. You see, this machine, it won’t tear down this universe if used once or twice. It’s vital it is used, otherwise, certain events will not be set in motion. Events that… if they do not commence, will cause a paradox. Now we wouldn’t want that, would we?” He continued to taunt him.


“What events? What are you talking about?” The Doctor had been distracted, giving Elliot the opportunity to run to the machine. “Don’t!” The Doctor held her hand out, “Come back out here… please!” But Declan knew what had to be done, “Doctor, I think you’ve misunderstood me,” he patronised her, “You see, I’m no saint, but I’m no bad-guy either. What happens here today must always happen. Otherwise, the timeline becomes corrupt. Don’t you understand that?” She was caught at a crossroad, “If that machine is used, it creates a cut in the universe. Over time, it will grow large enough that this universe will be destroyed!” Elliot was examining the machine, “How do you control this thing?” The Doctor’s attention was again redirected, “You don’t. Get out here right now!” But Declan had the advantage here, “The co-ordinates are pre-set. All you need to do Elliot, is pull that lever on the panel closest to you. It will send you to where you need to go. Then, events will play out from there… T-Minus Three.” The Doctor was shocked, “What? You just skipped several numbers.” He shook his head, “I was still counting, but only in my head. It doesn’t matter what happens now, what happens here is fixed. Fixed points can’t be rewritten, but you know that Doctor.” She was astonished, “How do you know so much about the laws of time?” He tapped his nose, “That would be telling…”


Although forgotten about by the others, Dalton was still in the room, and took matters into his own hands. He pulled out his gun and aimed it at the Doctor, she was again astonished. “What? Why me? Can’t you see that he is the one who is trying to destroy the universe?” But he couldn’t, “Doctor, I may know not much at all. In fact, compared to you, my knowledge is very limited in scope. But listen, today I’ve learnt things I never even thought were possible. I get it now, if Elliot doesn’t go back in time, we get stuck in a paradox. If that happens, the universe dies without an alternative. But even if Elliot damages the fabric, it should be strong enough to resist just the one journey; and I highly doubt he’s going to come back here.” The Doctor was completely mind-blown, “What has happened to you all? Why are you trying to destroy your own universe!” “We won’t destroy it!” Declan insisted, “You see, I’ll tell you the truth, Doctor. The year 2067, the year I was born. I lived a full life right up until 2127. 60 years old. Then, I met a mysterious man. A man who taught me wild things. Then, it began. I travelled back in time, 110 years, all the way to 2017. T-Minus Two.” The Doctor was beginning to understand, “The mysterious man… the one who sent you back in time. Who was he? And what purpose have you here?”


While everyone else was distracted, Elliot prepared himself to pull the lever. “Doctor…” her attention was redirected to him, “I’m sorry…” he made eye-contact with her one last time, “T-Minus One…” he pulled the lever towards him, as the machine activated and pulsated. The Doctor rushed towards it, “No! Elliot!” But suddenly, a large field of blue light emanated from the machine, knocking her back. The light filled the entire room, and abruptly dissipated. Rapidly, the Doctor pulled herself back up, and rushed towards the safe, only to notice that the machine – along with Elliot – had vanished…


A large field of blue light again emanated in a small area, the machine materialised. Elliot was thrown back, completely shaken up from such a rough ride. He slowly raised himself up. He had no idea where he was. It was night time, and he seemed to be atop the peak of a grassy mountain. He headed towards a slanted platform, crawling up to the edge of it. His eyes widened with shock, as he overlooked a war-torn, ravaged, and flame-filled city. There were no people, no vehicles, nothing apart from flames and ruins. He ran back to the machine, and pulled the lever down again, but nothing happened. He tried a second, third and fourth time, but all to no avail. He banged his fists on one of the panels, as the inbuilt screen displayed a number: ‘2120’. Having recalled Declan’s conversation, he immediately deducted where he was: The Distant Future…

Volume 3 Ends here! (There will be a short ‘companion’ series coming up in the near future, followed by Volume 4 of this main series!)
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Post by Dalek on Fri 26 Jan 2018 - 19:11

That was my favourite chapter so far! Looking forward to Volume 4 and the spin-off so much!
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Fri 26 Jan 2018 - 19:50

Thanks Dalek! Glad to hear you're still into it!
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Wed 21 Mar 2018 - 8:06

A quick summary for those who either have forgotten what has happened, or for those who want to start reading but don't want to read all the back chapters. So, to summarise:

September 2017 - Elliot, a 15 yr old boy, finds himself in a dire tribulation when his hobby of investigating paranormal things becomes all too real. He finds himself faced with the Cybermen, but fortunately for him he meets the Doctor, and the makeshift duo defeat the Cybermen in modern day London. As he visits his best friend Lucy, further hell is in store as he is taken away by a pseudo-SWAT team. Waking up, he finds himself trapped and alone on an island, with only one ally - a man only slightly older than him called Travis.

October/November 2017 - After weeks of being confined to the island, Travis and Elliot's plan comes to fruition. They fight back against the guards, and discover SM-52 Shearman's Gas - a gas that can revive the dead, but not in a conventional way. Caught out by their primary captor, Captain Salatin, they come face to face with Patient Zero, a woman named Leslie who is now a zombie; the once assistant of the gas' creator. They struggle to resist, by eventually escape causing havoc on the island. Salatin shoots Travis, who later dies from his gunshot wound. Elliot meets another man named Steven, who reveals that his sister as well as Lucy are also held on the island. After another run in with Salatin, Lucy and Steven's sister Olivia are freed. They rescue the other prisoners, including the Doctor's first male companion, Ian Chesterton. They soon learn the prison is designed to hold anyone who has interacted with the Doctor and anyone related closely to suspects. All the prisoners break out, discovering they are trapped on an island with a science facility. Overthrowing it, their lives are saved by the Doctor, and Steven is reacquainted with fellow prisoner Charlie. When they get back however, they are kidnapped a second time, except now Lucy's family is also involved - Maddison and Eileen. Their helicopters are accidentally shot down by their own captor's allies, resulting in Lucy's death.

November/December 2017 - After spending weeks on the island, Lt. Matthew reveals they are part of upcoming experiments. The head scientist being Dr Aidan. They meet new friends: Nate, Lamar (brothers), Eleanor, Derrick and Yvonne. Elliot with Lamar's help sets explosives around the facility, but the detonator fails when he faces off against Salatin. The explosives were disarmed. Elliot is then returned to the village, and then they meet Weevils and Pentademons, as well as another bashup with Zombies. Elliot orders everyone to get on Derrick's super yacht and to leave the island immediately, and so they do. Elliot tricks Salatin, Lt. Matthew and Colonel Shepard the same way a second time. Except now, the explosives work, and the entire facility blows up with all of them inside. Elliot and several others however survive and emerge from the rubble - including Lt. Matthew, Heavy and Dr. Aidan, however the majority of the evil-doers perish with the building.

December 2018 - One year later, and the "New World Order" has taken control as the government of Great Britain. Lead by Prime Minister Declan Brown, promoting propaganda to trick the public and their minds. Meanwhile, this turn of events has forced Elliot's group underground along with hundreds of new faces who reformed themselves into the Resistance. New faces are linked closely with familiar ones, including Paul, Gabriel and Seth. Elliot is now 16, as is Olivia - however Ryan being born in September is now 17. However a new arrival sets things too close to home for Elliot; his niece. Immediately, he insists that she returns to the surface to her mother (Elliot's older sister), however she is persistent on joining the Resistance and fighting for freedom. Maddison recognises Kira, as they were both in the same school year. Charlie however sees the logic of Kira joining their cause, and protests to Elliot that she should be allowed to join. When Lt. Matthew, Heavy and Jax return from the dead, Kira immediately shuts this down killing the later two; Lt. Matthew escapes however, and is not seen nor heard from again. Reluctantly, Elliot decides Kira is to be accepted. When they are attacked by Zombies and Robotic Yeti, Steven is bitten on the arm - although they believe he is going to die, they have a stroke of genius leading them to remove the infected arm. The Doctor - now regenerated into female form - returns after being in secret contact with Charlie, and saves Steven's life. She reveals her return is to attempt preventing them from causing a violent uprising. While Elliot initially insists that fighting is the only way to regain control, he is soon convinced that is ruling by fear and violence, a trait which the People's Republic should not be known for - being no better than their captors. Dalton and Dr Aidan are both within the government, however they are discovered to be saboteurs that are helping the Resistance; while Aidan is taking away to be imprisoned, Dalton is decided to not be a traitor. Elliot orders the Resistance to stand down, however Charlie tricks and then traps him, appointing herself as leader. The Uprising then begins against Elliot's will; including his niece. When the Doctor returns, she releases Elliot and they make their way to the citadel tower where the Prime Minister is. All hell breaks loose on the streets, leading to fatalities on both the Resistance's side and the Government's side. They are hounded into a warehouse, where a secret project known as "The Fighting Machine" is activated - a large tripodal machine. Derrick is vaporised by the machine's lasers, while the rest of the Resistance is trapped in the warehouse, their fates unknown. Meanwhile atop the citadel, Declan reveals his time machine which the Doctor remarks is reminiscent of a TARDIS console unit. After Elliot is manipulated by Declan enough, he activates the time machine, transporting him to the year 2120, trapped and alone entirely by himself...

Hope you enjoyed this short recap, I've done this now because the next volume should be dropping shortly, and if you feel like taking a read of it, then here's the context to fill you in! Have a good day everyone!
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Mon 26 Mar 2018 - 18:33

Volume 4 begins here!

The Life of Elliot #43 [Volume 4] – Hard and Heartfelt Times:


3rd December 2120
A large field of blue light again emanated in a small area, the machine materialised. Elliot was thrown back, completely shaken up from such a rough ride. He slowly raised himself up. He had no idea where he was. It was night time, and he seemed to be atop the peak of a grassy mountain. He headed towards a slanted platform, crawling up to the edge of it. His eyes widened with shock, as he overlooked a war-torn, ravaged, and flame-filled city. There were no people, no vehicles, nothing apart from flames and ruins. He ran back to the machine, and pulled the lever down again, but nothing happened. He tried a second, third and fourth time, but all to no avail. He banged his fists on one of the panels, as the inbuilt screen displayed a number: ‘2120’. Having recalled Declan’s conversation, he immediately deducted where he was, “102 years… Into the… future?” The shock had hit him; everyone he once knew was now long since gone…



PRESENT DAY - 3rd December 2018
A large field of blue light emanated from the machine, knocking the Doctor back. The light filled the entire room, and abruptly dissipated. Rapidly, she pulled herself back up, and rushed towards the safe, only to notice that the machine – along with Elliot – had vanished. The two men in the room were still unconscious, but the Doctor had no time to aid them. She had no alternative now, she had to find a way to trace Elliot; but with no way of knowing where or when he was, where was she to begin? Due to the machine’s unregistered signature, there was no way of tracing him. She would have to track him down manually in order to save the future…


2120
Elliot was completely confused and blown away. He was now trapped in this barren wasteland with no way of escaping. He rummaged around in search of anything other than fire and ruins, but apart from the cliff the time machine had arrived on, it was a flat empty landscape dotted with ruins.



After searching for around an hour, he realised that perhaps he shouldn’t have wandered off. Now, he was away from the time machine, making even the narrowest chance of escape impossible as he now couldn’t remember the way back. He leant back and sighed, “Why!” He yelled out and kicked up some rubble off the ground. But then, in the distance, a certain sound emitted, a sound which Elliot had found quite terrifying. It was identical to a modern air raid siren, the blaring sound ramping up and faintly piercing his ears. Elliot stood still, completely frozen on the spot. It rang out several times; tearing Elliot between whether he should head in that direction for a chance of life, or if he should run from the highly-likely inbound danger. But where was he to run? The wasteland was flat, there was nowhere to hide except for burnt-down ruins, no large or tall structures anywhere.


Seconds after the siren had stopped, two large hovering objects appeared from a foggy horizon – although the fog was very distant indeed. Both objects looked the same, they were fish-shaped, with tendrils/limbs waving off the main section. “Oh good lord!” Elliot was completely shaken up, and he ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction. From the tendrils, a substance was pumped out; it looked like a dark orange-coloured sand. As it made contact with the ground, flames lit up, burning away at the ground. Some flames disappeared quickly, others remained for longer. Elliot kept on running as fast as he could, but the ‘gas ships’ were much faster, gaining on him quickly.


8th September 2017
Given how Elliot’s motivation to use the time machine was to save Lucy from death, the Doctor had guessed that perhaps the time machine had taken him back to the day he first met the Doctor, the day when the Cybermen invaded. She landed the TARDIS a safe distance away from view of Elliot, let alone her past self. She looked at the watch on her wrist, hiding around a corner from Elliot’s view. “3… 2… 1…” She counted down, and then suddenly drain covers burst open, Cybermen rising out of them. She watched carefully, looking around for any sign of future Elliot. Everyone was running around, screaming and panicking, except for Elliot. “Come on, come on,” the Doctor said to herself, anticipating a future Elliot returning to this moment to prevent all that would happen; but nothing changed. She noticed a man approaching Elliot, a very familiar one, it was herself from the past. Her Twelfth – technically thirteenth – incarnation approached Elliot, “They’re called Cybermen! And you, well you are just standing there waiting to die!” He made the exact same speech, not a single second of this event was different. “How about we do something that matters?” The 13th Doctor watched, as the 12th and Elliot ran through terrified crowds, dodging the Cybermen. She was completely astounded, nothing had changed. The question remained, ‘When else could Elliot have saved Lucy?’ she wondered to herself.



2120
Elliot had run far enough, he realised there was no escaping, the ships were gaining too quickly on him. He turned around, and faced them. But then when everything seemed lost, a rocket appeared out of nowhere, smashing into one of the ships, blowing a dent into it, sending it packing down to the ground. A second rocket appeared, doing the same damage to the second ship. Elliot desperately searched around, but he couldn’t see anyone still. Then to his surprise, he felt a hand grab his leg, and the ground beneath him gave way…



He slowly began to wake up, his vision blurred. He had more questions than ever before in his life now. As he regained consciousness, he tried to get out of bed, but he rolled onto the floor – he was in a hammock. A prison cell-like door opened in front of him, a bearded man entered, picking Elliot back up and lying him in the hammock again. “W-wait…” he struggled to speak. “Is he awake?” A female voice asked. Elliot looked over, the woman looked young, and had short-hair, she looked like a soldier in Elliot’s opinion. The man stood back, leaving the woman to tend to Elliot. “W-who… Where?” Elliot tried to ask questions, limiting his voice. “What the hell were you doing on the surface man? You know those drones do the fire sweeps every two hours. Did you not hear the alarm or something?” Elliot was barely awake, but the woman could tell he had no idea what she was on about. “I think you’d better wake up first… there’s a lot of explaining to be done…”


After a considerable amount of time, Elliot had properly woken up. The woman had been waiting for him to do so, and when eventually he did, she guided him out of the, what came across as, prison-cell and into a larger room. The walls were makeshift, and made of tiles. The lightbulbs were old and tacky.
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The Life of Elliot #44 [Volume 4] – Exo-Politics:


There were several chairs, all were occupied except for two, where Elliot and the woman sat down. “Good evening,” the bearded man began, “My name is Tyler. I’m the head Scientist down here. Over there is Captain Jennifer Coles.” The captain interrupted, “You can just call me Jennifer. You can call all of us by our first name actually, the hierarchy has obviously crumbled over these exo-politics.” Again, Elliot didn’t know what she was on about. Tyler continued, “This is Naomi, our scout. In fact, she saved your life. Those rockets that took down the drones, that was all her,” He pointed at the woman with long blonde hair; Elliot nodded at her in appreciation. “And this is my daughter, Paige. It’s her Seventeenth birthday… or at least it would’ve been if the calendar-system was still in place.” She had her brown-hair tied back in ponytail.


Elliot tried to speak, but struggled to use his voice. “Don’t try to speak,” Jennifer advised him. “I’m sure you want answers, but-” Before she could advise him against that too, Tyler raised his hand, “Captain, I think maybe we should explain at least a little bit of what’s happening. I mean look at him, he’s completely clueless!” Jennifer nodded in agreement; albeit reluctantly. “Those things… those ships. They’re just drones. Drones which are filled to the brim with a toxic fertiliser. Every two hours they send drones over the plains to eradicate any living organism on the surface. It doesn’t just set fire to the surface, it also releases a deadly neurotoxin. If you breathe it, you die. There’s only 10 minutes at the very most where the air is clean enough to breathe. Those are the 10 minutes before the next dropping of the ‘toxic sand’, as we call it. When we found you, we could tell you’d been up there for at least an hour. Your respiratory system was completely intoxicated. Over time, the neurotoxin destroys your insides, makes you decay. You could live up to three weeks after being poisoned. And yes, I’m sorry, but you’ve died…” Elliot was looking shocked and confused, if he was dead, how could he be where he was?


“Scientific advancements over the past century have allowed us to completely slow down the process of death. Look at your left arm,” and so Elliot did, revealing an injection scar. “You’ve been injected with a special serum. It slows down all your bodily functions. That includes the reaction to the neurotoxin. If your body was functioning normally, you’d be dead by now. But the processes of your body have been slowed, meaning the neurotoxin is working slower. With a bit of luck, maybe you can get to the city centre and find the antidote… You’ll be lucky if you can do that though, the patrols will have doubled now that we’ve taken two more of the drones down. They’ll realise something is up.” Elliot tried to speak now, “They?” He coughed up, and stopped speaking again. “They… well, the ruling-power… The ones governing the earth right now are… off-worlders. As hard as it is to believe my friend, the world is now being run by… Aliens.” Jennifer interrupted, “Exo-Politics. That’s what it means. Politics being run by an outside force…”


“And so we invented this…” Tyler pulled back a door behind him, revealing what appeared to be a time machine – very reminiscent of the one Elliot had arrived in; although it looked more like a prototype or unfinished version. “It’s still a work in progress, but hopefully within a matter of years, we’ll be able to go… well, back. Back to before all this began, and cut off the crisis at its roots.” Elliot was completely shocked and horrified, “N-no! You c-can’t!” He began coughing fitfully, “Captain!” Tyler called out to Jennifer, prompting for her to assist Elliot. He refused their help, trying his hardest to cough out why their plan was indeed a bad one. “P-p-para…” Elliot was injected with a futuristic-looking syringe. The anaesthetic making him drowsy. As he collapsed, he pulled Jennifer towards him, whispering something in her ear, before passing out. “What did he say?” Tyler asked, but Jennifer didn’t respond. “Naomi, help me get him back to his chamber…”


15th September 2017
The Doctor’s next guess was that Elliot would’ve travelled to his first meeting with Lucy after the Cybermen invaded. She watched the house, but again there was no sign of a future version of Elliot. Although she couldn’t see inside the house, she knew future Elliot wouldn’t risk colliding with his past self. She leant back against the TARDIS, unfazed by the Jeeps pulling up outside the house. She watched as an armed team hopped out, busting down the entrances to the house. Although she wanted to help, she knew this was one of the root causes of Elliot’s future in the first place.



Still watching, she saw two men carry out an unconscious Elliot, placing him in the jeep. Looking around one last time, the Doctor still could not see any sign of a future Elliot. She watched as the vehicles pulled away. “And so it began…” she mumbled to herself, before returning to the TARDIS.


2120
In a small laboratory, Jennifer was thinking about what Elliot had whispered to her. She heard someone clearing their throat, it was Paige, “Captain, are you ok?” She asked. “Yea,” she bluntly responded. Paige sat next to her Captain, “Listen, I know my father likes to think he’s in charge… but me and Naomi, we still respect you more than him!” But Jennifer wasn’t interested in that, “No, it’s not that at all. It’s actually what… the newcomer, said to me”. “What did he say?” Jennifer faced her, “One word.” Paige looked confused, “He said “one word” or he said only one word?” “He only said one word: Paradox…”



Tyler was examining the machine. He had always considered it to be a masterpiece. “Tyler,” Naomi appeared, startling him. “Naomi my dear, how may I help you?” She entered, “It’s just, as soon as that guy saw this object-” Tyler held up his hand, “More than just an object, a Masterpiece!” Naomi opted to ignore that tree-hugger level comment, “He saw this… masterpiece, and then he started having a panic-attack; or something like it.” Tyler didn’t see the point, “So?”, “Why? Think about it, why would he have panicked as soon as he saw it?” Tyler looked sternly at her, “Your point being…”


“You see what I mean Paige? What if the machine actually works in the end? Whoever that teen is, I wouldn’t be surprised if the reason why he was so terrified of the machine was because that’s how he got here in the first place! It would explain why he doesn’t know anything about the present – or at least, our present!” Paige bought this idea, “But hold on, he doesn’t look that much younger than me; why out of everyone would he be the one to use it and not one of us? You know, one of the ones who actually owns it?” Jennifer shrugged, “Maybe we don’t possess it in the future… Probably best not to think about why that is…” Paige caught another idea from this, “But hold on, what makes you so certain he came from the future? Why would anyone come to this time period? Into this devastation?” Again, Jennifer shrugged, “Maybe things only get even worse from here… somehow…” Paige shook her head, “No, I don’t think so. Hear me out, what if he actually came from the past?”, “That doesn’t make any sense. The time machine hasn’t even been built yet.” But this didn’t rock Paige’s theory, “We don’t know that. We were the ones who salvaged it from the science city. We don’t know its origins at all, we know what it does – or will do – sure, and maybe we know how to work on it because we’re geniuses. But think about, do we actually know where it came from? What if the machine isn’t unfinished, but rather it’s wrecked? What if he took it for a test flight into the future? In which case, how long has he been stranded on the surface for? Completely unaware of the situation?” Jennifer nodded for once, “Well, we gave him answers about our time period, now let’s go and ask him about his…”
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The Life of Elliot #45 [Volume 4] – Interrogation:


“Drink this,” Jennifer handed Elliot a normal plastic cup of water; the most normal thing he had seen in quite some time now. He gulped the entire drink, then Paige snatched the cup of off him, throwing it behind her, “Ok you’ve had your refreshment, now let’s cut to the chase,” Jennifer put her hand out, gesturing for Paige to slow down. “We’ve given you answers about our time, now it’s time to hear about yours,” Jennifer began, “First and foremost, what year have you come from?” Elliot tried to respond, but hysterically coughed. “He’s faking it,” Paige shook her head, but Jennifer was inclined to believe Elliot. She handed him a notepad along with a pen; again, normal items from his item. He wrote down the number ‘2018’. “So… looks like you were right Paige. He is from the past. So presumably the reason why you freaked out was because the time machine we have… is actually yours?” He vigorously shook his head, and wrote down another answer, ‘It will be.” The girls didn’t understand, “Will be?” Elliot breathed in sharply, preparing to write down a lengthy answer…


October 2017
For the Doctor’s third guess, she travelled to her second encounter with Elliot. The one where she had rescued him along with the other prisoners from Salatin’s prison Island. She watched the research facility from a distance, hearing gunshots and shouts from within. Again, there was no sign of a future Elliot. If he was already in the facility, there would not be as much cross firing as she could hear. She noticed Charlie under a palm tree clenching her first gunshot wound. Although the Doctor wanted to help, she knew even the slightest interaction could divert events into another timeline – the last thing the Doctor needed on top of Elliot’s mischiefs; after all, the whole reason why she was chasing Elliot was to prevent an alternate timeline from being created.



2120
“At last!” Jennifer rejoiced, and took the notepad from Elliot, reading his answer: ‘In 7 years, the time machine will be used. It will travel back 110 years, into 2017. An old man shall use it, he will rule with tyranny, but all to get me to this future. PTO.’ She flicked the page, ‘Now I am trying to find out why I have to be here, what purpose am I to serve.’ Neither of the girls really understood what he was talking about. Rolling his eyes, he took back the notepad, and wrote another lengthy answer: ‘The model in that other room is an earlier version of the one I arrived in. You were both right; I am from the past, but the machine is from the future.’ They looked at each other, “Well…” Jennifer said, “Tell us more…”



October 2017
She could hear the sound of her TARDIS from the past – dematerialising. Her previous incarnation saving Elliot and his group; despite the fury and backlash which followed. With no trace of future Elliot being here, the Doctor was beginning to lose her patience. Returning to the TARDIS, she thought harder about what other points he could possibly have gone to…



2120
‘I was in charge of a rebellion; one that was forced underground. It was up to us to save Great Britain’. Jennifer looked up to him, bewildered, before reading on, ‘We based ourselves in the London underground. The entire railway system was decommissioned by this so called New World Order Eventually though, we regained control… I think’. Jennifer and Paige exchange an odd look, “Well, you’ve certainly travelled in time… but not in space. Currently, we are situated in… well, central London, the same place you left behind.” Elliot nodded, this wasn’t really too much of a shocking factor overall. “Oh, we never even asked; what’s your name?” Elliot tried to speak it, but still the neurotoxin had hindered him. “Never mind. Listen, there is still a medical facility in the city centre. Although it may look desolate, I can promise you there are still people there. We’ve been in contact with them recently, but only brief conversations at a time. If we spend too long over radio contact, the extra-terrestrials pick up on it, and they can pinpoint us to here. Listen, there are hundreds of other bases all along this underground system. They’re dotted about. Sometimes, just by luck, we make radio contact with another. We can try and assemble a squadron, get you to the medical facility, and administer the antidote to you. There should be enough left, but we have to be quick. They always put their own scientists first. I can’t say I blame them, they’re our last hope.” Elliot understood the situation of humanity now; although he still did not understand how all these ‘Exo-Politics’ had initially come about…



Everyone had gathered around the radio. “Hello? Anyone there? Come in please, over,” Naomi was monitoring the radio, but there was merely static. “Hello? Please, come in! This is urgent! We have someone important here, someone who may know how to put an end to all this. If anyone can hear me, please, we must volunteer as a scout party! We must get our… VIP to the medical facility. This is crucial! Please come in!” They waited a few more seconds, but still there was only static. “No chance,” Naomi gave up. “Then we’re going to have to do it ourselves,” Jennifer suggested, but everyone else protested in unison, “What?”


Tyler was the first to rebut the argument, “Paige is my daughter, she’s only just seventeen. There’s no way I’m risking her up there on the surface!” Although Paige disagreed with her father’s patronising, she at the same time didn’t want to risk it on the surface. “Tyler, that time machine will one day belong to this very person. If he dies now, it will split history, quite literally! It will divert us into a secondary – or a ‘B’ – timeline. If that happens, then we have no chance of ever setting things right here. Now, he tells us he has a powerful ally, someone who if he can reach out to will help us regain control, just like he himself did a century ago…” Tyler shook his head, “You seriously believe all this nonsense?” Elliot wasn’t bothering to explain the truth to someone so narrow-minded. “Yes, because this isn’t nonsense at all. Think about it, he genuinely had no clue about what was happening when he arrived. His reaction to seeing the time machine was genuine as well.” Tyler still wasn’t buying it. “Alright fine, I’ll take him by myself.” Tyler wouldn’t let that happen either, “No! Captain you’ll die out there! The neurotoxin will kill you, let alone him! He won’t last any longer up there! There’s no way of calculating the 10-minute window you have, nor can you make it to the facility in that small amount of time! Besides, the whole point of this time machine is to go back and change history! It doesn’t matter whether he dies or not, a second timeline, as you put it, is going to be created anyway!” Elliot looked sternly at him, now he saw the true villain, it wasn’t the Aliens, it was one of his own…
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Sat 14 Apr 2018 - 10:14

The Life of Elliot #46 [Volume 4] – Captor:


3rd December 2018
Unable to think of where and when else Elliot could have gone, the Doctor had been struck with a genius idea. She had returned to the citadel tower, to the moment just after she took off desperately to find Elliot. Pulling up Declan’s office chair, she waited for him and Dalton to come back around. Declan’s dedication to get Elliot to use the time machine clearly meant he knew where it was set to go. A loud screeching noise emitted from the outside, gaining her attention. As she swung around, she noticed the Fighting Machine, encroaching on a warehouse. Instantly, she remembered what the present day situation was; the Resistance were seconds away from being vaporized…



2120
The following day – well, at least that’s how they perceived it – not much had changed. Tyler was still denying Elliot and Jennifer’s access to the surface; he was personally guarding it all day, it was now up to his daughter to derail him. “Dad,” she began, “Don’t you think you’re getting a little bit too wound up over this?” he didn’t respond. “Listen, if they want to risk their lives up there, let them.” Still, he would not listen to reason. “Alright look,” she perched next to him, “Think about this, what’s the worst that could happen? If he doesn’t get the antidote, he’ll die down here, rotting away in our makeshift home. But if he dies up there, he’s no longer our problem; and the Captain? She knows what she’s risking. She can make it to the medical facility. Just let them try, please?” He knew she had a point, but still refused to move. “Fine,” she bluntly stated before walking off.



“Anything?” Jennifer insisted, “Nope. He’s refusing to move,” Paige answered. “There has to be something…” But at this moment, it didn’t seem like there was. Elliot was still lying on the bed in front of them, slowly dying.


3rd December 2018
The Doctor watched as the Fighting Machine encroached on the Warehouse. She couldn’t do anything now; if she took the TARDIS down there, she’d be disrupting the timeline, too many Doctors at a single point. But much to her surprise, the Fighting Machine was under siege. It was being bombarded by what appeared to be ‘laser-missiles’; they were like rockets, except they emitted a field of light blue light around them. Bombarding the Fighting Machine, it let out a piercing screech, before exploding and collapsing to the ground. From around the corner, a chopper swung about; but it was no ordinary helicopter. It had cannons that were shaped like spears protruding from under the cockpit, the cockpit window was completely blacked out, and it had a propeller not just on the top, but one on the back facing sideways. The midsection produced a third propeller, and there was no passenger section – the Doctor assumed this area was stocked with heavy artillery.



A second Fighting Machine roared out, appearing in the distance. The cannon pointed up at the chopper, firing similar ‘laser-missiles’ at it, but the distance was too great. The chopper accelerated towards it, returning fire. Looking down to the streets below, there was still infantry fighting going on between the hundreds of Resistance fighters and the government JPs. This entire landscape was an image the Doctor wish she’d never have to see again, continuous fighting and bloodshed. The chopper took down the other Fighting Machine too – but still she wondered what its origins were; why did it look so futuristic?


2120
One of the rooms in the base was an ‘Archive’ area. It contained antiques from the past, most notably newspaper clippings on a velvet board. Jennifer was looking around this room, she had nothing else to do. Despite the value the items had, she found them all uninteresting… except for one newspaper clipping which had just caught her eye. Rushing over it, she ripped it off the board. It was one of those old ‘arts & crafts DIY’ sections from an ancient newspaper, but the title of this one particularly was ‘Make your own Gas Mask’. Immediately, she ran back to Paige and Elliot.



“Look at this,” Jennifer dropped the article in front of them, “These resources are basic. Polyester, masking tape, scissors, plastic, filters, we have all of this stuff somewhere. Some of it will be the archive area, but there’s also bound to be some of this in waste disposal. “What if we don’t have all of it?” Paige asked. “Then we’ll have to try with what we do have. Listen, I believe what this man is saying, truly. If he doesn’t survive this, it seriously could have catastrophic effects.” But there was a bigger question on Paige’s mind, “What about my father… if he persists, how do we go about that?” Jennifer looked remorsefully at her, “Don’t worry. If we can keep him distracted for long enough, we can make it up there, and I think I know how…”


3rd December 2018
The Doctor’s concentration was broken when she heard a groan behind her. Dalton and Declan were coming back around. “W-what… happened?” Dalton scratched his head, Minister Brown on the other hand knew exactly what had happened. The Doctor approached him, grabbing him and throwing him against the glass wall, “Where is he?!” She interrogated him – although he was barely awake again. “Y-you’ll never… know.” She slammed him against the wall a second time, “Where?!” But the only response she got was a smirk from him, “There he is – the Doctor – the man who dies and lies – the man who keeps on running – the man who never looks back – the man who has let countless lifeforms die in his name…” she released him, “Who are you? Really? Why do you know so much about me?!” He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a vortex manipulator on his arm. “Where… did you get that?” She tried to grab his arm, but he jerked it away from her, “Time will tell… quite literally.” He tapped on his vortex manipulator, but the Doctor clocked on and grabbed hold of him. Dalton watched from the other side of the room as both Declan and the Doctor vanished in a bright spark.



2120
After what again felt like a day, Paige and Jennifer had constructed makeshift gas masks using the newspaper article. “I can’t believe we had enough materials to make three of these things,” Jennifer tried hers out. “Well, we had to substitute the plastic on one of them for laminate paper, but I guess it works just as well,” Paige added. Elliot examined his, before slowly applying it. It was entirely up to chance whether or not it would work. They removed their gas masks again, before putting their plan into action…



Tyler remained on guard at the exit port – it was a small manhole cover in the ceiling, reached by a ladder. In the distance, Naomi screamed extremely loudly, “Naomi?” Tyler called out. “Are you ok...?” But there was no response. “Captain? Paige? Anyone out there?” He persisted, but no one responded. He cursed under his breath, and checked to ensure the coast was clear, before proceeding to assist Naomi. From further down the hallway, Jennifer signalled that the coast was clear, “Let’s go,” she whispered, as Paige and Elliot followed her to the ladder. Jennifer and Paige were equipped with old-fashioned machine guns – still the most normal thing Elliot had seen in quite a long time – Charlie slung her weapon behind her and began climbing up the ladder. When she reached the top, she applied her gas mask, “Now,” she gestured for the others to do the same. Once they had done so, she popped open the manhole cover. “Quickly!” Paige began climbing the ladder, watching as Charlie searched around before climbing entirely out into the open. Elliot could see the sky from where he was, it was a cosmic blue colour, all the stars were bright and shining – a sight which he truly admired.


But the moment was broken when Tyler returned, “What do you think you’re doing?” He passive-aggressively asked. Upon noticing the manhole cover was off, he began to pull his pistol out, “You are kidding me…” From behind him, Naomi appeared, locking his throat with her arms. “Go! Now! Get out of here!” Elliot looked at her in sorrow, unable to do anything. “Go!!” Elliot obeyed her command, and paced up the ladder quickly, straight out onto the surface. Tyler overpowered Naomi, and threw her against the wall. He raced to the ladder, climbing up it to chase after them. Naomi had run out of options, using the pistol she slyly stole from him, she shot at him… he dropped off the ladder and onto the ground, now sporting a bullet hole through his chest. Running out of blood, he succumbed to his injury.
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Re: LastOfTheSonics' Fan Series - The Life of Elliot

Post by LastOfTheSonics on Wed 18 Apr 2018 - 17:24

The Life of Elliot #47 [Volume 4] – London:

3rd December 2018
Whatever Charlie’s plan was, no one was willing to go alone with it. “I’m sorry, Uncle…” Kira said spiritually. Everyone lost hope, closing their eyes one last time. But their luck had not run out after all, the fighting machine came under fire from a chopper, bombarding it with laser missiles. They all quickly rushed outside the warehouse, noticing the fighting machine screech loudly, falling onto the warehouse. “What the heck is that?” Charlie pointed up at the chopper, “It doesn’t matter. The point is, it’s not on their side!” Steven responded, “Now come on! We have a war to fight!” Everyone checked their firearms before returning to the gunfights on the streets of London…



2120
“Well, here we are again,” Paige remarked about the surface. Elliot placed the manhole cover back over the entry port. Jennifer was using a handheld device to get her bearings, “It’s this way, follow.” They proceeded in the specified direction. “No drones at all? That seems a bit odd,” noticed by Paige. “You saw the satellite log right?” Jennifer asked, but Paige look confused. They stopped moving, and huddled closer, “Usually the satellite log is pretty clear. There’s no traffic, the only signals we get from time to time are the drones. But recently there was an increase in coded traffic, something rather odd happened”. “Explain,” Paige insisted. “The origin of the signal was untraceable, but from what I could source about it, the signal came from far away.” Paige still didn’t understand, “So? Isn’t it just a signal from the home planet of the scummy ETs that run ours?”. “No. The signal’s origin was too far away to trace, which therefore means it came from somewhere we haven’t contacted before. Possibly an extra-terrestrial signal, a third party.” Elliot was completely bewildered, and wanted to ask so much, but of course was unable to speak. “Couldn’t it just be a relay of information we sent up from our planet decades ago?” Again, Jennifer shut this theory down, “No. The signal would’ve faded away before it could get that far. It would also be traceable to an origin source. But this coded traffic, it was definitely one way. Something far larger than whatever is happening here.” Elliot began having a coughing fit, as the ladies rushed to aid him, he continued to gesture towards the horizon. There was a lone ship flying across in the distance, it looked slightly larger than a drone, and had more tendrils attached to it. There was a trail of emerald mist – that quickly dissipated – behind it. “What on earth is that?” Paige asked. “No, I think not,” Jennifer responded, “Nothing from earth at all rather…”



3rd December 2018
“This is our chance! We can make it!” Steven suggested to Charlie that they should attempt to rush the citadel tower, “But look! We can’t just leave them all to fend for themselves!” Charlie pointed out their comrades nearest to them: Kira, Ryan, Maddison, Eleanor, Gabriel and Lamar. “Well we can’t bring them with us, we need this distraction Charlie! And let’s face it, we’re the two most experienced to do this kind of task.” Charlie wasn’t sure about that however, “We should never have cuffed Elliot to that pipe. He was right, this situation is hopeless”. “Oh come on! You know Elliot. The chances are he’s probably escaped, and in fact I wouldn’t be surprised if he was atop this tower already! Now let’s go!” Steven rushed the entrance. “We can only hope,” Charlie remarked, gazing upon the street gunfight again.



Some had scattered to the alleyways to think of a better strategy. “I just don’t get it,” Ryan remarked, “How can they still outnumber us?” He was with Maddison and Kira. “Look, the citadel tower is right there. I saw Charlie and Steven enter a few minutes ago,” Kira made a suggestion, “I bet that we can make a break for it and help them.” But the other two both disagreed, “No. Even with a distraction, they still have heavier artillery. We only have these,” Ryan pointed out their handguns, “I’m starting to think Elliot and the Doctor were right. Guns and violence really don’t solve anything.” But Kira was determined to put her idea into action, “Charlie and Steven may need our help! You said it yourselves, they outnumber us at the moment. But that means the more out here, the less in there… until of course, they realise what’s happening; that’s when they all get recalled to the tower. That’s where we come in! We can cover their backs!” Ryan and Maddison still protested, “No! It’s too dangerous. For Elliot’s sake, I have to keep you safe Kira”. “Seriously? If my uncle could have it his way, I doubt he’d even let us be here anyway. From what I understand, he owes a great deal to those two. But he’s not here, therefore it falls down to me.”


Ryan could see the reasoning, and bent slightly to agree, “Alright fine.” Maddison was shocked, “Ryan what are you doing? It’s an insane idea!” He looked at her remorsefully, “We have no choice. If we stay here, we’re being useless. If we go ahead with Kira’s plan, at least we can honour the reason why Elliot set up the Resistance in the first place: Freedom & Free will.” Maddison nodded reluctantly, “Ok, fine.” Kira jolted off in an instant, “Wait!” Ryan tried to recall her, but Maddison halted him. “Listen Ryan, if anything should happen to either of us, there’s something I need you to know… I just, I have to say it. Even if you don’t want to hear it, or maybe you disagree with it, or maybe it’s because I’m your best friend’s other best friend’s sister.” Ryan was completely clueless, “Is now really the time to tell me whatever this is?” She nodded extremely, “I may not get another chance! Ryan, listen. I lo-” But before she could finish, there was a loud scream. “Kira!” Ryan turned around, running towards Elliot’s niece. She turned around slowly, revealing she had been shot directly through her neck. “No!” Ryan jolted over to her as she dropped to the ground. Maddison too was shocked. Upon noticing soldiers encroaching on her two exposed friends, she fired away at them in anger. “Keep back! You people are cruel and ruthless!” She burst out in tears, firing away at her enemies in anger. “Maddison stop!” Eleanor came to the rescue, signalling at the rest of the Resistance members around her to cease fire. This street had been cleared. “Is that…” Everyone looked over, truly horrified to notice what had happened to Kira. Olivia turned away, preparing to throw up. “Elliot… I’m sorry…” Ryan said spiritually.
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Sun 22 Apr 2018 - 14:36

The Life of Elliot #48 [Volume 4] – From Time to Time:

2120
After travelling for hours, Jennifer presented her comrades with some good news, “Soon be there! It’s just beyond this sheet of mist!” Elliot was progressively slowing down, clutching his chest. Again, he suffered a cough attack, but this time he dropped to his knees as well. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait up captain! I think he’s running out of time!” Jennifer scooped Elliot up in his arms, “I know this seems really demeaning, but we’re running out of time and you can’t die now! Gosh we don’t even know your name and we’re risking our lives to help you!” Paige pointed up, “Look!” The UFO was circling back around, this time directed more towards them. “Quickly! We can still make it!” Jennifer and Paige increased their speed, as Elliot’s lifespan steadily decreased…



3rd December 2018
With the elevators out of action, Charlie and Steven had to make their way up the stairwell. Fortunately, most of the guards were fighting outside – thus making their journey slightly easier. “How many more floors?” Charlie struggled to catch her breath, “Soon be there… I hope,” Steven responded.



Many floors further down, Eleanor had assembled her own team to assist with Charlie and Steven. She didn’t know the majority of the people with her, she knew Nate, Lamar and Gabriel but that more or less it. “Look out!” They were being pursued by a squadron of enemy soldiers. An exchange of gunfire lead to fatalities on both sides. “Come on! We have to keep moving!” Eleanor pulled Nate and Lamar up with her.


Eventually Charlie and Steven reached the top floor. “What the heck happened here?” Chairs had fallen over and debris had fallen from the ceiling. “Something big I’m guessing… and speaking of big,” Steven pointed at the window, noticing the chopper in the distance gunning down the streets; they rushed over to get a closer look. “My goodness,” Charlie was shocked by all the smoke and fire on the streets beneath. “This isn’t exactly heroic is it?”, “You have to lose a battle in order to win the war, Charlie. Keep a clear head. Things WILL be alright again. We’ve got this!” They both glanced outside for a few more moments; then from behind them, a gun was primed. Charlie swung around, retaliating by aiming her rifle. “Whoa take it easy! It’s me! Dalton!” They all lowered their weapons, “I didn’t recognise you from behind, Charlie.” She introduced the men to each other, “Steven; Dalton, he’s our double agent. Dalton, Steven. Right, now that’s sorted out, do you mind telling us what happened here?” Dalton breathed deeply, “I think you might want to pull up a chair…”


2120
Jennifer and Paige had nearly made it, but at the same time the aircraft was gaining on them. “We can still make it! Come on!” Jennifer was running as fast as she could, but her legs were like lead by this point. The aircraft fired off two spherical objects; they were like eggs, trailed with green mist. They collide with the ground one at a time, the impact blew dust into the air. “It’s them!” Paige exclaimed, they kept on running. The facility was a few metres away from them now. The spherical objects began to crack, a slimy green arm with three digits wriggled out of the shell. Something monstrous was about to come out…



At their top speed, Paige and Jennifer charged into the medical facility, slamming the doors behind them. Placing Elliot down on the ground, they piled up as many objects as they could against the doors. Once they had finished, they dropped to the ground, catching their breath; they slowly removed their gas masks – the air was currently clean.


3rd December 2018
Charlie and Steven had been told about Elliot. “So where is then? Or at least, where do you think he went?” They asked. “I’ve no idea. But my guess, judging by how Minister Brown urged him to use it, I would say the future. If it’s where he came from in the first place, it only makes sense. But I don’t know, he could also have ‘slipped sideways’ into a parallel universe”. “So many possibilities… Can he ever come back?” Dalton shrugged, “Impossible to know.” After a lengthy climb up the stairs, Eleanor, Nate and Lamar had at last arrived. “Fancied joining us then?” Charlie sarcastically remarked. “Where’s Elliot?” Eleanor was straight to the point. “That’s a long story… wait, are you ok? You seem quite alarmed… I’d say upset even. What’s happened?” She headed closer to them, “We didn’t listen to Elliot, nor the Doctor; but they were both right… we did lose people, but now for Elliot, it’s just become a far more personal matter.” Steven and Charlie glanced at each other, “How so?” There was a moment’s silence, “Kira… She was determined to help you two, but in testing such bravery she-” Nothing more needed to be said. Charlie rose out of her chair, “Elliot will never know… My god, and to think, we gave him our word she would be alright…” Her expression turned from sadness to anger, “Right then. This ends; today.”



2120
The three of them sat in silence, listening as eerie screeches emitted from around the facility. Paige and Charlie knew exactly how to counter the aliens; they were sat perfectly still – not a sound was being produced. For his own survival, Elliot quickly abided by this technique as well. After several minutes, the screeches became more distant, the aliens had headed away. “He’s awake!” Paige pointed out, “Quick learner I see?” Elliot squinted sinisterly at her. Jennifer meanwhile was studying a rusty map plaque on the wall. “We need to get to NW3. I presume that means North-West block section 3. That’s where the antitoxins and internal cleansers are. “Just nod or shake your head, can you walk?” Paige asked Elliot. He pulled himself up onto his feet, as he prepared to walk, he tripped over again. His ears were ringing; he was losing energy quickly. “Come on! This block isn’t that far; we can make it!” Paige rolled her eyes, “If I had a penny for the amount of times you’ve said that today, I’d have enough to rebuild society.” Jennifer dismissed that sassy comment.



Upon arriving at the North-West block, everything seemed normal. It was quiet, the only sound was the wind blowing in through smashed windows. Keeping low, they placed Elliot on a torn up mattress with exposed rusty springs – the nearest bed there was though. “Ok so, what are we looking for?” The women checked the cabinets around them. “They’ve all got really scientific fancy names! I don’t know what any of these medicines are!” They were in vials, capsules, some solid substances were even in small bags. “Come on, come on. Why can’t it just say ‘antitoxin’?” Paige quickly glanced out the window, discovering another problem, “Captain. Look!” She pointed out two drone ships, dispersing the neurotoxin gas in the distance. “Dammit! Paige listen, I need you to run back to the entrance and get the gas masks!” She reluctantly nodded, “Should’ve kept them on in the first place you know!” But nonetheless, she carried out the Captain’s orders.


Jennifer was rapidly searching through the substances, but nothing was simply labelled as an ‘anti-toxin’. “Why!” She threw one of the capsules across the room out of anger. “Seriously? The only medical facility here? Raided, ransacked, all the staff gone. Not a single doctor here? Come on! This is hopeless!” Giving up all hope, “Sorry mate,” she said to Elliot, before sitting down in the corner, accepting that everything was lost… that was until from the other side of the room, there was a blue flash, it was near-blinding. Much to Jennifer’s surprise, two people: a man and a woman, had just appeared. They were wrestling over a device on the man’s arm. “Who are you?!” Jennifer shouted at them. They both looked around bewildered. The women then noticed something she recognised, “Elliot! Oh my goodness!” She tended to him immediately – it was the Doctor and Declan…
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Thu 26 Apr 2018 - 18:28

The Life of Elliot #49 [Volume 4] – Last Times:


“Elliot! Oh my goodness!” The Doctor tended to him immediately. “Elliot? You know him?” Jennifer was confused, as was Declan. “You just have to interfere don’t you Doctor? I’m merely here to oversee events! To oversee Elliot’s journey!” The Doctor ignored him, and searched through the medicines. “Perfect!” She smiled at one of the capsules, and took one of the syringes from the cabinet. Filling the syringe with the liquid from the capsule, she injected it into Elliot’s arm. “There we go…” she said gently, “Now, no one touch him. No one moves him… How about we pass the time with some introductions? I’m the Doctor!” She offered her hand to Jennifer, who confusingly accepted the handshake. “How about… We put things back on track?” Declan produced a handgun from behind him, raising it to the Doctor, “How many regenerations do you have left? I’ve got a full magazine here.” She rose her hands steadily, “You fool. You really don’t get it…” He slowly moved towards her. Jennifer took a chance, and produced her own pistol. As Declan turned to face her, the Doctor grabbed the pistol. They wrestled with each other so one could claim the firearm. Declan was overpowering the Doctor steadily, but then luck struck once again. Jennifer fired her pistol at Declan twice, two bullets pierced straight through him from the side. He dropped to the ground beside Elliot’s bed. “You really had to resort to violence didn’t you?” The Doctor ungratefully remarked.


3rd January 2019
One month on in the present, and things were steadily returning to the way they once were. The real People’s republic had taken control of the country, rebuilding it together. The former resistance members were sat in a new restaurant, finally being able to eat proper food after being contained underground for so long. “There’s so much on this menu, I could seriously eat it all,” Ryan remarked, “Oh, Maddie, weren’t you going to tell me something? I literally only just remembered.” She looked blank. “You know after Kira… you know. You said you were going to tell me something?” She nodded slowly, “Later.” Ryan was watching her carefully, he was getting suspicious. Charlie redirected the table conversation to a more pressing matter, “Am I the only one thinking about Elliot right now?” Everyone shook their heads, “Nah, so am I,” Olivia remarked, “Yeah me too,” added several others. “Poor guy. He’s completely on his own somewhere… well, some-when technically.” Everyone had gone silent, thinking about their former fearless leader.



2120
“Oh, you’re welcome. Gosh.” Jennifer sassily remarked. “Well come on, I could have overpowered him if I wanted to!” The Doctor rebutted. “Really? Because that’s not how it appeared from this point of view.” Their rivalry was cut short when Paige returned, “Here!” She tossed a gas mask over to her, before applying her own one. “Who’s that?” She noticed the Doctor, who waved, “It’s ok. I don’t need a gas mask. I’m a magician like that. Oh, magician, now that’s definitely from a previous incarnation. I think I’ll inherit it though.” Neither of the other two women understood her, “How’s he doing?” she pointed to Elliot. “He’ll be fine. I administered an anti-toxin.” Then her attention was redirected again, “Is that a dead body?” She noticed Declan. No one answered the question. “Listen,” the Doctor broke the silence, “I haven’t the faintest idea what’s happening out there. But I’m getting quite an extra-terrestrial vibe.” They both pointed out the drone ships gassing the landscape. “Oh, well. That explains it. Well, make sure he’s ok. I’ll be back for him in…” She cautiously removed the vortex manipulator from Declan’s arm. “About an hour. Hopefully this gas stuff will have cleared by then,” She was increasing her rate of speech as the drone ships flew closer overhead. “Just make sure you keep him alive!” She fiddled with the vortex manipulator, and then vanished away in a burst of light. “What… You know what I don’t even…” Paige didn’t care anymore; far too much craziness had already happened.



3rd December 2019
Once they had finished in the restaurant, everyone now had their own residences to return to. “Well, I guess this is it then,” Charlie said. “It’s kind of upsetting actually,” Ryan responded. “Everything we went through. Fighting evil. Just like that, it’s all back to normal again. I suppose it’s for the best…” Charlie too was feeling emotional, “Yeah, suppose… Anyway, it was nice knowing you Ryan,” they shook hands, “Good luck” They exchanged a final smile before parting ways. In fact, everyone was shaking hands and parting ways with each other; indeed, it was emotional, some of these people had been trapped on an island together twice, and spent a year living in the London underground together. Gabriel, Seth and Paul all left with each other, they had bought an apartment together. Olivia and Steven had moved in with Charlie, Nate and Lamar did the same with Eleanor. “You sure you’ll be ok?” Charlie asked Dalton who had nowhere to go, “I’ll make it. I always do,” he smiled, and ventured off. Now, Ryan and Maddison were the only two left, “I guess this is goodbye then,” she jokingly remarked, “Yeah,” Ryan was blunt. “Abducted in helicopters, had my sister die on me, had to suffer my mum being put in a care home, fighting to save the country, there’s so much. Some wonderful things, some terrifying and heat breaking. But do you know what Ryan? I’d do it all again. All of it. Just so that I could meet you formerly…” There was an awkward pause. Then she leant in and kissed him on the cheek, “Goodbye…” She glanced at him before walking off for the last time. Ryan was frozen on the spot, “Maddison!” He called her, she turned around and smiled. “Tomorrow night, you want to grab something to eat?”



2120
Elliot was waking up. Gently, he opened his eyes. His face was sweating; the gas mask was stuffy. He quickly sat up, and threw it off his face. “It’s ok! It’s ok!” Paige and Jennifer were watching over him. “Hello?” Elliot’s voice was hoarse, he cleared his throat, “Hello!” He could speak again. “How are you feeling?” He began to smile, “I’m… perfect!” Although his bones felt weak, he hadn’t felt so alive in some time. “Just take it easy Elliot,” his smile quickly turned back to a neutral expression, “My name? I never gave it to you…” He quickly jumped off the bed, and grabbed the nearest syringe, “Stay back!” Jennifer put her hands out, “Listen! Take it easy! There was a woman here; blonde hair, really weird futuristic-farmer like coat, braces, unfitting blue trousers. Know her?” Elliot nodded after thinking for some time, “The Doctor! Where is she?” He looked around. “She’ll be back. We just have to hold-” She was interrupted by an eerie screech from the other side of the sector. “What… the hell… was that?” Elliot whispered. Paige and Jennifer readied their rifles. “Take this,” Jennifer passed Elliot her pistol. They were all crouching. Elliot took off his burgundy jumper, the air was surprisingly hot in contrast to the coldness of it when he initially arrived. Slimy footsteps got closer and closer, as the shadow of something malevolent was cast on the corridor wall…
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Sun 29 Apr 2018 - 15:43

The Life of Elliot #50 [Volume 4] – Back in Time:


2120
As the shadow got closer, two slimy claws appeared in sight. Paige cried out in disgust, and began rapidly shooting. The alien backed away. “No! Idiot!” Jennifer smacked the rifle down. “If that thing is still alive, It’s going to call for help. You’ve just declared a battle! And oh boy, those things are going to be really angry with us because of you!” Elliot didn’t understand how the aliens worked still, “Well then don’t you think we should run?” They both disagreed, “If we run, they’ll just trace us. They’re much faster. You see these creatures; they can feel vibrations fifty times more – we think – than any other living being. That’s why you can’t make sounds when they’re nearby. If you lean against another object, the vibrations reverberate. They have only one weakness. They’re blind. If you’re quiet enough then there is a chance you could stealthy tiptoe past one of them without being caught. But if you breathe too loudly, they’ll hear that. They have pretty good hearing as well. In other words, we have to kill every single one of them before we can leave. They’ll outrun us with ease!” Elliot was beginning to understand.



Before more questions could be asked or answers given, there were multiple screeches from around the building now. “What do we do?” Elliot panicked. “We make our stand! Thanks to Paige” she whispered the last part. “It’s not my fault! If we waited for it to be fully exposed it could’ve killed us!” One of the aliens leapt up through the window. It was covered in slime, but it walked on four legs, and had a very distinctive jaw – it was dinosaur-like. “Kill it!” All three of them fired at the creature. It took more bullets than Elliot had expected to kill it. “That slime. I’m presuming it acts as a sort of exoskeleton? Reflects bullets right?” Jennifer nodded, impressed, “Yea that’s exactly right. You really are a fast-learner.” Another creature appeared at the corridor; again, they fired on it. More and more approached from multiple corridors and windows. “We’re seriously not gonna last!” Paige shouted over the gunfire, “Yes we will! Just try and shoot at the areas which are less slimy!” Elliot had the biggest disadvantage, wielding only a single pistol, and having only just woken up from near-death, “I’m running low on ammo!” Jennifer grabbed the pistol from Paige’s belt, and checked that it was loaded. “I’ve got an idea! You two get in that corner and don’t move!” Although they were confused, they went to the corner of the room regardless. “Now count to ten! When you get to ten, run! Bolt it straight to the exit!” Jennifer ordered them, but they wondered what she was going to do. “Start counting!” Making as much noise as she could, Jennifer ran away from the room, luring the creatures away from Paige and Elliot, clearing them an escape route. “Captain!” As Paige prepared to go after her, Elliot held her back. “She’ll be alright. Now come on we have to go! Paige! Look at me!” She looked at him, but didn’t want to leave Jennifer, “It’s time to go. Come on!” All the creatures headed in the direction of Jennifer who was being as loud as possible. Elliot and Paige began their charge towards the exit.


“Wait! What about that woman? The one who said she was coming back?” Paige stopped Elliot, “Oh!” He completely overlooked that fact. “Great, so the captain just went and made a pointless sacrifice then!” Paige began to head back, but Elliot stopped her, “The Doctor doesn’t die, trust me. She’ll be fine. We have to get back to Naomi though! Judging by how your father was spoke of, I really don’t think she’s safe on her own.” Paige had to make a decision, save Naomi or save herself. “What if we wait for the Doctor and then swing by to get Naomi?”, “What? It doesn’t work like that! You can’t just ‘swing by’ using time travel!” Both Paige and Elliot were now shocked. One of the aliens appeared in the corridor, growling. Both of them fired rapidly at it, but all the bullets were reflected by the slime. “Find an opening!” Paige suggested, but Elliot was already on it. He diverted the creature’s attention towards himself, allowing for Paige to find an exposed patch, and shoot at it.


Back in NW3, the Doctor had returned on time. She looked around the room, and noticed it was empty, “Oh for goodness sake!” she cried out. Hearing gunshots and roars from around the block, the Doctor was partially concerned for the humans, but at the same time completely bewildered as to how – in her time – she had left them for a few seconds and all hell had broken loose. “Doctor!” Elliot called out after returning to the room with Paige. “Elliot! You’re alright!”, “Yes, quite! Now come on we have to go!” Elliot rushed her. “But look! Just grab on to my arm and I’ll get us out of here!” he shook his head rapidly, “Where to? The Present day? Paige has her life here – even if it’s one from hell. She has a friend, Naomi, and a father! She needs them!” the Doctor sighed, “Alright fine! How far away is it?”. “About 3 clicks that way!” Paige pointed out the window. The Doctor entered something on the vortex manipulator, possibly co-ordinates. “Right! I’ve got a fix! Grab on guys!” They both ran over to her, but then Paige had a final thought – there was still gunfire echoing from within the facility, surely that meant Jennifer was still alive and in need of assistance? But it was too late, by the time Paige had completed that thought, the Doctor had already zapped them away…


Since neither Elliot nor Paige had travelled via vortex manipulator before, they were both quite shaken up by the event. When they arrived, both of them dropped to the ground, giving the Doctor a good laugh. “Cheap and nasty. That’s time travel for you.” She jokingly remarked before turning around and throwing the vortex manipulator into the canal behind them. “Where are we?” Paige had her hand on her head, wherever they were, it wasn’t 2120 anymore. “I know this place!” Elliot too was recovering, but he knew exactly where he was. “We’re in London! My London! My time!” He jovially remarked. “What? But what about Naomi? And my father!” The Doctor now had to explain, “I’m sorry, I truly am. The vortex manipulator can be hard to use. You see I was only able to get to 2120 in the first place because Declan had pre-set the co-ordinates. Then when I came back for you, it was literally only a matter of seconds for me. Tampering with the co-ordinates has effects. I targeted us for central London, and judging by Elliot’s reaction, we’re clearly on the southern outskirts. Elliot nodded, “Good deduction.” Paige wasn’t having it though, “Send me back! Please! Take me back! I can’t leave my friends alone out there!” The Doctor continued explaining herself, “I didn’t want to, believe me. But trust me, I can’t take people out of time! I could save a maximum of one or two at most. I can’t save them; they have to live their lives there. I refuse to be a part of those events! I was pushing it to do as much as saving even just you. Elliot here I’m sure will help you settle in. I on the other hand, things to do, places to be, people to see and so forth.” The Doctor began walking off, “What? Where are you going?” Elliot tried to halt her, but she was on a set course.


However, she turned back one last time, “Oh by the way! The vortex manipulator is bad with time as well!” She shouted back, “We’re currently two months hence the day you left! Should be about… February time? I’d imagine?” Elliot looked around, and saw several people walking in all directions: it was just like normal again. “Excuse me,” Elliot interrupted one couple’s conversation, “This is going to sound really stupid, but would you be so kind as to tell me today’s date?” The man agreed and checked his phone, “Today is the third of February young man.” But that wasn’t enough, “Even more weirdly, could you perhaps tell me the year? Please, I seriously need to know.” Although confused, he still agreed, “It’s 2019. Are you alright?” He paused for a moment, but nodded after a while. He returned to Paige. “The uprising. It must’ve worked! We must’ve restored order! Ha ha!” He was over the moon, but Paige was distracted by something else – a chopper flying overhead. “That can’t be right,” she pointed up at it, and Elliot looked at it carefully, “What the heck? I’ve never seen a chopper like that before! Oh well, at least everything is normal again!” But this joy had to be broken, “No, Elliot, look at that chopper. That’s not from your time, I promise you. I’ve seen that model before. They were advertised as being the first manmade aircraft which could… travel through time. Of course, no one believed it. But, it appears as though it worked… Because that chopper is most certainly from the 22nd century…”
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Thu 3 May 2018 - 17:52

The Life of Elliot #51 [Volume 4] – Reunion Day:


3rd February 2019
Later that day, Elliot had manually worked his way towards Ryan’s street. He didn’t mind having to use the extremely loud underground nor several taxis. Settling back in felt brilliant – it was like going on holiday abroad for several weeks and then returning home. Now, he stood outside Ryan’s house, he was intending to surprise him. “So this guy, he’s a friend of yours you say?” Paige was still with Elliot, she had nowhere else to go. “You bet. It took us several hours to find and pay taxi fares, and to take the underground – which I’m surprised how quickly has been put back into action – but we’re here. I would trust this man with my life, in fact I did… twice.” He approached the front door, and banged the knocker. It took a while for someone to open it, but eventually it did – and at last, Elliot was reunited with his best friend. “Guess who’s back!” Elliot jovially said. “Elliot!” Ryan was half overjoyed, but half concerned too – someone was going to have to break the news about Kira, and that would be no easy task…



“So come on then, a whole two months without me, what’s happened since then?” Elliot was upbeat. “Well, I’m sure you’ve probably worked out by now that the country was restored. Rather quickly as well I must add.” Elliot could easily deduct that Ryan was hiding something, and was straight to the point, “Alright then, so what’s the real big news then. Because I know you Ryan. I know when you’re lying to me, I see that right now.” He stared directly into his eyes. “There’s nothing, Elliot. Ok sure, maybe we lost about three quarters of our militia. As tragic as that is, the sacrifice was necessary. Hundreds, to save millions.” But still, he knew something was up. “Young people, middle-aged people, old people. Loads who were maltreated by the government, they fled underground with us,” Elliot began a point, “They died with it all. You expect me to believe that we didn’t have a single personal loss? Who was it? Gabriel? Paul? Seth? Those guys are absolute lads.” The fact that Ryan didn’t correct the term “are” to “were” helped Elliot deduct that all three of them were still alive. “Right, so I’m sensing it’s something a lot closer to home. Eleanor? Nate? Lamar?” Ryan shook his head, “It wasn’t them…” Elliot was getting closer to the truth now, “Derrick?” Ryan fell silent. “Of course. Poor man. God speed. Hopefully now he can rest easy with his wife and child, way up there.” Ryan played along, “Yeah, tragic.” Although Derrick had indeed died, Ryan needed to play for time and avoid telling him about the far bigger loss; Elliot however was already aware Ryan was hiding something else, but kept it hidden for now in order to try and catch him out later. “So who’s that then?” Ryan changed the subject, “Oh, this is Paige. She’s technically the youngest person on this planet right now. Born in the year 2103.” Ryan was blown back.


“You’re from the future?” She nodded. “I’m not the only one though. What do you know about those odd helicopters in the sky? Because I can assure you, they’re not from your time either.” Ryan knew what she was on about, and suddenly everything became real for him, “This is true! All of it, really! Elliot I always thought you were mad believing one day we’d have time travel, aliens, zombies, yet here we are having been through all of those things.” Paige’s attention was caught by the word ‘zombie’, “You’ve met zombies? This doesn’t look like a zombie apocalypse to me.” Elliot rectified the confusion, “There were… people. They experimented on other people. Brought them back from the dead. Luckily the island was destroyed, and presumably the virus perished along with it. I was lucky to be saved by the only other survivor. A man who later on became a double agent for us.” Paige thought she had lived a rough life, but it was nothing compared to Elliot’s experiences. “Oh Ryan, might I borrow your phone? I kind of lost mine amidst all the time travelling obviously.” He leant it to him, albeit confused.


Later on, Charlie and Steven had arrived at the house to see Elliot for themselves – he had called them. “Elliot! You’re back?” Half surprised, half ecstatic, they greeted him. “Listen, Elliot,” Charlie had to clear the air, “About the betrayal-” He interrupted her, “No apology is necessary. I mean look around, clearly you were right! You saved the country did you not?” No one could tell if he was being sarcastic or playful. Charlie looked over to Ryan inconspicuously. “And Steven! My friend, it’s so good to see you again!” He shook his hand. “Oh don’t look so tense you two. Ryan has already told me the devastating news,” Elliot was lying in an attempt to catch them out. “Oh…” Charlie began, believing that this explained Elliot’s unlikely reactions, “Look, I really am sorry. If I knew it was going to be her, I would never have cuffed you. Nor would I have let her fight with us. But just know, her bravery did do us all a favour. Even if it only bought us a matter of seconds, it’s a death that will never be forgotten, ever Elliot.” He breathed in deeply, Ryan bowed his head, preparing for Elliot’s emotions to shine through, “I was referring to Derrick…” Charlie and Steven froze. “But I’m not stupid. There’s really only one person who could affect me as much as you anticipate. Please, tell me it’s not really who you’re talking about.” Charlie stepped over to him and put her hand on his shoulder. “It was. And really I am so very sorry… Kira is gone.” Solemnly, Elliot walked off deeper into Ryan’s house, namely the bathroom.


“Elliot please, come out,” Charlie didn’t leave the door, but he had locked it. They could hear him snivelling on the other side. “We didn’t leave her, if that’s any consolation. Look we didn’t know if you were ever going to return Elliot. We took the funeral upon ourselves. It was a proper one. It was free as well actually, the parlour recognised our faces as the people who saved Great Britain. But never mind the financial side of it all. She had a neat coffin, and she was given her own personal area under the tree. Even people who didn’t know her gathered around to honour her sacrifice. Elliot?” Charlie herself felt heart-wrenched. “Elliot please man, open up.” But still, he would not unlock the door.


In the living room meanwhile, Ryan and Steven were learning from Paige. “So you see, our government was literally aliens. I don’t mean that as a conspiracy theory, I mean that as fact. Heck I even killed some of them.” They weren’t entirely sure how much of the story had been exaggerated. “So what’s the deal with Elliot then? I mean that man is strange. He’s friends with a woman who travels through time as essentially a day job. And yet here I see him locking himself inside a ‘bathroom’? Whatever that is.” This had confused Ryan and Steven, “You don’t have bathrooms in the future? Do you even have toilets?” Paige looked confused, “A what sorry? Is that a foreign word or something?” They looked at each other shocked, “So… how do you reckon they…” Ryan and Steven laughed with each other. “Can you keep it down?” Charlie called out from the hallway. They apologised, but this brought Paige back to her original question, “So what happened?” Ryan looked at Steven, nodding at him as gesture to answer. “It’s not been easy for him. In the past year and a third – or there about – he’s had his girlfriend die on him, he’s had many of his friends die on him, he’s killed many people – but with good reason, and now he’s just been told his niece has died on him.” Paige was shocked, “He’s killed people? Why?” To Ryan and Steven, this was normal life now, “Well, both of us have too. It was necessary to stop a far greater evil. But the thing about Elliot is that he stopped. He put his guns down and stopped fighting. He’s conflicted within his mind, and now that’s going to be exposed more than ever. He will need a lot of support. I bet if he never killed that captain Salatin in the first place, he’d not be in this situation. He grew into something far darker than any evil we faced. It’s up to us three to help him, we’re his closest friends.” Paige wasn’t sure about that however, “Well, I get that I was his friend from the future, but he wasn’t really there for that long.” Ryan looked at her intently, “He’s distraught. We must help him.” He gazed at her, eventually she clocked that Elliot would indeed need someone like her as support – someone like Kira.
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Mon 7 May 2018 - 10:22

The Life of Elliot #52 [Volume 4] – Sweet Dreams:


Here he was again. Elliot found himself back in that same hospital room from his nightmares. Again, he was lying on the bed, and also again, the hooded figure was sitting in the corner of the room. This time however, Elliot was already fully awake. “Well then. Here we are again. So, you might as well just get straight to the point. I don’t care who you really are behind that hood. All I need to know is that you’re the symbol of Death and Hard Times.” Elliot stared intently, no longer did he fear this entity. It rose out of the chair, and strode over to his bedside. It looked down upon him, and began to whisper something which at first was inaudible. “I can’t hear you. Stop playing games, if something is to be known, then it must be known now!” Elliot demanded, and eventually his ears homed in on what the figure was saying, “Aim. Shoot. Kill your leaders.” Elliot was completely baffled by what it was saying. “What? Did I hear that right? What leaders?” He asked, but the figure only repeated itself, “Aim. Shoot. Kill your leaders.” Elliot glared into its masked face, and at first didn’t say anything, but eventually thought of something that had to be said, “Your last prediction was false. You got it wrong. It was Kira who died. Hardly who you said it would be.” The figure again only repeated itself, “Aim. Shoot. Kill your leaders.” He became drowsy, and dozed off. Although in this context, that really meant the opposite.


Back in the real world, Charlie had decided Elliot best be left to himself. She had returned to the living room, and had called upon some old friends to join her, Steven and Ryan. “Alright everyone. So, first thing’s first. Given Elliot’s condition, it appears as though I am still in charge of the Resistance. I highly doubt he will ever take charge of this militia again; we are all aware of the recent turn of events that are likely to turn him far more passive. Secondly, we have a new member: Paige. She will be joining our group, and I know we were disbanded, but we still have an incomplete mission. I’m sure you all remember Chancellor Aidan. He double-crossed the malicious government in order to help us, risking his life in the process. Our information tells us that he was detained in a specialist prison. Following the government collapse, the prison was locked down from the inside and placed under quarantine. Exactly what happened remains unknown, however allegedly there is an extreme biohazard virus in there. Possibly as high as Level 4. Therefore, I have called upon you because I trust you more than anyone else, we’ve worked together in the past and we now must do it again. We saved lives before, we saved everyone else, now we can afford to sit back and save our own. So, a raid on the prison. Who’s in?” Charlie looked around the room at everyone. “Naturally,” Steven was the first to raise his hand. “Well, I’ve fought aliens. I’ve never combatted a ‘biohazardous’ disease before,” Paige was the next to fall in line. Nate put himself forward, prompting Eleanor and Lamar to follow. Paul, Gabriel and Seth were very much all for one now, therefore they too were all in. 


“Excellent. That’s everyone. Except for you,” Charlie looked to Ryan who was debating still, “Are you in?” Everyone looked to him now. He thought about Elliot, and on his behalf, decided to opt in, “Oh yes, I’m in…” He knew he would regret this decision, but someone had to act for Elliot. “What about Maddison? And Olivia? And Dalton? Heck, what about Eileen?” Charlie suggested, but Ryan and Steven both declined these ideas, “Maddison? No way, I’m not putting her in harm’s way again,” Ryan protested. “Yeah, nor am I putting my sister forward for the same reason,” Steven added. “I don’t think anyone has been in contact with Dalton. He said he’d be ok, but I’m 99% sure he’s currently homeless. As for Eileen, well I really don't know where she is. Can’t really throw her into all this. She was asleep half the time we were performing an uprising.” Everyone had caught on to Ryan and Maddison’s relationship just from how defensive he got over her and her mother.


Elliot was slouched against the bathroom wall. He woke up in a normal way, but a set of words were etched on his mind, “Aim. Shoot. Kill your leaders down.” He had no clue what the words meant. He was tempted to just go back to sleep again, but was interrupted by the sound of knocking from the front door. Presuming the others were still in the house, he waited for one of them to open the door. But as the knocking intensified, it seemed like no one else was there. He unlocked the door and headed for the entrance. When he reached the front room, he was curious as to where everyone had vanished off to. He pulled the front door open, and was greeted with another familiar face: Maddison. 


“Elliot?” She had no idea he was ‘back’, “But… You… What?” She was at a loss for words. “Yes, I’m back. Yes, I know about Kira. Yes, I know I’ve been gone for two months in your time. What do you want?” He had answered all of Maddison’s questions in one hit except for one, “Is Ryan in?” He rolled his eyes and slammed the door, despite the short time he had been back, he too had caught on to their relationship. Maddison had wedged her foot in the door, pushing it back open, “Where is he? Charlie called me on his phone telling me to come here urgently.” Elliot shrugged, “Just what I’d like to know. Steven, Charlie, Ryan, they were all here earlier, so where are they now?”


After a lengthy journey, the Resistance had arrived at the quarantine area. It was under constant guard. “Well, well. Look who we have here. The group that saved this county,” the chief security office anticipated their arrival. “You’re welcome to go in by all means and check out this ‘contagion’ for yourself, but you’ll need to put on hazmat suits first. I take it you have weapons still?” Charlie waved her hand sideways, “Sort of. We have several handguns, but no larger rifles. Might I ask why we would need weapons for this mission?” The man sighed, “I think you’d better see for yourselves, I need you to split into two teams,” he turned to the other guards, “I want one of you to take the second team to the rear entrance of the prison. Remember, you do not enter without a hazmat suit,” he reinforced this rule.


“They’re not answering!” Maddison had tried calling several of the group. “Elliot, where do you personally think they went?” He shrugged, “I’ve absolutely no idea. I’d like to think they haven’t done anything too stupid, but I honestly wouldn’t be surprised with someone as stubborn as Charlie in charge,” that comment caused his ears to ring, he dropped and covered them. “Whoa, are you ok?” Maddison came to his aid. “I’m fine,” he coughed and brought himself up again, there was something about Charlie that gave him a demonic feeling. “We need to find them. I have an idea, but it’s very much a last resort, and it won’t have consequences. Try all of them one last time, leave as many voicemails as you can. They must answer.” Maddison was confused by his firmness, but agreed nonetheless.


Charlie had split everyone into two teams. Her team consisted of herself, Ryan, Steven, Lamar, and Seth. The team entering the rear side of the building consisted of Paul, Nate, Gabriel, Paige and Eleanor. “Alright, is everyone’s suit tightly secured?” The security chief checked. “Yea, now come on let’s get this done with,” Charlie was eager to repay her favour to Aidan. The chief opened the door slowly, “Tread carefully and gently,” he whispered and turned on his flashlight. “Last one in make sure you close the door behind you.” As they all filed in one by one, they headed down the staircase. Being the last one in, Ryan closed the door behind them; as he did so, the noise quietly resonated, returned by a strange grunt from the distance. “That noise, I recognise it. I swear I’ve heard it before,” Steven remarked, “I don’t like it one bit.” The security chief had been unnecessarily ambiguous about the danger they were facing. “Even after all you guys went through; I doubt even you would believe what is within these walls. I won’t tell you until you see it with your own eyes. Try not to use your pistols unless absolutely necessary.” Again, the ambiguity was unnecessary.


Eventually they reached the main part of the prison. The cells were weird, they weren’t barred, instead they were encased by glass walls, the door too was glass. As they cautiously proceeded, they noticed one of the cell walls had been smashed open, the glass shards were oddly shattered over the cell – someone had broken in to rather than escaped from it. “Why are there no prisoners? Or wardens? If they’re infected, then where are they?” Charlie whispered. “They’re not really infected as such. It’s more of a curse. The disease that they had, it didn’t matter whether they were bitten or not. The events here proved that the contagion was airborne. It resided within all of them.” Charlie and Steven froze at this information, “Bitten? Wait… oh no. I get it now. This infection…” Steven remembered the time he was bitten by a zombie in the underground. “It’s the undead…”
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Thu 10 May 2018 - 20:17

The Life of Elliot #53 [Volume 4] – Pathogen:


“What? You know who they are?” The security chief was shocked. “Look out!” Charlie noticed one of the zombies at the far end of the cell corridor, a prisoner lumbering towards them. “It’s ok! Don’t shoot it! There’s a much more peaceful way for it to happen,” he produced a needle from his belt, and injected the man, he stopped groaning and collapsed to the ground. “The disease… you said it is airborne,” Ryan had noticed a major problem. “We were ambushed by these things in the London underground. That was last Autumn, but not a single one of us came back as a zombie.” The security chief scratched his head, “Well, the airborne idea was just a theory. Maybe it isn’t. But security footage revealed that even personnel within this facility who weren’t bitten had also… turned. Normal people who were just working, suddenly just started going all fuzzy, they became savage.” Things still didn’t add up however, “Steven here was cured though. He was bitten on his arm, we cut that arm off and he didn’t change. Literally, feel his arm, it’s a fake rubber one. Good prosthetics, but still prosthetics nonetheless,” Charlie noted. More groaning emanated from up ahead. “Research & Development is just up ahead, if Aidan had any sense he would’ve headed straight to this area, it has an emergency lockdown procedure built in. The only survivors will be in there. Let’s move.” They all carried on, but Ryan looked back to make sure that there was no danger behind them.


Unable to reach any of the others, Elliot and Maddison had reached their last resort. “Are you sure this will work?” Maddison checked with him. “I’m positive, just give me the sleeping pills. You would never understand Maddie, but trust me in that this works.” Reluctantly, she handed them to him. “Whatever happens, you do not wake me up. If they’re in danger, I’ll need all the information.” She had no idea how dreaming would help their situation at all, but still trusted the idea.


The team had reached Research & Development, but there was no sign of the other party. “The back entrance takes longer. But it was necessary, if we all used the same entrance and got trapped, the zombies could easily hunt us. But in two smaller teams, we have a chance,” the security chief explained. “Lamar, Seth, I need you two to stay out here and guard us. You see anything, give us a shout. You do not fire unless you are about to be directly attacked. Don’t start the fight yourselves,” Charlie ordered. “Alright, open the shutters. Time for the moment of truth.” They were all ready for whatever was inside, as the shutters slowly rose.  As they lifted, they saw only one man inside. “That’s him! Aidan!” Charlie ran over to him, shaking him vigorously.


Charlie took his pulse, and then nodded at the others. “He’s alive. Now we’ve got to him out of here.” Startlingly, he woke up and breathed in loudly. Everyone jolted back. “Aidan. It’s me, Charlie! Remember? You helped the Resistance! You saved the country!” He looked at her, “Course I remember that girl. How stupid do you think I am?” He remarked, and looked around the room. “The infected! Look out for the infected!” He shouted, and Charlie covered his mouth, “Shut up! You’ll draw them nearer! Now come on, we need to get out of here.” She helped him onto his feet. “Wait,” the security chief stopped him, “How did you survive? Everyone here turned, except for you, why?” He removed his arm from Charlie’s shoulder. “You must’ve presumed the disease is airborne then?” He nodded. “You’re both right and wrong. Yes, it is airborne, no not everyone is infected. Do any of you know what toxoplasma is?” They all looked blankly at him. “Toxoplasma is a parasitical disease. Around 50% of Earth’s population is infected with it, either from birth or conceived environmentally. That’s how the infection works. It leeches onto that toxoplasma, it mutates you, changes you. Like a parasite, it takes you over. But that’s not to say if you don’t have toxoplasma you can’t get infected – one bite is all it takes and you can turn within a matter of hours.” Ryan still wasn’t satisfied however, “But there were over a thousand of us living in the underground. We were ambushed by a zombie horde, yet no one turned. You’re telling me no one down there had toxoplasma?” He shook his head, “The contents of the air are stronger. The smell of the underground, just think about it. It could easily outmatch a virus like that any day; remember, zombies don’t breathe, it’s the air that comes in contact with their skin which gets infected. As long as you took the zombies down, you’d be fine. The disgusting underground air being limited and all would’ve stopped you from infection – unless someone was bitten. In which case, those people would die unless they were ‘put down’. Steven looked away, “We had to. We had to put a few people down…” something which plagued him, as inferred by his expressions.


Elliot was back in the dream world, again he was in the hospital bed. The hooded figure was already lumbering over him this time however. “You know why I’ve come. I need to know where they are.” But it was unresponsive, it made no comment nor showed any signs of movement. “I’m being firm with you, because I don’t care about these pathetic little games. I just need the information. Tell it to me! Now!” Again, it was unresponsive. “Dreams can last anywhere from seconds to an hour. I’ll wait the latter amount of time if I must. It doesn’t matter if I wake up, I’ll just come back over and over again. I can take myself to this place, heck I just have. Only by falling asleep. It’s that easy. So you better start talking.” Yet still, it did not respond.


Aidan was still explaining the zombie contagion. “We’re not going to end up in an apocalypse. This infection will die out soon enough. In limited spaces, the air is thin, it’s hard for it to spread on rotten air. In open air, there’s a lot more ‘freshness’, a lot of freer space. That is how an apocalypse would start. Half the population would turn, most of the rest would get bitten and turn as well. With the destruction of Lieutenant Matthew’s island however, this building is the last place the infection is at. It’s this substance called SM-52 – It stands for Shearman’s Gas 1952. ‘Patient Zero’ for this outbreak is still amongst over half a century later. Her name is Leslie, she was his assistant, now she’s just a mindless zombie. Again, she’s in this facility along with the cylinder containing the gas. Some idiot scientist here opened it, believing it was safely contained. But it wasn’t, the entire prison was overcome. Except for me and a few others. Trouble is I think they all got bitten, partly my fault of course. I put myself first and locked this room down. Selfish, but smart,” He smiled innocently. Steven pinned him against the wall, “Listen buddy, this virus… it almost killed me. It could’ve got my sister too! You may be playing on our side now, but once upon a time you would’ve killed Elliot in a heartbeat. Now currently, he’s grieving over his niece due to an evil organisation that YOU helped to evolve.” Charlie pulled his arms away from Aidan, “Enough Steven! We need him! Without his information, the country would never have been saved. He still can be helpful. Now pack it in!” He looked disgusted at her, “Yes ma’am,” he sarcastically saluted, and turned away – he couldn’t see the real Charlie anymore.

Elliot had been moved to a different location, though he could not recall this happening – again though, anything can happen in dreams. He now found himself facing a narrow mirror in a dimly lit and claustrophobic room. “A mirror?” Elliot inquired. The hooded figure pointed at the mirror. Cautiously, Elliot turned to face it. “What? What am I supposed to be looking at? My own reflection? What did I do?” He turned back to the figure, but it had disappeared from view. Seeing no other option, Elliot faced the mirror again. After several seconds of nothing, the reflection slowly became distorted, and was quietly fading out. He began to hear voices, people he recognised but could not pinpoint. Some of the voices were happy and laughing, while others were much sadder and crying. As Elliot went to cover his ears, he remembered what the whole point of this tribulation was, he needed to go through with it to get the answers he sought. The reflection began to form a location, one which was unknown to Elliot. “It looks like… a prison maybe?” He could see people fighting their way out – he recognised the faces of the friends he was looking for. “Charlie! Ryan! All of them. What the heck are they doing there?” He could clearly see they were not holding up well, and that they were being overrun. “No… No! I won’t let anyone else go!” Elliot swung his hand at the mirror, and surprisingly, it reached into the reflection. Half-scared and half-determined, Elliot stepped fully into the mirror…
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Post by LastOfTheSonics on Mon 14 May 2018 - 17:16

The Life of Elliot #54 [Volume 4] – It’s Gonna Be You:

Stepping fully into the mirror, Elliot ran over to his distressed friends. “Ryan! Hold on!” Elliot rushed to aid his best friend, throwing all the zombies off of him. But what he saw broke him, Ryan too was now a zombie. He backed away out of fear and shock – Ryan groaning and staggering towards him. He heard screams from the further side of the ward, noticing Charlie and Steven being overrun. “No! I won’t let this happen! Stop this! Stop it now!” He covered his face with his hands and crouched onto the floor, clenching his head tightly. Gently, he opened his eyes again; he was still in the same crouched position, but was now back in the hospital. “Please… what was that?” He was short of breath still and terrified as well. “How do I stop this? He begged. “Aim. Shoot. Kill your leaders,” the entity finally spoke, but it was only repeating its own words. “What the heck does that mean?” He sounded fed up now. “Aim. Shoot. Kill your leaders,” again, it only repeated itself. Elliot dropped himself completely on the ground, giving up with his search for answers. He returned to the real world…

He jumped awake, startling Maddison, “Anything?” she looked surprised, but was eager for answers as well. “No… nothing conclusive anyway.” He paused for a moment, and slowly his expression widened upon realising something. “Wait… Oh no. Oh no!” He looked terrified, “I can’t do that! I don’t want to do that! I just simply can’t… and yet, I must. Power is manipulative – one is broken; therefore, the others must be saved.” His mystical words only confused Maddison even further, “Do what? What must you do?” He looked up at her, “We might already be too late. How do I do this? To do this I must know where they are! Yet I do not. The information is too vague. We have to keep trying!” He jumped up, his mind set on a certain task. “Um… what should I do? Elliot?” Maddison offered her help as he marched out of the house.

Steven had made sure everyone was armed, both teams were now allied together. “Everyone ready?” They all nodded amongst the groaning from all over the prison. “Aidan? You got your mind set?” He swallowed, and nodded. “Let’s do it then.” Stealthily, they began their journey through the prison corridors. “Where’s Charlie?” Ryan whispered. “She’ll be fine. She thinks she can manage on her own anyway.” Steven appeared to have turned against her.

They reached a section of the prison with a walkway above them. “I don’t remember coming this way,” Ryan pointed out and everyone agreed. But Steven refused to let them down, “We have to keep moving guys. The more we remain idle, the easier it is for the zombies to pin us down.” They respected his advice, and continued moving through the prison.

“Hey! Hey you lot!” Elliot was waving his arms about, desperately seeking the attention of the security guards. “In there, there’s people,” he tried to catch his breath, “My friends are in there! They don’t know what they’re in for. Hazmat suits can’t save them from death! You have to let me go in, please.” He begged, but they refused him entry. “You’d have to clear that with the security chief, but he’s in there with them I’m afraid.” He backed away. “You know who I am, right? Elliot. The man who lead a movement which saved this country.” They still shook their heads, “And we respect that, but no one else goes in until someone else comes out.” He clenched his fists, “Then I’ll just stay here. I ran all this way; I’m not going back now.”

Steven attempted to slide open a connecting door, but it was jammed. “Someone give us a hand would they? Nate, Paul, Lamar?” They all came over to assist, but it would not budge still. “Alright, everyone now. Ryan, Eleanor, Gabriel all of you!” Now the entire team was forcing themselves against the door, “It’s creaking! I think we’ve almost got it!” Suddenly, the door slid open rapidly, everyone tumbled over into the next room. They were ambushed by a large horde of zombies. “Crikey!” Steven jolted back, falling onto his back as well. Everyone fired at the horde – despite their slow speed, the vast amount of them was indeed pushing them back. “It’s not working!” Gabriel was losing strength. “Ok everyone, listen up,” Charlie began, “On the count of three, jump back and spray down all of the zombies!” Everyone took deep breaths. “Three… two… one… now!”

But as they all jumped back from the door, gunshots resonated from the other side. All the zombies were gunned down. Once they had all dropped, Elliot and the security guards were standing behind the horde. “My goodness… Elliot?” Aidan couldn’t believe how different Elliot appeared to their last encounter. He slowly approached him, treading carefully over the corpses. “Look at you…” He examined his face. “I can see a beard coming on too! Wow!” Despite how odd this was; it was the most relaxed moment the group had had in a long time.
But the moment was short-lived, as Charlie returned through the back of the cell block. “Guys! We have to move, now!” She ran through everyone, as they all prepared their weapons. A second horde encroached from where Charlie had entered. “Oh my word!” Eleanor called out. “Don’t be afraid, we can do this!” Steven reassured her, “Now!” Everyone backed up slowly and opened fire.
At the front, things were not any better. “Elliot! Help!” Charlie was attempting to fend off a zombie with her hands. “Hang on! Stand still!” Elliot tried to line up his pistol, but the two were moving about too quickly. Losing control, Charlie had a moment of weakness, she screamed out as the zombie bit into her shoulder. “Charlie no!” Now, Elliot had nothing to lose. He took a lucky shot at the zombie, and then another to take it down.
Later that evening following their escape from the prison, Elliot, Steven, Ryan and Olivia were all waiting outside Charlie’s hospital room. The door opened, as her doctor as well as Aidan exited from the room. Everyone was eager to hear good news. “I think that… perhaps, Doctor Aidan should tell you,” the hospital doctor walked away, with a look of remorse on his face. “Well? What’s the news? Tell us Aidan!” Steven was more eager than the others. “Steven… I’m not sure how to put it into words without breaking you. You um… you understand how the zombie bite works? Correct?” He refused to answer, but Aidan continued anyway. “She’s completely infected… now I’ve spoken with the hospital doctors, the best thing to do now is to just, put her down.” Steven retorted, “But I got bit once! Look! You see this arm? This arm is fake! It’s rubber with metal stuffed inside, you know why? Because I got bit on that arm! But look at me, I’m still alive and breathing!” Elliot tried to calm Steven down. Aidan explained the bite more deeply, “An arm, a leg, a foot, a hand; they can all be amputated. The source of the infection can be cut off. But a shoulder? I’m sorry… you’d all best go and say your goodbyes. If we turn off the life support, she’ll just come back as a zombie, one of you has to put her down… yourself.”

Tearfully, they were all listening to her final words. “Steven: You’ve had my back so many times, in the past. Perhaps one day, in another place, I can return that favour for you. But not here, not in this life. Olivia: You look after him. You be a good sister, and you look after your big brother. Ryan: Every time someone dies, you seem to lose more and more faith. But do not fear. Remember, there is always something left worth fighting for. And Elliot: You’ve had the worst and most bizarre experience out of the entire group. You’ve seen too much, just don’t let it break you. Because one day, you’re going to find yourself alone, no one else will be with you anymore. You have to keep in control of yourself, because it’s gonna be you…” She swallowed hard was everyone looked away. “I won’t make it harder on any of you. Steven, please, give me the pistol…” While at first he refused, he looked at her expression, she appeared to be relieved for some unknown reason. Wiping his eyes, he placed it in her hand, and gripped her fingers around it. “You all need to leave now…” And so, without a word, they all slowly drifted out.
They all sat outside the room. The corridor was silent, the ticking of the clock behind them seemed to get louder and louder. But suddenly, an unwelcome noise filled their ears: a gunshot from within Charlie’s room. The shot which would haunt them forever…

Volume 4 Ends here!
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The Life of Elliot – Epilogue:

Ryan. Thank you. Thank you for everything you did, and for who you were. You meant a lot to me. And the memories I have of you, I’ll never forget them, how could I ever? I was thinking back to my favourite one; that very first day we were allowed onto our school field. It doesn’t seem like it’s been all that long, but it has, oh it really has. I remember everyone on the field on that day, all of our friends, and even new people that we would later acquaint ourselves with.

I remember that was also the day I first met Lucy, I remember how judgemental you were of her too; but it looks like everything worked out in the end. You know, there’s not a thing I wouldn’t do to go round again. To go all the way back to the start, to when our lives were as simple as that. Look at all that’s happened since, I mean Lucy isn’t even with us anymore, I hope she’s taking good care of you up there.

I know I mustn’t grow up too fast now. We embarked on such a large journey with Olivia, Maddison, Steven and all those wonderful people. But it just isn’t what should’ve been. Our lives should’ve been normal, but we can never change that now. And I can’t change the fact that I’m growing up, but I can slow it down.

Goodbye Ryan, I’ll never forget you.

-Elliot

And so, that brings this fan series to a close. I really hope you enjoyed reading these chapters as much as I enjoyed writing them. Thank you for following the adventure! 

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