Chapter-102. The Last Survivor

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'We'll make it..."

Words stabbed out of Ezra's dry throat.

'We'll make it...'

His legs buckled under the unbearable weight of exhaustion and starvation, but he gritted his teeth, refusing to fall.

'We're almost there...'

His every step was a cruel punishment, as he pushed through the pain, punishing himself for his own weakness, but determined to keep going no matter the cost.

'We'll make it. Stay with me, Ellery. A little longer. A little further.'

His voice cracked, as hope and desperation bled into every word.

He had chanted the same words like prayers over a thousand times during their ten-day journey through a hell called hope.

And when they finally reached the gate, it was just the two of them - the last survivors. Everyone else had fallen.

Ezra collapsed against the gate, his breath ragged and uneven. With trembling hands, he gently eased Ellery to the ground, her back resting against the cold wall. Impatience surged through him when minutes passed, but the gate didn't open. 'We made it! We're here!' Ezra's fist slammed against the gate. 'Let us out! Open the gate!'

Ellery just stared at Ezra, her hollow eyes brimming with tears, silently begging him to stop.

'The gate... will open for... the last survivor...' Ellery mumbled, her voice barely more than a whisper.

Panic sank its claws into Ezra's dying hope, tearing it apart, but the gate didn't budge. He turned, frantic, searching for the hidden cameras, the eyes that monitored them.

'J-just take her out! I'll stay here. Help her. Please! I'm begging you...' he cried, his voice breaking as he got to his knees. Tears streaked his grime-covered face. Ellery weakly shook her head.

'Don't kneel... don't beg...' Ellery reached out to him as tears streamed down her hollow cheeks.

Scrubbing his tears away with the back of his hand, Ezra took Ellery's frail hand in his, his fingers shivering as they closed around hers.

'I'm sorry... Ezra... I-I...' Ellery took in laboured breaths.

'Don't talk. Save your energy-'

'I w-w-won't make it-'

'You will...' Ezra shook his head, refusing to accept the truth, his grip tightening around her hand as she caressed the dirt off his cheeks. 'Listen to me for once...' she smiled faintly through her tears, her chin quivering. 'You are our last hope.'

'No-'

'Live a long life, Ezra-' 'No-'

'Live for me...' Ellery struggled to breathe. 'Live for all of us... for e-everyone who couldn't make it. Ok? P-promise me... you'll live. Live a long happy life...'

as if Ezra was a

eyes froze in the wheel of time as the light dimmed in them. It was as

His fists met the concrete with relentless fury, each punch shattering his own bones, blood splattering from his fingers and knuckles

reverberated in my chest; a force so powerful it felt like a creature trying to break out of my ribcage. It was a pain I

you. Just show up and I'll forgive you... don't you fucking abandon me now...' he sobbed, pressing his forehead

Ezra's world imploded into a void of ringing silence. Forcing himself to stand, he limped

though the name itself would revive her. 'Stay with me, Ellery. We can still make it.

At that

got the wrong gate,' he said, his voice distant, broken. 'You heard them, didn't you, El? It's probably

shook my head, biting

yourself, Ezra... please... stop... just stop now..."

a deep breath and spoke in a shaking

body for days... until her body

vision, and each shaky breath felt like it might be my last. I shut my eyes, desperate

It was his,

said, staring at Ezra's eyes peering at Ellery's dead body with eyes more dead. An ominous panic bubbled inside me, rising like a storm in my chest. Before I knew, I was on my feet, scrambling forward as though I could cross time and space and walk into the bloody grounds

toward the clouds of memories, as though I could somehow

Asher's hand gripped mine, pulling

in my mind

that moment, I wasn't rational enough to reason anything. My mind couldn't process the past from the present. All

into his embrace. I clenched his overcoat, my ears ringing from the deafening

***

in silence - in the dark, empty memories that

howled and screeched in my mother's private office. I didn't see my mother frantically looking around at the data

she could to

to the FA facility, as though she was running away from

didn't want me to see, but

me, but I no longer knew if they were to hide me from the painful memories or to hide

***

walls were shattered; the ground scorched black like charcoal, and everything had

witnessed the overpowering moment when Ezra walked out of the walls walking amidst the raining embers. Flames

ran towards Alpha Deimos and Raven, who were standing on the ruined grounds at

history just like my healers. Prove your worth. Go, bring

spreading, faster than

the fire to stop Ezra were reduced to ashes in

looming shadows, dancing with

mutating at an

DNA is breaking

It's rearranging,

of surviving healers read out the data loudly from their

I saw

a power

the walls is showing

assembling into

yelled above

body is too weak to

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