The Resistance: Back to Battle (COMPLETED)

The Resistance: Back to Battle

1.

The train headed quickly to the place I hadn’t seen in a year. Butterflies beat in my stomach and my brain was in overdrive. I’d been travelling non-stop for a year, hunting the hunters alone. Looking over my shoulder for him everywhere I went but finding nothing. Waking up screaming alone with no arms wrapped around me. Nobody dried my tears anymore.

I wasn’t the same girl who had left a year ago. I’d changed little in my appearance. I’d grown slightly taller and my hair had grown an inch but other than that I looked the same. It was my personality that had changed most dramatically. Death was a regular occurrence now. I killed hunters everywhere I went or should I say I made them kill themselves. I rarely relied on others and I didn’t keep in contact with my old friends. My powers were strong but sometimes I missed the extras like being able to read minds and being able to communicate with my old partner.

The reminder of him made the butterflies multiply. The destination loomed ever closer and the memories of my last conversation there swam around and around in my head. It had been a Saturday only a month after the death of Jason, our mentor. I sat alone in the living room of our house reading. Lucas walked in.

“Ana-Belle, we need to talk,” he said and ran his fingers through his hair. I closed my beloved ‘Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows’ book and placed it on my lap. I nodded for him to continue, still lost in the magical world.

“I can’t do this anymore Ana-Belle. I’m not happy,” he muttered and I narrowed my eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t be with you anymore. Right now I have to look after myself and I can’t always be worrying about you. I’m sorry.” He didn’t sound sorry. He sounded scripted and emotionless and I couldn’t let him see me cry.

“So it’s over?” I said, coldly. He nodded and wouldn’t look me in the eye.

My heart ripped in two and my eyes filled with tears. I swallowed a lump in my throat and tried not to throw my book at his face. I looked straight at him and he had no choice but to look me in the eye.

“Rot in hell,” I whispered and stood up abruptly. A flash of surprise passed quickly over his perfect features and I fled the room. I packed my bags and left without a goodbye. I hadn’t seen any of them since.

Until today. Today I’d have to face them all. I’d have to face him. I had no idea how I would be received. Maybe they hated me for leaving. Maybe they wouldn’t be able to stand the sight of me. I almost hoped they just didn’t care anymore.

The weight of the memory made me nauseas. I closed my eyes. Images of them passed before my eyes: Lucas, Carmen, Lila, Hope, Parker, Jake, Adam. Adam. I was coming home because Adam had gone missing. Adam and Carmen had broken before Lucas and I had. They said the decision to break up was mutual but it wasn’t. Neither of them had wanted to break up but they had been ripped apart. They just couldn’t face the chance that they could lose each other forever so they drifted apart. Adam stayed with us for a while but finally couldn’t face it and he took off as well. Now he was missing and it was our job to find him and bring him home. I only hoped we’d find him alive.

I wondered for the umpteenth time how Carmen was doing. She must have been a mess. She’d called me the day before and told me calmly that Adam had disappeared and they needed me. I left immediately.

If there was one person that I had missed as much as Lucas it was Carmen. Every time I’d thought about her, I almost turned back but then I thought of Lucas and moved further away. I’d gone to every continent and killed hunters in every one. I met people like us and had even stayed with some of them. Everywhere I went the story was the same; the people started out loving every single one of their team and the stress of the job made them lose each other. For a year the team hadn’t been whole and now I was going back but the team would still be broken. Everything had changed in such a short space of time and I couldn’t help but daydream constantly about the days when we were a whole team; when Jason was alive and Luke and Annie were inseparable and ganged up on everyone else, when Carmen and Adam were so in love, when Lila and Parker hid their relationship and Hope and Jake were the couple everyone wanted to be like.

Now Jason was dead, Luke and Annie were now just Lucas and Ana-Belle and hadn’t spoken in a year, Carmen didn’t even know where Adam was, Lila and Parker had broken like everyone else but the only thing that was constant was Hope and Jake whose love never faltered.

My heart ached for the old times but I knew it could never be the same. Lucas didn’t love me and my best friends and I hadn’t seen each other in 2 years. Adam was missing and there was a chance that we’d never find him. It was the worst feeling ever.

I let my mind wander into the place I’d begged it not to go. I thought about Adam for the first time since Carmen had told me. I thought about his kind smile and how he’d never failed to make me laugh. I remembered his shameless flirting and the time he’d punched Lucas for me. He was one of the most amazing people I’d ever met and I’d wasted all the time I could have spent with him running away from the boy who’d pushed me away.

Suddenly I was filled with a hatred for Lucas. I shouldn’t have left; I should have made him go. He’d made his choice so why did I have to pay for it?

The train reached the stop before mine and my heart skipped a beat. What would I find when I got there? Did they miss me? Did they hate me? Did Lucas look any different? Had he rotted in hell like I’d suggested? That was merely wishful thinking.

Minutes later, the train lurched to a stop at my station and I stepped out on to the platform.