Chapter 2 LOST.

"I'm pregnant Xavier, I'm really pregnant," Kate said to her husband for the third time.

He was speechless, "Since when?" he sounded confused.

"I don't know, the past few weeks they say," Kate said, shoving the report to his chest. He took it but without reading, he enveloped her in the tightest hug as he spun her around the room. When they were out of breath, he stopped to give her a hearty kiss. But there was a knock on the front door along with the voice of Bertha's mom.

There was panic noticeable in Emily's voice, this wasn't some prank.

"What's happened?" Xavier asked immediately.

Seeing her daughter wasn't with her, Kate's motherly instinct went off. "Where is Genesis? What has happened to her?"

Xavier held his wife back "Calm down, let's hear her out"

"The party started...and I, I let her out. But..but..." she stuttered.

"But what, Emily?" Xavier urged.

"I was still making cookies when they ran off to the beach, but, some hitmen loaded with guns suddenly came and started shooting people"

"WHAT?!" Kate screamed at the top of her voice, "what hit men? And my baby?"

"It happened at the beach, at the party. People are dead everywhere but it's only a matter of time before they get to the village. We have to run!!!" The urgency in her voice was evident. She wanted to run off but Xavier pulled her back.

"How can you say that and run?" Xavier scolded "my daughter is still missing!"

"My daughter is missing too, Xavier. But I barely made it out alive from the party. Their vans are coming this way. The least I could do was come and warn you" without another word, Emily ran off and that was the last time they would see her.

"Does that explain why the power has gone out?" Kate was shaking visibly.

Xavier had to stay strong for the both of them. "It also explains why the neighborhood is in a panic," he said, watching people run out of their houses.

"Was this what you meant? When you said we weren't safe here, was this what you meant?"

"I won't sugar coat this Kate, there is trouble, but you have to get out of here with our baby. You have to run and never look back"

"But–"

"I'll find Genesis, even if my life depends on it" Xavier assured. "Run Kate, run out of the village" she didn't want to leave her family behind. There was no way she'd forgive herself if they didn't make it out alive.

"I'll come with you! I won't leave without you"

Xavier smiled. "I won't have you do that Kate, it's not gonna be like in the movies, we won't waste all the time you have to flee to argue this out. I'll bring Genesis to you no matter what"

Kate swallowed hard, she also knew every second they stood there talking was Genesis being possibly closer to death.

"Go!" Kate had mustered up all the willpower she had to send off her husband. Xavier didn't want to go, he didn't want to think that Genesis could probably already be dead or worse, and he didn't want harm to come to his family or his unborn child.

So Kate wouldn't have to watch him go. She ran back into the house to take her phone as she thought of the best escape plan. But something kept whispering to her that there was no plan. JUST RUN!!!!

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Genesis had only gotten as far as the cave entrance towards the beach party, a little shortcut she and her friends had discovered, then she met a scary man.

One of the hitmen had found her, and he wasn't alone.

The ugly chubby male fellow was in black and covered in thick blood that smeared with a horrible stench, maybe it was the blood, or maybe his stink added to the smell. He was so deformed because someone had put up a good fight against him, he would have been killed if not for his good-looking partner here that shot his attacker in the back.

Genesis doubled back seeing the body of a man she had known too well on the floor at the feet of the chubby scary man.

Without another thought, Genesis ran away, but there was only so far she could go before the tall man caught her by the elbow and brought her back.

"Get away from me, you evil man!" She protested.

"What do we do with this one?" the tall guy asked.

The chubby guy smirked "It's a little one, the boss did say no survivor" his yellow teeth were on full display.

"Let's kill her"

Fear gripped Genesis. She bit the hand of the man to no avail, she had no luck escaping."Nooo!!!!"

"Argh, the brat" the tall guy shoved Genesis to the fat scum.

"Run along, I'm sure I can take care of her myself. It's just one little girl" the fat pig scum urged, holding Genesis with a deadly grip.

"Fine, but remember, no survivors!"

The pig snorted, waving the other guy away "Sure, sure I'll take care of it, I'm not a softy now, am I?"

With his firearm by his side, the tall guy ran off into the night leaving poor Genesis alone with the old pig.

"What are you going to do to me?!" Genesis asked with a sob.

He grinned again and Genesis's heart rate shot upwards "Oh, you're going to enjoy what I'm about to do to you" he held the collar of her swimsuit hurting her.

"Let go of me!!!" Genesis yelled. " Help! Help! Help! Someb..."

The man shut her up with a slap to her delicate face. Genesis went tumbling into the sand. She looked up at the horrible face of her captor. How she would do anything to get away from this man and be with her parents.

One sob led to another, and then Genesis was crying profusely on the sand. She gave herself one more try and shouted for help again only for her to receive a punch to the face.

At the impact of such a large hand, she fell unconscious on the sand.

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Genesis pov.

I'm just a little girl, I don't deserve to be shoved around by ugly monsters, all I want is to find my friends. I cried into my palms as I screamed for help the third time.

No, it's all in my head, I'm screaming but I'm not even hearing my own voice. My throat felt numb against my lungs.

I wanted my mom, I wanted my dad. Most of all, I wanted to wake up and realize that this was only a dream, then I'd cradle mom and tell her how much I love her.

But instead, I felt water encompassing my body, my tongue stung with a bitter taste, a flavor I later realized to be my own blood. My chest heaved with rapid beats, and my breath was caught in my lungs at each breath I took. My hands flung to my head, and my nose cried with unbearable pain. I remembered I had been punched, I passed out.

I wanted to open my eyes, was I still in danger? I asked myself. One thing I knew for sure was I was at the seashore, the waves ever so comforted me with its regular splashes, it beckoned me to come, to swim and explore its depths.

I believe my senses had not come to full consciousness as my brain struggled to find the mechanism to open my eyes. Worst of all, my legs felt extremely weak and numb, but...but...there was unbelievable pain there. In my lower abdomen, my waist, my lady area. It was as though I was being sawed through and hit with a hammer at the same time. I understood why I felt like I was running a marathon.

My eyes shot open as I cried in agony at the pain I felt, I realized with dread...

....i was being raped.

I screamed but my voice was no louder than a whisper. I pushed the heavy weight that was on top of me but my hands were too weak, my flesh ripped open, I could hear it, I could feel it. I could feel the blood trickle down my legs, I could feel it flow through my eyes. I closed my eyes praying a silent prayer within myself that my parents and friends were safe.

I also prayed to God......that I could just die, and almost immediately, I felt myself drift into the sleep of death...one I wished I would never wake up from.

Lost, I couldn't remember.....

.....remember my name.

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An eternity later, maybe I was in heaven, it smelled heavily of rose and lavender, but why did it take so long to get to heaven. I couldn't remember why I was even dead, or why I suddenly felt numb of emotions. I wasn't elated to be in paradise, I preferred more to see what hell looks like.

Were there superhumans there?

Was the devil even real?

What would happen if I threw a punch in his face?

Lol, he'll probably KILL ME!

Jokes on you Lucifer, hahahhahahhahaha!!!!!, im fucking dead......that was funny right?

But no one was listening to me, instead I started becoming more aware of my surroundings, I was hearing voices, I think the term should be, I was becoming conscious.

I opened my eyes slowly and it strained to adjust to the pain of the rays of light. Or to be more appropriate, a thousand rays of light. A man with a white coat I could recognize as a doctor's jacket stood over me with a torch to my eyes.

That shouldn't be in heaven.

There were mini people surrounding him peering to take a glimpse of me, I think they are elves! Although I doubt that conclusion is even right.

I don't think I was allowed the luxury to die, i'm not in heaven, and i'm definitely not in hades.

"She's awake!" a nurse declared as I awoke to full consciousness.

"We can see that, Carrie, now let us do our job!" the doctor snapped at her.

'Carrie? Why do I feel I know that name?'

I opened my mouth to speak but once again, my muscles felt too limp. I gave up and embraced the darkness once again.

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This time I woke up very strong, I don't know how long I was asleep, but I knew one thing for sure, I wasn't dead.

I sat up to my flowery amiable environment. Only one thing came to mind,

"I'm hungry..." I was surprised at how hoarse my voice was.

The door flung open and a nurse with the name tag Carrie walked in with a tray which she placed onto the table close to me before smiling at me full tooth.

It was heartwarming to see such a smile, but I couldn't reciprocate it. Instead, tears welled up in my eyes and threatened to spill.

A sob escaped my lips.

"Shh, shh, don't cry, don't use up your strength in tears" she rushed to me, hugging me.

I hugged her back but it felt alien.

With more persuasion I stopped crying. I drank the water she offered me and I felt more alive. I needed more, and so I drank more, and more, and more again, until I felt the unavoidable urge to pee.

"I have to pee..." I admitted feeling little pains in my private area.

"Okay" she replied and without hesitation she picked me up and placed my small figure over her shoulder then carried me to the bathroom.

To use the bathroom, I realized it was a very difficult process because I had stitches everywhere, but nurse Carrie helped me through it and in no time, I was back on the soft bed munching away at some noodles.

Nurse Carrie waited until I was done devouring the food she had delivered before she sat beside me to start a conversation.

"Hi" I muttered when she said nothing for three minutes.

"Hi dear" she smiled. "It's good to hear your voice, you sound a lot better" she shifted to face me.

"Do I know you?" I blurted.

I saw a surprise shoot in her eyes but it disappeared as she blinked.

"Do you think you do?" she asked.

I was confused about her, but I didn't know her so I shook my head and muttered a no.

She sighed heavily. "I have more questions dear, can you answer some of them for me?"

I nodded, having questions of my own.

"Do you remember anything that happened before today?" she asked.

I thought about it, the man in a white jacket, the nurse, 'Carrie', the lights and the unexplainable weakness I felt. I remembered all that but that's all.

"Carrie" I said and she jumped slightly at the mention of her name.

"I remember hearing your name in some time ago, when you were probably treating me"

She sighed visibly once again.

"Do you remember your parents, your friends?"

I cowered at those questions, but I didn't seem to find an answer to them.

I shook my head again, "No"

"Do you remember your name?" she asked and I felt a tinge of pain in my head.

What was my name? What is my name? Why couldn't I remember? There was a memory, floating just at the peak of the pain.

'Lost, I couldn't remember.....

.....remember my name.'