Winds Of The Apocalypse (18 page)

"Wrong mother?
There is nothing wrong with me. “She said her tone high and sarcastic, she even frightened herself at that moment but she knew that she had to play this part.

"Except maybe the fact that you are going to sign Morgan’s execution?
Oh, well, let me think…No, I don’t think that there is anything wrong with me besides THAT!"

She screamed, making
her mother gasp in disbelieve.

”What…What are you talking about?” Lilith made an effort to remain calm but she felt the
color drain from her features.

“Oh, don’t play stupid with me LILITH.” Casey growled and Lilith stumped her foo
t.

“I wi
ll not have that kind of talk…”

“SHUT UP!” Casey roared, making even Colin twitch from her high pitched shouting. “Don’t you dare lie to me
again!” Casey threatened and Lilith felt her powers leave her.

“How…” She gasped. “How did you know about
that?”

Casey shook her head. "That is not important, mother.” She answered as if she was
addressing a complete stranger.

“What is important is that as of now I
am giving you a fair warning.”

“What…Casey…?” She blinked, disoriented but Casey shook her h
ead.

“See it as you may but I will not allow you to unplug
him like you are planning to.”

“I am not planning…”

Lilith protested but Casey’s hollow stare silenced her, she saw in Casey’s eyes the abyss that took Jon away from her, the abyss that stared back at her every year on his death day when she went there in secret to mourn for his lost.

“Do as you plan,” Casey continued, ignorin
g her mother's first teardrops.

“And you will know what it feels like to have your family torn away from you. I will not lose him like I lost Jon; you will not take him too away from me. Do you understand that?"

Lilith let out a high short scream at the mention of that long unspoken name and her eyes went wide in shock.

"Jon…Jon…Who is…" She tried to collect herself as her world was crashed by her young offspring.

"Don’t even try it!" Casey screamed in fury. “Don’t even try to pretend like you don’t know what I am talking about!” She spat in rage. "I know all about him mother!!! My twin! My brother! My own flesh and blood! You had no fucking right to keep him from us!!”

“Casey…everyone is watching…” Lilith raised her arms to calm her, looking in embarrassment around at the patients and nurses who were watching their major spat.
 “Then let them watch!” Casey advanced towards her but Colin grasped her arm to keep her from losing it completely.

“Did you really think that I and Morgan wouldn't find out about him?!" Casey felt her temper rising, she wasn't in control anymore; this had gone far beyond what she
planned to say to her mother.

"Casey….Please….Calm down…Just listen to me."

Lilith begged her daughter, now she too didn't care about what others around them might think as she let herself openly cry.

Casey looked at her coldly, grasping Colin’s hand that held her and searching in it the strength to remain as calm
as she could get at that point.

"How stupid are you to think we won’t feel a part of us missing?” She asked her voice disappointed. “How stupid did we look to you when you d
ecided to lie to us like that?”

Lilith let out another cry and then a familiar lo
ud voice came from behind them.

"What is going on here?!"
Greg demanded as he came running towards them.

“I could hear you guys from the second fl
oor! What are you doing here?!”

"Nothing!"

Casey spat in anger as Greg reached her mother and immediately reached out to her, wrapping her in his arms and looking up at Casey’s enraged face.

”What is going on?”
He asked again, directing the question to Casey.

"She knows…” Lilith whispered.

“What?” Greg looked down at her. “Knows what?”

“She knows about Jon…” Lilith choked, her throat tensing under the effort of uttering out the words as Greg’s eyes widened like hers did. “She…" Lilith sobbed; holding on to her husband, trying not to fall as her legs refused to listen
to her body’s plea.

”Casey…” Greg raised his eyes to meet Casey's; he flinched at the rage he saw in them, the same blind rage that was first directed at her mother.

"Casey…Let’s talk about this…There are a lot of things that you don’t understand…"

Greg tried to reason with her but
Casey didn't intend to listen.

“Trust me Greg.” She said, using her step father’s first name, intending to hurt Greg as much as
she was hurting on the inside. 

"It is you who don’t understand a thing!” Casey declared, knowing full well that she could not explain
the prophesy or the apocalypse to these close minded adults.

”There is nothing to talk about! Not anymore!
And certainly not with you two!"

Casey finished, ripping her hand from Colin’s as she turned around from them all and started walking towards Morgan's room again, and leaving Colin to face her sh
ell shocked parents behind her.

“I’m…Sorry…” Colin apologized, feeling a bit stuck in the middle as he hurried to catch up to Casey, hearing Greg call after them.

"And where are you going now?!" Greg called desperately behind them. “Are you just leaving it like this without even letting us a chance to explain?! We need to talk about this!”

"I am going to talk!” Casey whipped her head for a fragment of a second to look at her step
father.

“I am going to talk to the one person in this so-called family that I care about! Beside Jon!"

Casey added, reprimanding after a short thought without turning back around.

"And don't you dare to come in here!” She yelled by the doorway to Morgan’s bedroom. “You are not welcomed here! We don't want you near us! Trust me; Morgan thinks the same as me!"

Greg didn't answer as Casey entered Morgan’s room and then waited for Colin to enter the room after her, slamming the door as hard as she could after she practically dragged Colin in, basking in the silence and serenity that immediately filled
her in the small white chamber.

"Are you ok?" Colin asked as Casey dropped into the chair that she had left earlier, taking in Morgan’s hand as if the pas
t few hours didn't even happen.

“
Mmm…” Casey let out, laying her head against Morgan’s cold skin. Colin frowned; it was as if the teen had somehow suddenly switched personalities.

”Casey?
Are you ok?” Morgan’s voice rang through the room as he and Jon floated in through the doorway. Casey didn't respond, she just breathed in hard, trying to calm her fast beating heartbeat. Colin and Jon exchanged worried glances as Morgan let go of Jon and floated a little closer.

“Casey?” He whispered, lightly touching Casey’s shoulder, worried at the trembling body that he w
as feeling beneath his fingers.

“Casey…” Morgan got down to his knees and looked
up at his twin. “Talk to me. “

Morgan begged as Casey sniffed her
eyes as watery as her mother’s.

“If they let you die…” Casey whispered, her eyes searching the floor
in what appeared to be madness.

“If they let you die…” She promised. “Then before I kill myself I will murder them both!” Casey vowed looking at Morgan with blood shot eyes from crying.

Morgan gulped; he did not want to hear Casey speak in that manner. 

Truly afraid for Casey’s sanity Morgan reached out and grabbed Casey’s arms, pulling her off the chair and into his lap, w
rapping her in a tight embrace.

“I won’t die.” Morgan whispered in Casey’s ear, holding her close and ceasing her shaking. “I promise you that I won’t die.” Morgan said and Casey smiled softly.
"I will never leave you alone."

They remained like that for a while, none of them daring to break the silence.

Then finally, when Morgan felt Casey’s body relax in his arms and her tears drying out on his t-shirt they finally broke apart and Casey looked at the sheet covered bed in front of them.

“Did you…?” She took a deep breath. “Did you already see…?” She wasn't sure how she was going to ask that but Morgan
understood and shook his head.

“No,” He said. “No, I didn't see my body yet. I was waiting for you.” He whispered, clearly lying, he was afraid, afraid that he won’t be able to handle it.

Casey nodded, pulling out from Morgan’s protective arms and up to her feet, watching as Morgan stood up with her, avoiding from looking at his own body.

"Are you ready?" C
asey asked and Morgan shrugged.

“As ready as I am ever going to be.” He admitted, taking Casey’s hand as he shifted his weight to turn to the bed just as Casey bend over and pulled the white sheet down, revealing the face, rather
the shell that lay beneath it.

Morgan felt his breath catch in his throat as he immanently turned away; breaking the hold he had on his twin, too shocked to deal with what his eyes were showing him. Somewhere inside he had to laugh that the sight of his own skin would leave his un breathing ghost breathless in horror but it did and now his ears were ringing, and his eyes saw red as Casey’s voice called him bac
k from a near black out.

"Morgan?" Casey asked reaching for him, frightened as Morgan shook his head and stepped up to the door, letting his head rest against it, turned from his siblings and friend, and curling mentally into himself.

"I'm ok…" Morgan breathed in, lying. “I’m ok.” He repeated, "I just wasn't expecting…" He tried to reason with his own reaction, he knew that it was bad but…He shook his head.

Casey glanced at Jon, he too, avoided from looking at the pale body. Casey nodded, she understood perfectly, she could feel Morgan’s shock in her as if it was her own, and the same she felt when she was first allowed to see Morgan’s bod
y after he came out of surgery.

”Morgan…” Casey said, looking at the body. “You know…I almost fainted when I first saw you like this…” She told him, watching as Colin now dared to glance at her brother as well
and flinched away momentarily.

Morgan squeezed his eyes shut, opened them and then turned from the door, looking at the pale inanimate body. His face was an unnatural shade of gray and his lips had lost their pale pink color. His head was trapped in tight once white bandages, a little stains of blood visible on the white sterile cotton. He looked almost shrunk, smaller than what he should have been.

”My dreads…” Morgan asked, not daring to come any closer.

“Oh…” Casey chuckled. “Don’t worry about it. They only cut like two, the wound was in the front of your head, I did a nice scene over those two….” She said proud of her little tantrum. “I saved them for you; I’ll let you have
them when you come back to me…”

She offered a bargain. Morgan smiled at her and Colin cleared his throat, stepping closer to them, trying to hide the shock he was feel
ing at the sight of his friend.

"
Mmm…Casey…” Colin said lowly. “We need to find the generator…"

Casey looked up at him, surprised, her brain not quiet in on the plan she herself generated. In fact, she a
lmost forgot that he was there.

"The what?"

"The generator." Colin repeated. "Mmm…It's like a precaution hospital take in Morgan’s kind of condition...”

“Wh
at do you mean?” Casey frowned.

“Well, “Colin took another step closer. “Well, you know, it’s that machine that goes on in case there is a black out in the hospital or something. It’s meant to maintain the function of life su
pport systems.”

Casey blinked.

“How do you know about that?”

Colin grinned. “My mom told me that once when we went to visit my uncle in the hospital in the city…There was a black out there and she showed me…Anyway we will need it if we are going to get Morgan's body out of here, it will keep him alive where ever we take him…At least for a little while."

”Oh Colin! That’s perfect!” Casey jumped, nodding enthusiastically. "What does it looks like?" She asked eagerly, already looking around the white plain looking room.

"Well…” Colin rubbed his head. “It’s a big, black…Noisy thing…It should
be somewhere next to the bed…”

“wait, is that it?!" Jon pointed at the black squared box half hidden under the
bed Morgan’s body was lying on.

”Yes…Yes, I think it is.” Colin said as he got down on his knees and carefully pulled the device out, revealing it to the three siblings and delicately turning it over to check the numbers flashing on the monitor’s black screen.