Okay, this is my new story based after Light. I know roughly where I want this to go but not completely. So if you do have mini plot stories you might think would be a good idea then please tell me in a review or if you want to create a villianess OC then please send me a PM! But they probably won't have a huge role.

Title: Unknown (Ideas for this are also welcomed).
Summary: Almost Two Years after the escape from the FAYZ... Almost two years since their friends were killed. Almost two years since they have been able to relax without pain and misery and mutants creeping around the corner. And then, when they thought there was no more weirdness... Caine Soren shows up. Only his mind doesn't seem to be completely in tact really, he zones out and sometimes when he speaks he doesn't sound like himself. And to make matters worse, creatures with familiar mutant powers are showing up too. It's just like the FAYZ, only this isn't the FAYZ and with adults around, what are the FAYZ survivors supposed to do to help?

Two years had passed since the FAYZ walls had finally come down. The walls had dropped and vanished, along with their powers and all the other mutations that happened during the time. After that everyone had been free, even when Sam had almost been charged with the murders of the children who died during the FAYZ, they had somehow managed to stop that because of a single letter written by Caine that was read out loud to the whole world on a radio station. After that most people returned to normal lives as best as they could. There were three suicides after the FAYZ and countless of people had moved to various places, most of them just needing to move away from Perdido Beach where it had all happened and while others just felt that a change of scenery would help them move on from what happened to them and their families. It did help some, others not so much. Some kept moving in an attempt to try and make things better and others just gave up and suffered either in silence or loudly to their loved ones. There was at least one confirmed case where a man had been arrested after getting his five year old daughter back because he had hit both her and his wife when they would not stop talking about what happened to the young girl and he clearly could not deal with it anymore. It was almost funny how normal this was becoming as the years passed. It seemed that the children that had suffered and gone through the terror of the FAYZ and had fought and somehow survived despite friends and family dying were dealing with the whole situation better than their parents, who even when they saw it with their own eyes, couldn't or refused to believe in their powers or mutations. Even now when they walked down the streets people recognised them from TV. They were stopped and called heroes or freaks. They were shouted at, called questions or laughed at like it was one big joke. It was incredible how, after everything they had been through, people could still laugh at them or make fun of them after everything they had suffered, after the people that had died. People actually made fun of those that had died. Duck was a constant joke. Caine was a villain. If someone was overly religious they were now referred to as a Brittany. And the names and laughs went on and on...

But two years had passed and people were surviving at least, and that had been the whole goal for the children of the FAYZ in the first place. To survive. They had fought through when their families had first disappeared and struggled against the first major fight against Caine that included the Coyotes. They had struggled through starvation and darkness when Caine had taken away their light and they had to use Sammy Suns. They had defended against Nerezza and her lies and then avoided death and pain when Zil had gone crazy and set half the town on fire in his attempt to fight freaks (somehow in the idea he seemed to lose track of what he was doing because the fires he started killed more normal people than moofs). This, of course, had been one big set up for Caine... Who really did seem to always be in the middle of their struggle and pain for survival. Then they had lived through the sickness that took other lives and ran away just long enough to avoid the bugs infestation before they had a chance to kill them (which was weird because Caine didn't cause either and in fact he helped save them...). They had made it through Penny's terror even when she had Caine prisoner, and they had survived their encounter with the evil Gaia for the first time, not to mention Drake who had also been a terrifying pain from day one. And then they had somehow avoided being killed again by Gaia, who had been the cause of slaughter for most of their friends and family. They had made it all the way through right until the very end when they were finally free.

That was part of what made this whole next part so unfair. They had beat all the odds and made it through the sick game still referred to as The FAYZ. So why was it not the end? Why was weird and horrible things still drawing them back into a horrible world of death and darkness? Why could they not have their happily ever after ending? Because... A new FAYZ is always waiting around the corner. And that was exactly what happened when Caine Soren, one of the many killed before the wall came down, appeared out of nowhere... very much alive.

Astrid was strolling through the park like she did on most Tuesday afternoons. It was a beautiful warm day, the sun was shinning with only a few clouds in the sky and even then they were crystal white and barely moving at all against the bright blue of the sky above her head. The park itself was nothing special. It was quite small actually, only a few trees that surrounded it and made a sort of make shift wall against the road, houses and iron gates outside, a small field in the middle for kids to throw soft balls at one another and another section of grass that also had three picnic tables or stretches of plain grass for blankets to be laid down upon. The pathway was just a shaved piece of dirt and pebble road that went from the left open gates, around the sections of grass in circles and out the right gates smoothly. The grass itself was freshly cut, and it was the perfect time where no leaves cluttered the ground and were instead where they should be, on the trees. It was a simple area apart from one thing that made it stand out more than anything and that was the fountain that was quite small and in the very middle in between the three picnic baskets. It was small, round, one tiny fountain that came up in icy cold water and fell down again before going all around again and sometimes little kids were allowed to splash each other on a hot day. It was simple but beautifully perfect in the same way.

That was one of the main reasons Astrid walked there every Tuesday but there were other reasons too. She went at a certain time of day because it meant no little kids were there because they were at school and the adults were either at work or tidying their homes for when family came back but also because it meant no one was home so she might as well do something with her alone time rather than sitting around the apartment. And the third was because she liked it no matter what weather because it gave her a chance to work on her book.

Ever since their escape from the FAYZ, Astrid had planned to write a book about everyone's time and struggle in the FAYZ and she had been working on it for the passed two years, not even near completion. It was a lot of work that involved a lot of calling people and asking for events and feelings, times and dates and not everyone was willing to give her the information but she gave them her number just in case they had a change of heart and wanted their story to be heard. A few people cooperated and helped her out and she had a basic plan for the very first two events that happened to them all. But that still wasn't very far considering how much time had passed. But then again she was having trouble getting the answers, and then there was the fact that the book was not all her time. She was still taking college classes online since she had left school and she mostly took care of the house while Diana and Sam both had jobs (Diana was working at a run down café where she could hide from too many people and Sam was working his dream job at the nearest beach, renting equipment's out to tourists).

The park was one of the best places to work because she took a small recorder in her bag that she spoke into when she had ideas how to phrase something or when she forgot something and remembered it while she was out and about. The park was the best way to clear her mind and think of these things with clear air and a bright atmosphere. So she went down every week just to make sure she had it. She wanted to make sure she had every detail and everything in this book was perfect. It needed to be perfect.

Astrid wandered down through the path and followed it twice around the small ball area before she walked long towards the picnic tables and wound twice around there, just walking slowly around in a circle. There were only two people in the park that day, a mother and her baby girl that were sitting by the fountain, drinking juice drinks and gently splashing the water while the mother talked on her phone and the baby eyed a butterfly. Neither paid Astrid any attention and she allowed her walk to slow down slightly before moving around once more and walking back again, searching for her usual spot under the trees were she could sit and make a few more phone calls to FAYZ survivors to see if anyone was going to talk to her. It was nice to walk without being stared at or whispered about obnoxiously loud.

Of all the people they had known, Astrid, Sam and Diana were only in contact with a few of them. Dekka who they called every now and then but who lived too far away for them to visit more than twice a year and that was when they had a good year. Edilio and his family lived closer than expected and so they were able to stay closer than they realised and because they could stay close with Edilio then they could stay close with Roger who Astrid was getting to know better and getting to like better. They hadn't seen Lana since the end of the FAYZ and Astrid was almost too nervous to call her and ask for a recount of what happened to her so she was saving her for last. Quinn was another quite close person but still they only saw him every now and then when they were all free. And the only other person they saw was Cookie, or Tony or whatever he was going by now that the FAYZ had ended. Astrid had almost forgotten to him by the end of the FAYZ but then they had seen him and his family moving in just down the street to where Astrid now lived. They hadn't spoken much at first but then Astrid contacted him and Cookie was one of the few people that was eager to step forward and tell his side, especially how amazing a hero Lana was and how she had saved him from terrible pain when Caine had dropped the cross on him and crushed his shoulder. Now they talked quite a lot on the phone or on the computer or even in the streets when passing one another.

Astrid finally found her spot and settled down, leaning against the largest tree that cast the greatest shadow over her when under it. Gently she brushed some of her blonde hair behind her ear, but she had cut it quite short and so it quickly blew free and continued to hang around her chin with a slight lean in her fringe. When she was sat on the surprisingly dry but soft earth, she set her white shoulder bag on the ground by her side and opened it up, pulling out an address book and a cell phone. She opened it in her lap and thumbed through to the book marked page. It was a lot of effort just getting names and contact details let alone information from them. But she was gradually making the list longer which both was good for information but bad because it seemed never ending.

She found the name marked for her next caller. She tried to call at least one page of people a day just to give herself a goal. The next person was Ashley Whittlesey. She would be seven years old now but had spent a good three years under Mary's care before she had taken the jump and then she remained under John's care instead. Ashley had been there when the coyotes attacked but after that she had mostly avoided any real dangers right until the very end when her two friends had been killed at the lake by Gaia. She had been a wonderfully brave girl, not getting into fights but helping John take care of some of the younger ones just by being his little helper. All Astrid needed was her feelings and anything she remembered about the time she was attacked. If it was too much Astrid wasn't going to force her. Astrid didn't force anyone to talk if they didn't want to. She didn't care how authentic she wanted the book to be, she wasn't going to hurt anyone to do it but she still wanted information. She had to made the right balance of pressing and patients.

The phone rang just three times in her ear before a man answered on the other end. "Hello?"

He sounded so strong, so normal and relaxed... For a moment Astrid considered that he might be dealing well enough to hear the truth but then she remembered a boy named Arran Garra's mother had sounded normal. The next thing Astrid knew she was being screamed and cursed at over the phone before being hung up on.

"Um... Hello... Is Ashley there?" Astrid asked, half-knowing/guessing the girl wouldn't be. She would in school if her parent's weren't tutoring her like a lot of parents were.

"Yes, is this a friend?" The man asked calmly, surprising Astrid. Maybe she was being home schooled... Or at least she was sick.

"Um, yes, an old friend." Astrid said. Not a real lie... But not a truth either.

"One moment." The man said and a few minutes later a high pitched girl's voice was on the other end.

Her voice sounded so bright and bubbly. Astrid's stomach clenched, no matter how many calls it always did when she heard a happy voice and it did the same when she heard a haunted voice.

"Hello? Who is it?" Ashley asked.

"... Ashley... This... This is Astrid Ellison. We were in the FAYZ together. Look I know this may be hard but I am writing a book on what happened to try and help people understand and to get everyone's point of views in the best way I can. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions." Astrid said in a rush, almost in one breath, before Ashley could hang up like many other people had done before her when she so much as mentioned her name.

The other line was silent for a moment. Astrid listened closely in case she heard something but it was pure silence that lasted for a long minute. Finally...

"I... I don't really think I can talk right now." Ashley squeaked. The bubble in her voice disappeared and now there was that haunted sound.

"That's okay!" Astrid said quickly. She hadn't yet hung up so she was clinging on. "But if I give you my number then will you call me back? Please?"

More silence. Then... "Okay."

"Great!" Astrid beamed. "Just call me when you are ready, okay?" Astrid beamed and recited her mobile number. As soon as Ashley said she had it, Astrid wished her a good day and said goodbye, hanging up.

She took a breath to calm her tense nerves. It was always so hard and she always needed to just relax afterwards before she made anymore calls. So many times she had abuse over the phone from people who didn't want to talk and even when she didn't push it, it was like they needed to just scream to someone about things that had been building up and she was the only person they could scream at. So Astrid, knowing how much it helped to just let it out, let them scream at her. Even when it left her with tears in her eyes she managed to make it through the day because she knew that them shouting at her still helped them.

Ten minutes and two phone calls later (another Pre-Schooler who's parents hung up as soon as she gave them her name and another who she gave her number to because she was a year younger than Astrid and was going out with friends at that moment in time) Astrid hadn't done much that day and she only had a few names per page. She had gotten a name and phone number from the girl a year bellow her though so at least she had gotten something out of the calls. By the third call Astrid was already growing weary like she normally did when she didn't get anywhere in her lists but kept it up. This time she was calling someone in her year, a boy named Allen Boss. He had been two a local bully. He was small time though, catching people early before he hid and avoided real bullies like Orc and Cookie. But he had still be a pain in the ass, a lot of people had found a reason to dislike him strongly before he had entered the FAYZ and had to take responsibility of taking care of his younger sister and three younger cousins. From there he had been a half decent guy and even took a few shifts helping Mary and John take care of the little kids and encouraging his cousins to help too.

"Hello, Allen? This is Astrid Ellison. We were in the FAYZ together and I-" She spoke without a breath to catch him off guard but he was ready somehow and interrupted sharply.

"No."

"Wait, please, you don't know what I want!" Astrid begged.

"Everyone knows what you want!" Allen snapped. "We have all heard about you writing that stupid fucking book and I don't give a shit! I ain't talking to you!"

"Don't you want the world to know your side?" Astrid demanded.

"What side? The side where I saw Garry starve to death because he was secretly giving all his food to his Picket? Or the side where Susie lost her leg to a coyote and the other to that monster baby? The side where Picket was beaten by strangers because all he could do was freeze the tips of his fingernails? I watched my family fall apart and I am sorry if I don't want to share this with you so the rest of the world can laugh at us!" Allen snapped but still did not hang up.

"So tell the world the truth. Tell the world what happened to you and how you struggled and the pain." Astrid sighed. "I lost friends, I lost my brother and I lost my faith. And now I am getting my side told before anyone else can make me look bad with a lie."

That seemed to mostly sway him over. Allen used to be a bully and so a lot of people had a grudge against him and if they wanted to blame someone then they might try and blame him. The last thing he or anyone else wanted was to be made to look bad either with a half lie or a half truth. Finally he seemed resigned to giving her a quick interview with under twenty one questions and she wasn't allowed to speak to Susie or Picket or Frankie. Astrid wished she could have spoken to the younger ones but she didn't press for it.

Just as Astrid pulled out a tape recorder and got ready to put her phone on loud she saw something that made her pause. It was the bush barely two feet away from her. The bush looked quite normal but at the same time Astrid had a quite bad feeling about the bush and the shape of it. It was a strange intuition that she had gotten only a few rare times in the FAYZ. It was normally when something or someone was coming up behind her and she managed to duck or hide out of the way just in time to avoid a deathly or painful blow. Mostly it was saved for life and death situations and maybe that was why her heart stopped in her chest just for a few seconds before her eyes found exactly what she was looking for. There weren't many bushes in the park but the ones that were there were thick and tall and made it impossible for anyone to hider under because they were just that clumped together so tightly. But the one Astrid was sitting opposite to seemed thinner somehow and looked different, it was like something was trying to force it's way through and sure enough there was an... elbow? Poking through?

"Hello?" Allen's voice came from the cell but Astrid found her eyes drawn to the elbow and she was no longer listening.

Slowly Astrid moved onto her hands and knees, her bag, notebook, tape recorder and phone all fell to the floor when she moved but she didn't bother with any of it as she slowly moved forwards towards the bush. She didn't even care when her new blue jeans got clots of mud stuck to the knee area and moved until she was right in front of the bush, she reached with both hands and grabbed the bush, trying to move it but it was still thick and solid in her grip. When she knew she couldn't open it to look through she tried to search a different way. Slowly she moved around, ignoring Allen who still called for her from his phone and glanced around the bush at the shape that was lying behind of it.

For a moment she was just shocked by what she had seen. She couldn't bring herself to move, her eyes stuck as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing and even then her throat was tight with confusion so she couldn't speak anyway. The silence was only for a second but then a scream came out before she had a chance to stop herself and she was falling back in confusion more than anything. Her hand covered her mouth and she was shaking as she slowly climbed back onto her knees again.

"Excuse me?!"

Astrid looked to see the mother in the park was slowly wandering over with her baby on her hip, looking worried and unsure. She seemed unsure on whether to rush over or forget it.

"Are you alright?" The woman called over, taking one more step before stalling again.

"Yes!" Astrid gasped, standing. Then she brushed her knees down and smiled as best as she could while her stomach shivered insider her skin. "Yes, I am so. Sorry... I saw... I saw a spider... It frightened me." She gave a nervous laugh. "Sorry I disturbed you."

"You gave me a heart attack, sweetheart." The woman laughed along. She seemed to relax now. "Be careful from now on, okay? Best sit on the benches than in the grass. They clean them constantly free of bugs. Okay?"

"Yeah, I will. Just going to collect my things now." Astrid lied with a false smile.

Astrid watched the woman smile and return to her own table where it seemed she was just packing away. That worked perfectly. Astrid crouched down and purposely began to gather her things, stuffing them back in her bag and zipping it up before she remembered Allen was still on the line. She spent another ten minutes searching for her phone before she realised she was standing on it and quickly put it to her ear.

"Allen? Sorry. Sorry. I. Something came up. I'm going to need to call you back." Astrid said in a rush. "Sorry, I do want to talk but... But something happened."

She hung up before he could reply and stuffed that in her bag along with everything else. Then she checked just as the woman left the park with her baby, walking out the gates and out of sight. Then Astrid moved back to the bush and looked down but the shape had not yet disappeared like she expected(/hoped). After a moment of confusion and hesitation, Astrid reached back into her bag and pulled out her phone for a second time. For a minute she was at a loss on who to call. Sam was at work and work was way too far away for him to rush over and help her. Diana should either be at work or getting ready to leave but her boss was a cranky old guy that never let her leave early even for emergencies. Quinn? No he'd be in his college classes. Cookie? This wasn't his type of thing and she honestly didn't trust him with this type of thing. Dekka? Too far away? Edilio? Maybe.

Barely two minutes later Astrid was hanging up once again. Edilio's mum had answered and said Edilio was out on a date with Roger and wouldn't be back until later and he didn't actually have a phone of his own and Astrid didn't know Roger's number to call him. She nearly threw the phone but forced herself to calm down and then turned to the small booklet in her lap. She flicked through and glanced at some of the addresses she had along with the names of people and numbers and suddenly found herself stopping on a name of a person she had never spoken to.

"Hello? This is Astrid Ellison. I need your help. I really need your help here and I know we haven't spoken before, in fact we know nothing about one another, but there is no one else out there and Sam says you're trusting so please. I am trusting you to just... Please can you come to Daster Park soon? Please... Oh... And bring some clothes for a guy about fifteen years old. I'll explain when you get here." She hung up without an answer and prayed they would come.

When she had hung up, Astrid moved up around the bush and crouched back down again on her knees on the soft ground. Her hands were shaking but she ignored the feeling and reached over, very gently touching the forehead and brushing some of the hair away of Caine Soren as he lay naked on the grass, seemingly unharmed and unconscious.

Yeah. A new FAYZ was already starting. This time in the real world.

I like to do this thing where I ask questions of the people who read my stories. Because this is a Light Fanfiction I will be asking spoiler questions. Okay?

1) Who do you think Astrid is calling?

2) Who died in Light that you wished had survived?

3) Who Survived in Light that you wished had died?