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Chapter 10 - Missionaries

Lily- (Current time)

Each day it gets colder in this Lilac world, and each day the little glittery, purple home I've been in for possibly a week or so (I don't keep count), grows smaller. At first I thought it was never ending, just this little world in the shade of my favorite color that stretched out for miles and miles, but I'd blink my eyes ad I'll see that beautifully daunting gold gate closer to me than it was before, and I'd swear I didn't move from my position.

It was always there too, the gate. Usually after someone is within my connectivity range, it'll just disappear and come back later, but the gold gates, it's here permanently now, moving closer with each new breath I take.

I tuned in more often now. I'd hear Trudy, Lucinda, the occasional Doc and Candy, but my most popular channel is Jamie Stryder. It hurt to hear his voice.

"Hi Lily, its Jamie. Again. How are you feeling? Stupid question, I know. I'm really worried Lily, about you, about Mel and Wanda and the guys; do you think they'll come back? Doc says you're getting better Lily, you definitely look better. Last time you gave us such a fright Lily, dropping off like that, but you're okay now. Just hang in there, Wanda and the others will be back soon. Today we had eggs and Sharon let me help in the kitchen, but I burnt mine Lily, you should've been there. Anyways, I wrote a story in class today about a girl and a guy. I named them after you and Wes. Lily, wake up and I'll let you read it. Yep, I'm not going to read it to you, you have to wake up Lily, wake up…" He would say. He'd always be there, to tell me what happened in his day.

I was glad I made the decision to not cross the gates when it had opened last time. Too much people needed me here, and even though I needed Wes, I'm sure he'll be proud of my decision.

Oh, Wes……

It stopped glowing here, did I mention that? All the light is from behind the gates, it glows a peaceful white behind the gates, and my Lilac world is cast in the darkness. It's been like that for a while now, and I got a feeling that isn't going to change.

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Wanda- (Current time)

"What plans?" I asked, trying to keep my voice still.

The tall man with the cell phone sighed airily, "Oh, it's the same one you've been issued Wanderer."

Staring blankly at the mass of people in black clothes, I managed to stutter, "Wh-what?"

He suddenly pushed me back against the operation table, "Doc!" he demanded, gesturing for a Healer to come forth.

"Check her neck. Now!"

"Oww!" I gasped as a gloved hand shoved my neck down, roughly moving away the golden tresses.

"Nothing. She's obviously just forgotten." A smooth voice replied, and the gloved hand let go of my neck.

"Fine." The male replied, lifting up my chin so I could face the silver eyes before me.

"You'll have to adapt to the human mind and turn them against each other. Simple."

I gaped. "Turn them against each other? Why?" I asked quietly, the strings of my voice cracking slightly.

"You already know the answer. Now, is it the Origin or Damon's agreement?" He demanded.

"I need to see my friends." I said, trying to make my voice strong. I didn't know what they wanted, but they didn't know that, I'll just play along. For once in this new life, I was happy with the frail host body I was in. You just can't not trust it. The black figures merely looked at each other tiredly before rounding on me.

"Fine. Grab her." The tall man said, whipping the door open from behind him to show a white tiled hallway.

"Oww, hey!" I grunted in protest as two of the black-clad males grabbed each of my tiny arms and dragged me out. Seeing a golden sign against the white, I craned my head to read it as they hauled me past. 'Level 25, Transfers and Operations.' It read. One of the ladies swiftly pushed the elevator button and we watched as the little numbers flashed from 17 to 25. Ding! The two men dragged me on, followed by that tall guy and the woman, the rest waited there. One of them mouthed something and the man with the cell nodded just before the doors closed.

She pressed the levels, 15, 12 and 5. When the doors opened again, they quickly pulled me to the window of Room 728. It was Kyle, and he was still awake. I watched as his eyes scanned the glass I was standing behind over and over, and realized that he couldn't see me.

"Let's get moving." The man grunted sharply, and I got heaved back through the open elevator.

The little numbers than flashed from 15 to 12. Pulling me swiftly along, they showed me Room 565, where a heavily sedated Jared was sleeping it off, and that reminded me of something.

"Where's Mel?" I asked brusquely. The people turned and faced me from their haughty stance of staring at the elevators.

"Mel?" The woman asked, whipping out the clipboard I'm so familiar with. She pulled out her pen and started scribing, looking up at me inquiringly when she was done.

"My friend! She fell out the window!" I said quickly, horror washing over my voice. "D-did you find Mel?" I asked, listening it break over the silence of the corridor.

Tehy remained silent, and I guessed the answer.

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Melanie- (Current time)

The night wind stung at my injuries as I hobbled along the side of the highway. It's been nearly an hour or so, and everything had dried, caked off blood cracking here and there.

Gasping with every move, I followed a star in the black sky and made an attempt to follow it. This, isn't, going, well… I thought to myself, pushing the pressure on the large branch I found while back at the lot.

Hoping desperately to not run into any souls, I tried pushing myself even more, but my worn muscles keep on tensing up. "Ahhhh." I gasped, leaning against the branch, catching a breath. My head was still throbbing to the extent that I could barely see though the tears of pain. Something shone in the distance- headlights.

"Crap." I grunted, shifting myself off the road and trying to blend in with the bushes, but it was too late, the headlights shone all over my body, but I was quick enough to close my eyes.

"Oh my!" I heard a male voice exclaim in horror as his car screeched to a stop right by me. Thud! The car door opened and I heard hurried footsteps headed for my direction.

Cool hands turned me around, and I peeked underneath my sloppy hair. He was an old man, probably around 60 and his silver eyes were wide as he examined my body. "Dearie! What happened? We must get you to a clinic immediately!" He gasped, staring at my bloodstained clothes. Avoiding eye contact, I nodded and hobbled over to the passenger's seat, keeping the branch with me just in case, even though it might break my heart to hit an old man.

Putting my head on the seat, facing the windows, I watched as the car sped away from the direction I was actually headed in. "What happened?" The old man asked worryingly as he drove along.

"I got ambushed. While driving just then. Another car ran into mine and they happened to be humans," I said, trying to make my voice sound fearful. He gasped in shock and nearly sped the car off the road.

"Then what?" He asked gently, "sorry if I sound rude."
"Oh, it's nothing." I said, trying to sound as polite as possible. "They just stole my car. That's all." I was desperately hoping he was buying my story, I did look cut up and bruised enough to pull it off, not to mention the tiny glass shards in my hair.

"Those humans- we need to keep a short lease on them. You're lucky. There's been disappearances in the area, it's lucky they even just took you're car."

I nodded, watching as lights of the next town grew in the distance. It was kind of familiar even. I remembered raiding this place while Wanda was still in my head.

Wanda, I hope she's okay. I sighed.

He drove into the lot of a tall, white building with the name 'CLINIC' in bright, gold letters. Next to it was an even taller building. Silver, it stretched for the sky, it had many levels, and the metal sign out the front was named 'Soul Reformatory'. The glass was all tinted ad I saw flashy steps headed towards the main entrance. Paying no attention to it, I let the old man guide me towards the bright lights of the building. Hiding under my sheets of blood-ridden hair, we walked in.

Someone screamed. "Healer Nathan?" A woman called, and I heard her heels click over to me.

"My dear! What happened?" She demanded lightly as she took me from the care of the man and guided me towards a room.

"Healer Nathan?" She called again, craning her head back towards the reception desk.

"Just wait here darling." She urged gently, pushing me through a white room with a comfortable looking white bed. I nodded quickly and she left to grab Healer Nathan. Sighing, I ran/hobbled over with the branch towards the mirror by the sink. Groaning inwardly at my messed-up 'I just got pushed off a second story window PLUS I had also fallen down an elevator shaft a while ago' state, I grabbed a plastic cup from the dispenser and hobbled over to the water filter, filling it up.

When the liquids reached my lips, and ran down my throat, it felt like a cooling river running down a hot and dry desert. I had just about four more cups before the receptionist returned with Healer Nathan. Looking around, I noticed that this Facility was much more grand than the one I visited with Wanda to collect supplies from for Jamie. Shaking my head at the obvious stupidity of bringing the one thing I'm most afraid to lose up, I saw the Healer headed over, so I hobbled towards the bed and laid down just as the doors swung open.

"Oh, my, what happened to you dear?" An elderly man gasped as they walked over. He took a brief look at all my injuries before pushing my filthy hair aside to examine my neck.

"What's you're name dear?" He asked gently as he opened a few cupboards, taking out various bottles.

"Leaves Above." I said, remembering one of the names Wanda has used once, hoping that he doesn't know anyone that's an Upside Down Flower.

"Nice. I'm a bear myself. So how did this happen?"

"I was driving, by myself, to…. Chicago, visiting my sister, when this white van ran out of nowhere and knocked my Ferrari off the road. They were rogue- and they took my car." I was desperately hoping that they'd believe me. After all, I couldn't use the hiking excuse again, considering that I have glass possibly in me and on me."

He swung around abruptly, "And they didn't take you? What did they do?" He didn't sound rude, just curious for the sake of curiosity.

"They didn't say anything; they just shoved me out and took my Ferrari." I said, trying to make my voice crack slightly.

He nodded, and walked over holding an armful of bottles. "You look a mess, should I send Pristine Glaciers for a change out of clothes?"

As much as I felt revolted by the fact that I might have to get changed under their roof, I knew I couldn't go anywhere dressed like this. I nodded.

"Good, after I fix up you're little injuries, Misty Canyon will take you up to the was up rooms." I swallowed, but nodded anyway.

He pulled out Clean, and made me take two, Pulled out No Pain, and made me take three and began to pour Heal on my various wounds. He nearly emptied the bottle on the injuries on my head, too. After that, he pulled out another bottle, twisted off the cap, and poured out half a cup of sparkly purple liquid for me. "Drink." He said simply. And I did, surprised as I felt the warmth fill me from the throat, spreading out to my limbs and every muscle I think I could possibly have.

When I finished, I felt much better. "What was it?" I asked curiously, still hiding my face behind the hair.

"Deep Heal. You have an interest in Healing?"

My stomach flipped. Deep Heal? "Oh, yes, indeed."

"Well, you're all good now, so I'll just send Pristine up now, and Misty can take you up Leaves Above." He said, standing up to leave.

"Wait!" I blurted. "I was just wondering if you could give me some of that Deep Heal to take home, and maybe some Clean, and Heal and Smooth?"

He paused.

"Just as first aid. What happened today really scared me." I added, making my tone scared.

"Right, I'll have Pristine leave you a package at the receptionists. Take care Leaves Above." He said, smiling. "And it's really smart to have a first aid kit. When you're done here, don't hang around. There's been disappearances."

I nodded, even though I knew about the disappearances already. I'm practically involved!

Leaning against the bed I relief, I grabbed my plastic up and poured me another serve of water, waiting for Pristine and Misty. They didn't take long though. The woman I thought was the receptionist was named Pristine, and she handed me a pair of brand new clothes, underwear, socks and shoes. She even handed me a backpack. "With water, and vitamins, and everything for your kit. I left some Smooth in with your clothes as well as in your bag, so you can fix up any scars." She said smiling, taking me over to the lifts where a pretty redhead was waiting.

"Hi, I'm Misty, and I'll be you're guide." She said, pressing Level 5 as we stepped onto the elevators. Wow, this place is grand.

"I heard about you're terrifying encounter, you're very brave." She added, smiling. I forced a smile back, and waited for the doors to open. Instantly, what met my eyes was a huge tile floor, all with glass doors separating showers and bathrooms. It was lighted with a beautiful, yellow glow. It's like 5 stars or something, I thought as I examined the fluffy towels, and the fashionable sinks and tubs and what nots. "Don't worry about the glass; it goes opaque when you enter, so no-one can see."

"Thanks." I whispered, and she left. Headed over to the closest shower, I peeled off all the bloody and torn clothes, kicked off the shoes, and scrubbed down with all the soaps they left for me. Using the shampoo, I washed my matte of hair twice before it actually felt clean again. Grabbing some shampoo and conditioner, along with the non-stinging soap and some deodorant, I shoved them into the backpack with all the Deep Heal Lily could ever need and began to Smooth away the scars.

Finally done, I put on the crisp new clothes and threw the ripped ones out in the nearest bin. I only kept the shoes.

Finally healthy again, I walked out into the elevators, and pressed the 'G' button, feeling relief for once. Stepping out into the bright lights of the reception area I hid behind my bangs and smiled to the receptionists as I walked past. Spotting an unguarded handbag by the counter, I formed a plan in my head. So I casually walked up and asked for another cup of water.

"Sure!" the young receptionist said happily, and I smoothly grabbed the handbag and shoved it into my backpack. Looking around, and making sure no-one noticed, I smiled, grabbed the water, and left. Once in the lot, I grabbed out the handbag and began searching. Finally, I found what I was looking for. Car keys.

Pressing the button and hearing the beep beep! I followed the sound and had my breath taken away from me as I saw the white Camry. All washed off and clean, but I see the dents and the plates. Heart stuck in my throat, I looked around quickly before pressing the button again, this time in relief as the red Jeep by it flashed. Hopping in, I glanced quickly around again, looking for Ice and his brother. Finding no trace of anyone, I pulled out of the lot, not looking out the window of the Jeep just as Wanda's silhouette could be seen at the entrance of the Reformatory Centre.

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Sunny- (Current time)

I woke up to the sunlight shining through the single window of my new bedroom. Not only that, I woke up to hear shouting. Assuming the worst, I hopped out of bed and quickly ran to the wooden door, listening intently for any sounds of an invasion.

"You can't go back out there!"

"We're low on supplies!"

"You just left!"

"We couldn't finish the raid!"

"Because you picked up her!"

"Emma that's enough!"

"How coul-"

Well at least it's not an invasion. Jodi thought positively, while in the meantime I was feeling guilty that they were arguing about me.

We've got to do something! I thought, pushing open the door to see the very crowded cellar. There were people on one side and people on the other. Rachel saw me coming and gestured for me to stay there.

Nate, Blake, Burns' and Evan were in the middle with Emma, Richard and Lucas. Everyone else was behind Nate. The blonde turned and saw me there.

"Well, guess who's finally up!" She demanded blue eyes flashing. Everyone else saw me too.

"Emma, shut up." Dallas demanded, green eyes rolling.

"What's going on?" I asked as I walked over, watching as Richard and Lucas were giving me the death look.

"We're running out of supplies. There's going to have to be another raid." Blake said evenly, watching Emma with a tired look.

"But you guys just went." I protested.

Emma rolled her eyes. "They didn't finish because they picked you up." She said scathingly.

Wow. Jodi thought. She was thinking many things about Emma, but she only summed up one word for it.

I really don't like her, I thought, surprised at the heat boiling through my veins when she accused me of ruining their raid.

Yeah, that's called hate. Jodi added offhandedly.

"Emma, that's enough, get over yourself." Chelsea hissed. "Sunny's with us now."

"Yeah, she's our friend." Said Phillip, and a couple more agreed.

Something swelled inside me, it made me feel relief and proud that those guys believed in me. I've only been here a week, but it felt good to fit in. Everyone was so used to having Burns' around that I fit right in.

Nate sighed. "Whether or not you like it Emma. We really need to go on that raid."

She pouted slightly, and sat down on a bench. Lucas and Richard followed suit, giving me looks of pure malice and hate along the way.

"Sunny can always come along. There'll be lots of us as well. Plus I trust her." Blake said to Nate. Rachel grinned at me.

Emma laughed bitterly. "Oh sure, let the girl run amuck. Next thing you know she's alerting the local Seekers."

Teresa rolled her eyes. "No Emma, you're the only person two-faced enough to do that." Her voice even implied a little hurt, which tells me that they have a history.

Evan choked a little bit, and I knew he was disguising his laughter. "Oh that's it with you people." She huffed, quickly strutting down to Corridor D, giving me an icy glare along the way. Lucas and Richard followed too, though they completely ignored me.

"Well, I'm guessing she's not coming." Evan said, shrugging.

"Fine with me." Rachel said, skipping over to my side.

"Sunny you going?" Teresa asked, munching on a carrot stick.

I nodded. "Sure, why not?" I wasn't even planning on escape. I felt weirdly connected to this group.

Plus they'd probably shoot us if we ran.

Yeah.

So the plan is to wait for rescue and stay alive long enough to not get dead? (Ehh, you guys seen the NCIS new season yet?? It's brilliant! Lol, I stole DiNozzo's quote.)

Yeah, that's basically it.

"Okay, so let's pack." Burns said professionally as the crowd broke away.

"So who usually goes on raids?" I asked Rachel as Teresa and Chelsea came over.

"Usually dad, me, Evan, Blake, Tom, Emma, Lucas, Richard and Burns. But considering you're here now, scratch the Emma, Lucas and Richard and add a Sunny." She said in a sing song voice (yeah, I'm basing her on Alice Cullen lol, how am I doing?).

"Emma is so stubborn, honestly." Teresa rolled her eyes.

"Did you guys know each other or something?" I asked her, remembering the hurt in her voice.

"Oh, we went to Carnegie Mellon together. I caught her and my three year long boyfriend in flagrante." Her eyes deepened considerably. "So that's how we both made it here. Went together."

Rachel sighed. "It was with Richard. She left him when she laid eyes on Blake though, poor blokes." I couldn't help but feel just a twinge of glee that they weren't together anymore.

"Should we go help with the packing?" I asked, gesturing towards the stairs that headed upward.

Rachel nodded. "Bye guys," we said to Teresa and Emma as we left. They waved and got back to making breakfast.

It was really weird walking up these wooden stairs. I've only been here once, and I was blindfolded the last time. We followed the spirals up until we hit a dusty room, definitely above ground. There was no furniture, and all the windows shown trees from the outside.

"Wow, what happened to the furniture?" I asked, staring around the vast space of dust and more dust.

"Oh, we took them down to the cellar, might as well use them. My idea." She said proudly and I laughed.

Walking outside I realized that we were in the middle of the forest, it was just an old shack in nowhere. Looking back, I saw that the paint was peeling and the roof was breaking- definately looked abandoned. The boys were all done with loading the boxes of water, food and spare clothes. They were just arguing about who was going to drive.

"You drove last time!" Evan said angrily.

"But you suck at driving! When we all feel suicidal, you can drive!" Tom argued.

Rachel rolled her eyes as we approached the white van. Everyone was already seated. She hopped in first and sat by the back next to a very disgruntled Tom who climbed in after. "Buckle up." He said quietly, and Rachel burst out laughing. I had to sit in the middle row, and Blake was already there. He scooted over for me.

"So first raid." He said, raising his eyebrow.

"Yeah. Feeling rebellious." I said, smiling. It was so easy to smile around Blake, and he has the most dazzling smile ever, too.

Burns slid beside me and pulled the door shut with a slam, he pulled out various fruits from a little basket he brang and started to hand them around. I got an apple. Nate took passengers' seat.

"Ready?" Burns' asked, smiling slightly, peeling the banana.

"Yeah. What could go wrong?" I asked, and Blake laughed.

Evan revved the engine.

"Let's go." Nate said in an adventurous tone.

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Melanie- (Current time)

Driving along the highway with the backpack and purse by my side, I kept a lookout for that familiar desert point that was the guide back to the caves. With the Deep Heal in the backpack, I beginning to feel more positive about Lily. Wait Lily, just hang on. I thought over and over.

After I make it back, I'll be headed back out on a newer search and rescue, for Wanda, Jared, Ian, Kyle and Sunny- wherever they are. Keeping a careful eye on the speedometer I peeled the desert too. It was new to me. Every time we went on raids, it was either one of the boys driving, or Wanda, never me, so I'm not sure with my way around.

50 miles later I saw a sign saying, '20 miles, Tucson'. Feeling relief, I gunned the engine a little longer, and watched as the little trees and bushes along the road slowly disappeared. Down the road was a black jeep, covered in red dust, halfway on, halfway off.

"Who parks like that?" I though aloud as I swerved around it, taking in brief glimpses before realizing. Taking the red jeep to an absolute halt, I hopped out, leaving the car in the dirt and walked around. This jeep was the spare one that us raiders kept in a cave not far away from our 'colony'. We never used it though, because it was running out of fuel, and wouldn't have had enough to make it to the closest petrol station anyway.

And the reason it was here is because….. "SUNNY?" I called out into the hot desert sun.

"SUNNY?! Where are you??!"

"SUNNY!"

Squinting aganst the sun and th redness of the desert, I saw no-one.

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Silly me, sorry. I thought that I added something about who Sunny/Jodi's new housemates are in the last Chap, but I guess I didn't; so here they are:

Nate- The shady leader (Mafia Boss) D

Rachel- Chirpy, positive, mafia boss' daughter.

Blake- Sex on legs, oh, wait, umm, good guy- I guess. Best friend to Mafia boss' daughter's other-half. Sees Sunny as more than a pretty face, but sees her soul too.

Tom- Quiet other-half of mafia boss' daughter (Mafia boss disapproves slightly, poor bloke)

Evan- Athletic, other-half to another rebel human in Gail's group (see book)

Teresa- Extremely nice uni-grad who got cheated on by her bf of three years.

Chelsea- Cheery, upbeat national's soccer player (I had to add that in lol, girls can be good at sports too :P)

Emma- Cheerleader, sexy, EVIL, jealous ex-girlfriend (cliche, much?)

Lucas- Mechanic born in Houston.

Richard- A/hole, d/head jerk who cheated on his girlfriend of three years.

Phillp- Writer of childrens books :)

Dallas- Highschool jock, but a deep-hearted good guy.

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Burns- Mafia boss' best friend. In on something....

Hey guys! So I hoped you enjoyed that :) I sure enjoyed writing it! Blergh, school starts again in two days (whhhy?????). Hmm, hints and tips for what YOU want in the next couple of chappies? I'm thinking of making it a Wanda x Ian, Mel x Jared (usual canon) but maybe a Kyle x Jodi and Sunny x Blake? It just hit me when she was saying how much she fitted in, so it might be the same situation like what happened to Wanda and Mel. Tell me what you think, yes?

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