Chapter Eleven - Family
Three Months Later
More of the 'Others' came. After the first wave they just kept coming. It soon became clear that this forbidden outer world was no safer from the manufactured scourge of what was left of humanity than anywhere else.
In fact it may have been even more dangerous as it seemed to be attracting the 'Others' with ever-increasing frequency.
Three days prior to today the sanctity of our little haven on the mountain had been breached.
Mel had killed three of the invaders in the courtyard while we had watched on with a gun in our hands ready to use them if needed. Mel hadn't needed the help though and thus the attention that a gunshot would bring had been avoided, but the reality was that the next time we might not be so fortunate.
Today, Shakaza and I had said goodbye to our little home that God had provided for us, before following after our man down a path that would take us back to the sea.
As contented as we had been at the house on the cliff the reality for us was that it had never been our home.
Our home was our man. A man, who had already seeded the essence of his life into both of us.
We each bore the evidence of his child within us with pride. We were both intensely relieved in some way as if the greatest thing achievable to us as women was in the making.
We could not ask for a better Master or our children for a better father. He was a source of constant provision, safety and love to all of us.
He had been contented to stay at the house as much as we had been, but from the first week he had been actively planning a contingency plan for us or perhaps just what might be a better way of life should we need to leave the house.
The thought process behind his plan was simple. We needed to return to the world that we had always known.
On the surface while it seemed dangerous the reality was that being here could be even more dangerous.
With the reality that most of humanity was wiped out back where we had come from there stood to be a good chance of finding a safe hamlet to hideaway in.
Counterpoised to that, this forbidden outer land seemed to be flashing a neon welcome sign to every entity rendered soulless by the very elite who had populated this land first and who had held it selfishly in reserve for their own purposeful enjoyment.
The judgment falling down upon them should not become ours as well as we'd had no part in their evil ways and so it was good for us to leave this land.
The lands we would be returning to were now in some ways as much of an unknown as this land had been for us but it didn't matter. Where our man led us we would follow.
Over the past few months most of the supplies had been shifted out of the house by the cliff to yet another remotely located château by the seacoast that had been as abandoned as the first had been, only it had not been stocked with provisions as ours had been. In fact it had never even been lived in.
It had been a house in waiting for some upper echelon CEO or junior family member of an elite bloodline to inherit someday no doubt.
More important than the house though was what we had found moored off at the dock beside the house.
A pristinely appointed sailing yacht with all the bells and whistles that money could buy. Even though the boat had the functionality of sails there were still aspects of it that needed electrical input and if it had just been up to us the boat would have been virtually useless to us.
But God had provided a way for us, because over a month ago we had bumped into and made an alliance with two young couples that had managed to survive as we had.
The one couple had at its masculine head the Japanese boy from the cruise liner whose name was Nio. He and the leading man of the other couple were both extremely talented with all things mechanical and possessed a great ability to problem solve.
From them we confirmed what Mel had surmised to be true that there had indeed been a worldwide EMP event of such magnitude that it had fried out even the EMP hardened systems of the elites, which is why they were probably even now being actively wiped out within their own land as they lay blind to the invasion of outside forces with no way to stop them reaching the shore.
All their advanced technology and orbiting satellites and so forth was so much excess garbage right now. All they had to rely upon was a supply of bullets that was being actively depleted from by the day.
Nio and the other guy though had managed to circumvent the damage done to the ship's power system and get what was needed back into working order.
Everything had proceeded extremely well in the past month with the preparation to get the ship underway and leave this land, but I felt a lot of trepidation today in our final approach to the seacoast.
The two couples knew that we were coming with the last of the supplies, but with already having so much of the contents of the house by the cliff stowed on board the boat what was to keep either of the two men from leaving without us with their two wives?
I didn't want to think so negatively of them, but still the question of that occurring kept gnawing away at me inside.
Regardless I kept my worry to myself and trusted that Mel had the situation under control.
One positive point to be considered was that neither of the boys, who now seemed much more like men, seemed to be the sort to do such a thing. Time would shortly tell though.
Shakaza glanced over at me and intuitively I felt that she too had reservations about what we would find at the seacoast.
Our worries seemed to be confirmed as we witnessed Mel begin to move faster and faster along the path and the effort to keep up with him was made only the more extreme for the two of us.
Did he suspect that they may have left without us too?
An hour passed by and now we could hear the crash of the waves that sounded out even over the heavy pants for breath that our lungs were starved for.
Finally we cleared the last patch of forest obscuring our field of view of the château by the beach.
It was still there and more importantly so was the sailing yacht!
Inwardly I immediately felt bad that I had judged the others so wrongly.
Gasping under the load of our heavy packs Shakaza and I grinned at each other as the reality that we were going to get out of here resurfaced as a joy to be felt.
All merriment over our improved chances of survival was wiped away then as we witnessed Mel whip around to stare hard back up the way we had just come from.
