User blog:Tesla Man/WikiLost - E14 - Reclaim

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3 Months Later

Negative walked through the jungle, a makeshift spear in her hand, a rifle slung of her shoulder. Her feet were wearing out, she didn’t wear shoes, her calloused feet provided enough protection against sticks and rocks that lay scattered in the dirt. The rain was coming with the setting of the sun that was almost under the horizon, but she was almost to her destination. There was grumbling in the distance, and the sky got darker and tiny droplets dove from the clouds above. Neg had been walking all afternoon, and after 14 miles she was almost there. Looking past trunks of palms and over bushes, she spotted the warm glow of a campfire, the metal poll that carried a blue flag with 4 yellow stars on it was illuminated, and bounced the light onto the tanned skin of Ximena.

Ximena was Lucidus’ daughter, she was born about 20 years ago, (they really didn’t keep count of time at the camp). Lucidus had led an attack on a Vietnamese camp on the island, their plane crashed only a few miles away from the 4 Stars camp. He captured one of the women there and raped her, keeping her alive until she gave birth, then he drug her out to the jungle and put her down like a dog.

After Negative’s mother committed suicide Lucidus took her in. At the time, Negative was a very pretty child, which explains the unspeakable things he did to both her and Ximena. By the time the two were in the double digit years, they had lost all innocence they once had. Lucidus was also abusive, consistently hitting his children for the smallest things. All up and down her arm, Negative had cigar burns from either keeping Lucidus awake all night as a one year old or sneaking out of her tent. Negative was rebellious, so she would continually take the brutal punishment Lucidus delivered. Ximena was the opposite, she would let it happen, and would let Lucidus violate her.

Negative approached the camp, keeping her footsteps silent, weaving in between anything that could make noise- twigs, leaves, branches – and crouched behind a bush on the border of the camp and gazed off at Ximena. She was eating beans next to a man, Malcolm, and they were pretty close. Malcolm fed a spoonful of beans to her and he whispered something in her ear. She smiled, laughed, and put her head on his shoulder then continued eating, eventually she finished her plate, stood, and held Malcolm by the hand gently and dragged him across camp, and into a tent. Negative needed her now.

Negative lightly hopped around the edge of camp to the tent. She saw the back flap open and peered in, Ximena was undressing Malcolm and they were kissing, their guns placed against the side of the tent. Negative blinked a few times then entered the tent.

“Ximena we need to talk.” Negative said, her face was coated in mud and her hair was messy in comparison to Ximena whose hair was straight and washed, her skin clean and shiny. Ximena gasped and stood up, buttoning her shirt back up.

“Excuse me babe.” Ximena stepped out of the tent, and was followed by Negative. Ximena began the conversation with a powered slap to the face, and then she collected herself. “How dare you. You leave us, make us think you’re either dead or a traitor. You think you can just walk into my tent without notice, thinking that it wouldn’t be somewhat odd that you appear out of the jungle after 2 months of disappearance? I don’t think so. You’re going to explain yourself right now, right here, to me.” Ximena dug her feet into the ground.

“I need your help.” Negative looked into the tent, Malcolm was putting his shirt back on and sitting patiently, a confused expression was somewhat present on his face. “I’m living with the plane survivors, they’re at the camp I used to run to to escape Dad. They need guns, and I can’t come back again and keep providing, the camp knows I’m a traitor, so I need you to do it for me.”

“Why would I do this? Why would I betray my camp like you? Why did you do it?” Ximena tilted her head and leaned in, her eyebrows creased together in confusion, tears welled up in her eyes.

Negative lifted up Ximena’s shirt, exposing two scars over her ribcage. “I’m doing this because of dad. He hurt you to, the only difference is I’ve been able to stand up to dad. I’m depending on you to be brave, for once in your life. Please take a chance and don’t let him do this,” She pointed at the scars from two broken ribcages on Ximena’s chest “anymore.”

Ximena built up tears in her eyes and wrapped her arms around Negative.

“I need you to stay here, you just need to drop off the guns at the creek about a half mile out. I’ll make sure you’re safe.” Negative held Ximena back.

“Are you guys attacking the camp?” Ximena broke the hug in worry.

“They’ve been holding a few survivors prisoner back at their old camp. They need them back, and they need to attack this camp to stop us completely. We’ll burn a bonfire after we take back the camp, you’ll see the black smoke, you take only the necessities and Malcolm and you run to the scientist camp. You remember where it is right?”

“I remember. When will you guys be attacking?” Ximena looked back at Malcolm who was standing outside the tent, listening in on the conversation.

“End of the week.”

Ximena nodded and Negative turned and ran.