The Promised Land:
(Part 6) The Final Solution
Caden’s eyes narrowed to dark slits
when he heard the question. “What are you?” she asked, as if he and Shiloh were
objects of contempt or creatures to be feared. The same response any Pure would
have. Caden didn’t realize he expected her to have a different reaction until
he found himself disappointed and slightly irritated. “Just like everyone
else,” he thought.
“Untouchable,” he said aloud, absently staring out at the dry fields.
“Excuse me?” Eden asked in a timid
voice.
Caden sighed and turned to her
again. “We’re different. Shiloh and I are Infected, but we’re more than that.
Some of those who survive the disease live with certain…”
“Consequences?” Eden finished for
him.
“Side effects.”
“So… being diseased gives you
super powers?” Eden mulled over the thought. That had to be the gift Shiloh
told her about.
“That’s one way of looking at it,”
Caden said in a somber tone as he turned back to watch the scenery. “As I said
before, Jericho is still a good distance away. Please don’t feel obligated to
talk the entire time.”
“But what if I-”
“Don’t. Please.”
Eden pouted as she huddled inside
Caden’s large coat. She considered digging through the backpack next to her,
just to see what was in it, but decided against the notion. Being shot by an
angry fifteen year old wasn’t exactly something she wanted to check off her
bucket list. Being bossed around by the kid was bad enough. “Still,” she
thought, “I need to try NOT irritating the guy with the gun.”
An hour passed without a word on
either side. Eden was just about to fall asleep again when she heard Caden
whisper, “Trouble.”
Eden bolted upright and looked
around. In the distance, she could see several dark vehicles approaching. Caden
exhaled and ran a hand through his dark hair. “Pull over.”
“What’s going on?” Eden’s wide
blue eyes darted back and forth between the vehicles and Caden. Shiloh turned
the jeep off the dirt road and parked. Meanwhile, Caden turned around in his
seat and rummaged through the backpack in the backseat.
“Listen, I need you to do something
for me.” He pulled a flat, square parcel out of his pocket and placed it into
her hands. “I need you to keep this safe for me. Put it in your pocket.”
“What is it?”
“That doesn’t matter. If something
happens to us, I need you take it to Jericho and find Ezra. She’ll know what to
do.”
“If something happens? Who is she?
What is this?” Eden couldn’t help but sound panicked. “What’s going on? I don’t
understand!”
Caden took out various ammunition
rounds from the bag next to Eden and stuffed them into his smaller bag. He
checked the ammunition in several handguns and shoved them into his sack as
well. Caden took his windbreaker off, slung the bag over his shoulder, and
replaced his jacket. He glanced at the oncoming vehicles and turned his
attention back to Eden. “Please listen to me. This is very important. Whatever
happens, don’t say anything. Just do as I say and it will all be ok.”
Eden’s stomach flipped with
anxiety as she looked back at the dark vehicles. “Promise?”
For the first time, Eden witnessed
Caden smile. In the same manner Shiloh had done, Caden held up his right index
finger to his lips then covered his left fist with his right palm. Before Eden
could say a word, Caden’s smile disappeared as he nodded to his brother. Shiloh
pulled his grey hood over his silver hair. Eden stuffed the paper-wrapped package
into her jean pocket. It bulged a bit, but was easily concealed by Caden’s
large coat.
The vehicles turned out to be four
black humvees with black and white flags on the front. Much to the trio’s
dismay, the vehicles stopped on the road alongside the jeep and two soldiers
from each vehicle got out.
For a few tense seconds, the three
waited. The eight camo-clad figures aimed assault rifles at the jeep as a man wearing
a dark blue military uniform and glasses stepped out of the first humvee.
He walked to the jeep and inspected the
passengers. He took off his hat, ran a hat through his dirty blonde hair, and
put the hat back on.
“Well, well, well,” he said as he
stepped up to Shiloh’s side of the jeep. “A bunch of delinquents taking a joy
ride. You know, it’s illegal for children to drive a stolen vehicle.”
“It’s not stolen,” Caden piped up.
“Is that so? I have trouble
believing that.” The man turned directly to Shiloh, but the boy kept his head
down. “What business do you have in Jericho?”
Caden replied, “Just visiting.”
“I didn’t ask you,” the man shot
back at Caden, but continued to question Shiloh. “Well? It’s rude to ignore
people. Answer me!”
“He doesn’t talk,” Caden
interjected.
“A mute?” The man tilted his head
for a moment. “Must be a deaf mute. Look at me when I’m talking to you.” The
man yanked the grey hood back and stood in stunned silence when he saw Shiloh’s
silvery hair. “Oh.” He backed away and rubbed his gloved hand against his uniform.
“Well that explains it. He’s a Diseased, ” he said with ease. “Out of the
jeep.”
“But we were only-”
“OUT! NOW!” the man commanded.
The three scrambled out of the
vehicle and lined up between the man and the jeep. In the clouded daylight,
Eden noted that he only looked to be older than her by about ten years. There
was a silver star embedded in his hat and star shaped buttons on his uniform. As
the commander walked down the line, Caden’s irises turned deep red.
“You’re a Diseased as well,” he
said as he kept walking. He stopped in front of Eden and leaned in quizzically.
Eden didn’t realize he was wearing glasses until his hazel eyes were staring at
her through half rimmed spectacles. “And what about you?”
“Would you risk it?” Caden
interrupted.
“Perhaps not.” The man stood back
and looked over the motley crew. “Well, that’s a shame. We ran into your kind back
in Jericho. It’s truly remarkable how much pain your people can stand. I
couldn’t find it within my heart to leave them in such pitiful condition.”
He pulled out a pistol and stared
at it as he continued. “It was in their best interest to relieve their misery. Perhaps
I should do the same for you.” The man pointed the gun at Caden’s head.
Caden stood his ground, unflinching.
For far too many agonizingly long moments, Eden feared they would all be shot
and left for dead on the side of the road.
What felt like an eternity later,
the man lowered the gun and chuckled. “Such nerve. You still have time before
the sickness takes control. Enjoy that time while you have it. Meanwhile, I’ll
be taking that vehicle of yours.”
He put the gun away and motioned to
his subordinates. Shiloh dove into the jeep and retreated with his black case
just as two soldiers pushed their way through to commandeer the vehicle. The
man and the rest of the soldiers returned to their humvees and drove off with
the jeep right behind them.
The trio watched the dark shapes
grow smaller in the distance.
Eden, thankful the episode was
over, shivered. “That creep just stole our jeep.”
Caden nodded. “Joke’s on him. It’s
running on empty.”
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