Planet Urth: The Savage Lands (Book 2) (25 page)

“I hear we’re going,” he says. 

“Yep, looks like we are,” I nod. 

“Any idea how we’re getting there?” he asks. 

I can’t tell whether or not he’s joking.  One eyebrow is cocked and he smiles his perpetual, crooked smile, but I’m still unsure.

“Sully, you’re joking, right?” I ask. 

“No, not at all.”

“What?  Come on!” I say. 

“No really, I mean, we can walk.  It’ll probably take us about five years to get there. Of course, we’ll either starve, be eaten or killed by Urthmen before then, but I’m willing to try!”

I shake my head, trying to right my thought
s.  Surely I didn’t hear what I thought I just heard.  He is obviously just teasing me, isn’t he? I wonder. 

“Come on, enough already.”  I glance at the kids.  Their moods have deflated substantially.  “Cut it out, you’re scaring the kids.”

“What do you mean?  I’m just being honest,” he replies. 

“Sully, stop it, all right.  It’s not funny.  You have the truck and a camper.  We won’
t have to walk,” I look toward the kids and smile halfheartedly. 

“True, I do have the camper and the truck, but you’re forgetting one crucial component: gasoline.  As in, I don’t have any.  And without gasoline, those vehicles don’t operate.”

My jaw goes slack and I do not blink.  Part of me contemplates slapping Sully right across his arrogant face.  But I don’t. Instead, I close my mouth and swallow hard then grind my molars.  “So you got my sister and Riley and Oliver excited over nothing?” I lean in and smile, talking through my teeth quietly 

“I said I’d be happy to escort June there,” he replies in little more than a whisper, and with that twinkle of amusement I found charming before, but now find grating. 

“You gave them hope and now you’re taking it away,” I narrow my eyes and practically growl. 

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re beautiful when you’re mad?” he murmurs.

“Has anyone ever told you I eviscerated the last person who said that to me?” I reply in the same tone he used and watch as he takes a step back.  “Gasoline,” I return his attention to our conversation.  “Where do we find it?”

“It’s guarded by Urthmen, but that’s the least of our problems.”

“Why is that?”

“Do you have any idea how dangerous it would be to take a vehicle on Urthmen roads cross-country?” he asks.

“Maybe you should have thought of that before you let us believe we could have a semblance of a life.”

Sully’s head rears back as if I did decide to slap him.  His eyes are wide and devoid of laughter.  He looks almost remorseful. 

“What?” I ask him.  “What is it?”

“Nothing,” he answers quickly and looks at his feet.

“No really, what is it?”

“It’s just that, it’s what you said.  You and June haven’t ever had any sort of life.” 

“We haven’t.  We’ve always been on the run, even when we lived at the cave or at the compound.  We were constantly threatened,” I admit. 

Sully and I are practically nose to nose.  Consumed by anger and disappointment seconds ago, I forgot we stood in a roomful of people.

“Is there a problem?” Will interjects and reminds us both that we are not alone. 

“Nope,” Sully says and his face returns to its usual inscrutable expression. 

“We just have to work out a plan to get some fuel and we’ll be on our way,” he says and slides a glance at Jericho before returning his attention to me.  “Looks like we’re going on a road trip.  Is everyone in?”

“I’m in,” I say.

“Me, too,” Will adds.

“Count me in,” June claps.

“And me,” Riley cries out. 

“Let’s do it,” Oliver chimes in. 

I look to Jericho who stands with his head bowed and his hands clasped over his belly.  “Hey,” Sully calls.  “How about you?  You coming with us?”

“Of course!  Did you think I’d let you go off and
get into trouble without me?” Jericho lifts his eyes and says with a hearty chuckle. 

“Al
l right then, I need everyone to huddle up,” Sully waves us all toward him.  “We need to formulate a plan to get gasoline,” he begins when everyone circles around him.  I hang back a moment and watch Riley and Oliver, Will and June, the people I love, and feel my chest tighten.  I will miss them.  They belong in New Washington.  They deserve to be safe and happy.  They deserve the life they always dreamed of.  But I do not.  Another fate awaits me, one less peaceful, one far more complicated. 

I will go with them to the underground city, and I will try to convince the people there to fight.  If things are as good as Sully says they are I doubt anyone will join in my crusade and I will leave without Oliver, Riley
, and Will.  I will leave June, too. 

We know what we have to do as a group, and
now I know what I must do as an individual as well.  I have not shared the conclusion I’ve reached with anyone, not Will, not even June.  I fear that saying the words aloud might break me, and I sincerely doubt my voice would hold if I tried.  My chest clenches at the thought, at the expression on everyone’s face when I announce what I will do.  I am glad I will have many days to work myself up to it, to steel myself.  Still, as I watch June talk excitedly with Sully, offering her input, her silvery-blue eyes sparkling with something I have never seen in them before—true hope—I worry that even with time to prepare, my revelation will not get any easier.  I also fear that she will never forgive me.  But I hope someday she does. 

Until now, hope has been a futile emotion
I barely allowed to breeze through my brain in passing.  All I could do daily was try my best to be courageous, to survive.  Neither June nor I would have ever dared to anchor ourselves to it as we have now, since Sully shared with us news of the underground city.  But all that has changed.

Hope is what I am banking
on for June’s future.  Hope is all that motivates me; hope of a better life for June, hope for safety and stability, and hope for a future that includes more than just existing from one day to the next, but actually living and embarking on new experiences. 

I hope June is happy one day and that she is able to reconcile with my decision to leave if that is what comes to pass.  I hope she finds it in her kind and decent heart to forgive me, her last living blood relation, for leaving her to defend the
people of Planet Urth.

Coming Soon:

Planet Urth: The Underground City (Part 3)

About the Authors

Jennifer and Christopher Martucci hoped that their life plan had changed radically in early 2010.  To date, the jury is still out.  But late one night, in January of 2010, the stay-at-home mom of three girls under the age of six had just picked up the last doll from the playroom floor and placed it in a bin when her husband startled her by declaring, “We should write a book,
together
!”  Wearied from a day of shuttling the children to and from school, preschool and Daisy Scouts, laundry, cooking and cleaning, Jennifer simply stared blankly at her husband of fifteen years.  After all, the idea of writing a book had been an individual dream each of them had possessed for much of their young adult lives.  Both had written separately in their teens and early twenties, but without much success.  They would write a dozen chapters here and there only to find that either the plot would fall apart, or characters would lose their zest, or the story would just fall flat.  Christopher had always preferred penning science-fiction stories filled with monsters and diabolical villains, while Jennifer had favored venting personal experiences or writing about romance.  Inevitably though, frustration and day-to-day life had placed writing on the back burner and for several years, each had pursued alternate (paying) careers.  But the dream had never died.  And Christopher suggested that their dream ought to be removed from the back burner for further examination.  When he proposed that they author a book together on that cold January night, Jennifer was hesitant to reject the idea outright.  His proposal sparked a discussion, and the discussion lasted deep into the night.  By morning, the idea for the Dark Creations series was born.

The Dark Creations series, as well as the Arianna Rose series and the Planet Urth series, are works that were written while Jennifer and Christopher continued about with their daily activities and raised their young children.  They changed diapers, potty trained and went to story time at the local library between chapter outlines and served as room parents while fleshing out each section.  Life simply continued. 

As the storyline continues to evolve, so too does the Martucci collaboration.  Lunches are still packed, noses are still wiped and time remains a rare and precious commodity in their household, but it is the sound of happy chaos that is the true background music of their writing.  They hope that all enjoy reading their work as much as they enjoyed writing it.

The Dark Creations Series
(A YA paranormal romance series)

Dark Creations: Gabriel Rising (Part 1)

Dark Creations: Gabriel Rising (Part 2)

Dark Creations: Gabriel Rising (Part 1&2)

Dark Creations: Resurrection (Part 3)

Dark Creations: The Hunted (Part 4)

Dark Creations: Hell on Earth (Part 5)

Dark Creations: Dark Ending (Part 6)

Coming Soon:

Planet Urth: The Underground City (Part 3)

Arianna Rose: The Gates of Hell (Part 5)

The Arianna Rose Series
(A paranormal romance series)

Arianna Rose (Part 1)

Arianna Rose: The Awakening (Part 2)

Arianna Rose: The Gathering (Part 3)

Arianna Rose: The Arrival (Part 4)

The Planet Urth series
(A YA science-fiction/futuristic series)

Planet Urth (Book 1)

Planet Urth: The
Savage Lands (Book 2)

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