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Apocalypse Rising, Book One: From Ashes
(1) au [ From Ashes, the graphic novel ]
The silence became a living thing, swallowing the empty roadside as Maddie rasped, heart pounding in her chest and the sound of her quick breaths filling the emptiness around her.
She wished there were more. Something more to hit until it could make her feel better. Anything.
“THE END IS HERE.”
Apocalypse Rising, Book One: From Ashes
acts i - iii - [ tarot: part five ]
Wheel of Fortune
Bruises were forming on Maddie's stomach and back and arms. She felt out of breath and tired. She felt like she'd been bludgeoned. Then she would see Allison again and she looked the exact opposite. She was doing flips in the air like it was nothing when usually, for Maddie, it was. She saw Allison and the girl almost looked energized. Confident. Alive.
Allison had just sent Maddie stumbling into the cage door of the gun cabinet head first and Maddie collapsed to her knees as the world spun.
"Allison," she heard Chris say in a warning tone.
Allison didn't seem to hear as Maddie unsteadily got back to her feet and tried to get back to her defensive stance. Allison was already on her, kneeing her in the ribs and Maddie coughed like her lungs were about to come up through her throat.
"Come on," Allison said, quietly at first. The second time, it was a shout. "Come on!"
The Empress
“Whatever. So they named us ‘Team Alpha’.”
“Because we’re too dangerous, Em,” Terra bit back, tossing the file folder across the room, the papers flying out of it and scattering all over the floor. “Dana, me, you...we were put together for a reason even if no one wants to say it.”
“You want to tell that to those kids that just got lumped in with us?” Emery’s eyes narrowed on Terra before she picked up a paper with a photo in the corner. Charlotte Jheon, 14. She grimaced at the girl in the photo with the shy smile and pin straight black hair and shook her head. “No. Screw that.”
“You gonna tell that to Dana?”
“Dana’s not the leader of us.” Em continued to pick up the papers on the ground, glancing at her own photo, then Terra’s, and then Dana’s. She looked wild, untamed - with dirt and blood on her hand and her hair greasy and matted. Em didn’t even recognize the girl compared to who she saw every day now. Still, behind the thin layer of cleanliness and more coherent sentences, Em knew Dana hadn’t changed, that she would never overcome what had been done to her. “I love Dana, you know that, but she’s not who we are.”
Terra had gingerly picked up the last paper and sighed, handing it to Em with a softer expression, one that Em knew she wouldn’t show anyone else. “Right. And who are we?”
Emery smiled only slightly as she looked down at the photo of a girl with wild blonde hair and a wide grin. Anne Marie Drake, 14. Dana wouldn’t always be around and that was fine - because Emery would, come hell or high water. She glanced back up at Terra, eyes shining and smile growing a bit. “We’re the A squad. Like, the go team. The front line. Hell yeah, we’re dangerous and that’s why they’ll come to us first to get the job done. We are boss. Ass. Bitches. I will make damn sure they know that. And do you realize what that makes me?”
Terra quirked an eyebrow. “Head bitch?”
Em’s lips curled into a smirk as she gave a nod. “Damn right.”
Apocalypse Rising, Book One: From Ashes
Character MBTI [ 6/9 ]
Maddie Hayes - ISFJ [ the defender ]
ISFJs are a wonderful group, rarely sitting idle while a worthy cause remains unfinished. They are warm, generous, and dependable. People value them for their consideration, awareness, and ability to bring out the best in others by their firm desire to believe the best. ISFJs are extremely sensitive, internalizing their feelings a great deal. Heavily influenced by emotion, they’re motivated by fear, or by betrayal in most cases. They care often too much, which ultimately leads them to their downfall. Not everyone wants to be saved.
Apocalypse Rising, Book One: From Ashes
Character MBTI [ 4/9 ]
Terra Núñez - ISTJ [ the logistician ]
ISTJs are quiet and reserved individuals who are interested in security and peaceful living. They have a strongly-felt internal sense of duty, which lends them a serious air and the motivation to follow through on tasks. Usually wants to instill order that goes way beyond what is right. They feel justified in what they are doing, but ignore the feelings of individuals for the great good of society.
Apocalypse Rising, Book One: From Ashes
acts i - iii - [ tarot: part four ]
The Hierophant
Some girls ran away, some moved on to bigger and better lives, and some...well, they died. Came with the calling.
She felt a jolt of anger, though. It sounded like so casual when death was never, ever casual or to be taken lightly. They weren't incredibly often, but she was sure there was even some girl on the other side of the world fighting for her life with powers she probably never wanted. Every death was a result of a decision she made for those girls because they never had the choice. Buffy hadn't either, but did that make it alright?
Justice
Terra quirked an eyebrow. "What were you expecting?"
Maddie glanced at Marie automatically. Marie, the natural beauty with her perfect curls and hypnotic blue eyes. She looked away, her head lowering. Of course, Terra was having none of that as she shot a look to Marie and back to Maddie.
"Word of advice? Grow the hell up. You're not going to be Marie. Ever." Terra's voice was lowered to a whisper but it sounded more like a hiss. The words sliced through Maddie's stomach, her eyes becoming a little glossy and she didn't look up, afraid to allow Terra to see her cry. She hated people seeing her cry and she especially hated how many time they had already. Besides, crying would ruin all of her eye makeup, she assumed. Terra seemed to allow Maddie's head to stay down as she went on. "And stop acting like that's so goddamn bad. It's not."
Apocalypse Rising, Book One: From Ashes
acts i - iii - [ tarot: part three ]
The Star
"Where's Mackenzie Travers?"
It was like fireworks were going off in Max's chest as she leaned forward. She was grinning already, muddy brown eyes shining and dimples denting in on both cheeks. "You're not serious. Are you being serious?" Without any other hesitation, Max bolted out of her seat, banging her knee on the table and knocking over her chair in the process. Her arms were splayed for a moment, as if she had been trying to catch the chair, but then she set them straight at her side and lifted her head up. "Max Travers, reporting, ma'am."
Judgement
Before she could get up, the blonde was in front of her and her hand clasped tightly around Maddie's neck. Slowly, she was lifted up from the ground, grasping at the girl's arm and coughing. Her windpipes had closed completely and she could feel her lungs shriveling up. The girl smiled again but her voice came out as a growl. "No, Slayer. You're not sorry. Not yet."