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I grabbed a knife from the cutlery and went into the medical tent. I could barely suppress a laugh. Not only was he in a different part of the tent than yesterday, but he was lying on his stomach now instead of his back. “It’s over,” I said. “We know you’re the murderer, and you’re going to have to stop playing this unconscious act.”
No response. I expected as much.
I took the knife and place it on his shoulder. “You killed a girl with one arm,” I said. “Cowardly if I said so myself. Do you want to see what her life was like?” I dug the blade in just enough to draw blood.
Still no sign of motion. I gritted my teeth, and with one swoop I maimed him.
“OW!” screamed the man. He instinctively gripped at the wound, but it was of little use. Blood was spraying everywhere.
I nodded. “So, obviously you were faking it,” I said. “Mary, you know how to close this kind of wound, right?” She nodded.
“OK,” I told the man, “You’ll tell use everything, and if you do, Mary will assure you live.”
The man spit. “Like I would tell you. I’d rather die!”
“OK,” I said. “Mary, fetch me some water from the ocean.”
“What for?” she asked.
“Ever heard of salting the wound?”
Within minutes, the man was squealing in pain. “Stop! Stop!” he begged. “I’ll tell you everything! Just take that cursed water away from me!”
I frowned. “OK,” I said, “why did you fake you concussion?”
The man sighed. “To drive off suspicion. If I was unconscious, I could finish the job.”
“Finish the job?” I asked.
The man nodded. “Yes. I planted the bomb to kill everyone, yet for some reason fourteen of us survived.”
I blinked. “You mean…”
“Yes,” he said. “I was the one who caused the plane to crash. A bomb next to an engine can do a lot of good.”
“You…” said a soft voice from behind me. “You killed my parents!” Suzy ran into the tent and started to pound on the chest of the man.
“And much more,” I said. “Just, why? What was in this for you?”
The man laughed. “Maybe if they had been a little more forgiving with me about the incident when I was an Air Marshal, then they wouldn’t have needed this little disaster to show them their needs.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“I was an Air Marshal,” he said. “But they cut ties with me because I missed one flight I was supposed to be on. So I wanted to show them the importance of having Air Marshals on, and how much they would miss me.”
I blinked. “Are you freaking kidding me?” I said angrily. I slapped him squarely across the face. “For that little grudge, you killed over three hundred people? You disgust me.”
He turned away from me. “I’m not answering any more questions.”
I reached for the salt water. “Yes you will,” I said. But something caught my eye. Maybe it was my now female body that caused it, but my eyes drifted down to his butt. And in the pocket I noticed a small lump.
“What’s this?” I asked as I pulled out a radio like object.
“Don’t touch that!” he screamed. “That’s…”
“A jamming device,” said another voice by the entrance of the tent. I turned around, and standing there was April.
“W-Why are you alive?” I asked.
She smiled. “Mary had suspected something was up with this guy from day one. She is a good nurse, you know. She could tell his concussion was faked. But she couldn’t say anything to anyone but me because it could have caused a riot and more deaths than without. We knew I’d be the next target, so we faked my own death to make this guy content to stay until the morning. Sorry, but I knew that the tea last night was poisoned.”
The guy frowned. “Well, it’s not like you can disable that device anyways. It’s a lock and key mechanism and the key is in the plane.”
I laughed. “Really?” I asked. And so I threw the device into the fire.
“Yep,” said Mary looking at her phone. “Look, we have service.”
I smiled. “So,” I said to the man with the concussion. “We’ll consider ourselves done here. Help should be here in a few hours. Do you want to be turned in to the authorities and sentenced to death, or do you want to run?”
The man blinked. “I’ll, I’ll… I’ll kill you all!”
With a swift turn of my knife, his other hand flew off. “No you won’t,” I said. “If that’s the case, you’ll just have to live here. Here, I’ll give you a piece of advice. Head up to the source of the river. You’ll find a cave to give you any wish you want.”
The man blinked. “We’ll show you!” he said. And so he took off, horribly off balance, to the river.
The helicopters landed within hours. And so we were rescued off the island.
Scientists were immediately interested in Iunno and myself due to our changes. That said, I never had to work another day in my life, as their research paid tremendously. Suzy was placed in Mary’s care, and she grew into a beautiful lady. Mary was reinstated as a nurse and had a successful career. And April, well, she married Mary and due to advancements in technology, they were able to have a kid together.
We never did hear whatever happened to that guy on the island. But we did hear rumors from tourists who visited the island afterwards of seeing some kind of fairy in the woods.
No response. I expected as much.
I took the knife and place it on his shoulder. “You killed a girl with one arm,” I said. “Cowardly if I said so myself. Do you want to see what her life was like?” I dug the blade in just enough to draw blood.
Still no sign of motion. I gritted my teeth, and with one swoop I maimed him.
“OW!” screamed the man. He instinctively gripped at the wound, but it was of little use. Blood was spraying everywhere.
I nodded. “So, obviously you were faking it,” I said. “Mary, you know how to close this kind of wound, right?” She nodded.
“OK,” I told the man, “You’ll tell use everything, and if you do, Mary will assure you live.”
The man spit. “Like I would tell you. I’d rather die!”
“OK,” I said. “Mary, fetch me some water from the ocean.”
“What for?” she asked.
“Ever heard of salting the wound?”
Within minutes, the man was squealing in pain. “Stop! Stop!” he begged. “I’ll tell you everything! Just take that cursed water away from me!”
I frowned. “OK,” I said, “why did you fake you concussion?”
The man sighed. “To drive off suspicion. If I was unconscious, I could finish the job.”
“Finish the job?” I asked.
The man nodded. “Yes. I planted the bomb to kill everyone, yet for some reason fourteen of us survived.”
I blinked. “You mean…”
“Yes,” he said. “I was the one who caused the plane to crash. A bomb next to an engine can do a lot of good.”
“You…” said a soft voice from behind me. “You killed my parents!” Suzy ran into the tent and started to pound on the chest of the man.
“And much more,” I said. “Just, why? What was in this for you?”
The man laughed. “Maybe if they had been a little more forgiving with me about the incident when I was an Air Marshal, then they wouldn’t have needed this little disaster to show them their needs.”
“Huh?” I asked.
“I was an Air Marshal,” he said. “But they cut ties with me because I missed one flight I was supposed to be on. So I wanted to show them the importance of having Air Marshals on, and how much they would miss me.”
I blinked. “Are you freaking kidding me?” I said angrily. I slapped him squarely across the face. “For that little grudge, you killed over three hundred people? You disgust me.”
He turned away from me. “I’m not answering any more questions.”
I reached for the salt water. “Yes you will,” I said. But something caught my eye. Maybe it was my now female body that caused it, but my eyes drifted down to his butt. And in the pocket I noticed a small lump.
“What’s this?” I asked as I pulled out a radio like object.
“Don’t touch that!” he screamed. “That’s…”
“A jamming device,” said another voice by the entrance of the tent. I turned around, and standing there was April.
“W-Why are you alive?” I asked.
She smiled. “Mary had suspected something was up with this guy from day one. She is a good nurse, you know. She could tell his concussion was faked. But she couldn’t say anything to anyone but me because it could have caused a riot and more deaths than without. We knew I’d be the next target, so we faked my own death to make this guy content to stay until the morning. Sorry, but I knew that the tea last night was poisoned.”
The guy frowned. “Well, it’s not like you can disable that device anyways. It’s a lock and key mechanism and the key is in the plane.”
I laughed. “Really?” I asked. And so I threw the device into the fire.
“Yep,” said Mary looking at her phone. “Look, we have service.”
I smiled. “So,” I said to the man with the concussion. “We’ll consider ourselves done here. Help should be here in a few hours. Do you want to be turned in to the authorities and sentenced to death, or do you want to run?”
The man blinked. “I’ll, I’ll… I’ll kill you all!”
With a swift turn of my knife, his other hand flew off. “No you won’t,” I said. “If that’s the case, you’ll just have to live here. Here, I’ll give you a piece of advice. Head up to the source of the river. You’ll find a cave to give you any wish you want.”
The man blinked. “We’ll show you!” he said. And so he took off, horribly off balance, to the river.
The helicopters landed within hours. And so we were rescued off the island.
Scientists were immediately interested in Iunno and myself due to our changes. That said, I never had to work another day in my life, as their research paid tremendously. Suzy was placed in Mary’s care, and she grew into a beautiful lady. Mary was reinstated as a nurse and had a successful career. And April, well, she married Mary and due to advancements in technology, they were able to have a kid together.
We never did hear whatever happened to that guy on the island. But we did hear rumors from tourists who visited the island afterwards of seeing some kind of fairy in the woods.
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That ending felt so rushed, especially for a DeviantArt story of this caliber. I loved it! However, the epilogue could have been much better. I know it can be hard to end a story, but I just thought I'd let you know.
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(LOVE your stores though!)