Remember
By Gumnut
23 Jun 2004

Little was known about the black wraith that appeared from nowhere and saved so many lives. Even less was known of the man who had given everything so that they could live.

But they remembered.

Remembered the screams.

Remembered the tears of people fated to die.

Remembered the look on his face as he made the ultimate decision. His leap.

Remembered the car that drove itself, flung itself in to the path of the train, screaming as its chassis was mangled.

Screaming out a name, over and over.

“Michael! Michael, no! MICHAEL!!”

A shot rang out.

But the hijacked train slowed to a stop, the black Trans Am jammed up against the metal origami of the main engine.

Inhuman whimpers echoing across the suddenly silent track.

They found him collapsed over the emergency brake, determination frozen on his face, three hijackers unconscious on the engine compartment floor. He didn’t see them, blue eyes staring into nothing, his lungs exhaling their last, a single word on his lips.

“Kitt….”

Those standing beside the mangled sports car were surprised as the continual whimpering suddenly stopped, and a voice whispered a name in amazement.

“Michael?”

And then there was silence.

Most never knew his name, never knew the meaning behind the symbol on the semi that collected the crumpled wreck. Never knew why a woman pleaded with the black car, tears in her eyes, calling a name over and over again and receiving no answer.

And most of all, never knew why.

But they remembered.

It was all the honour they could give.

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FIN.