Mᴜᴛᴀɴᴛ Aᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘsᴇ 6: Tʜᴇ Vᴀʟʟᴇʏ

31 || 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐃

During the evening hours, all communities watched over their members closely, whether it was for their protection, or being unsure if there were any wolves in sheep's clothing. The black-coated mare, Kharoma walks through the halls, her hooves clicking against the tiled floors, and wanders the school until she finds Nixon standing by one of the exit doors with a backpack and a radio in his hand. She was about to say hello during this time of night, but she felt something was very different about him. She had told Raphael already about Nixon's odd behavior.

To keep herself hidden, she stood by one of the pillars in the Commons and watched Nixon run down the hall near the gym. She trotted down the hall, following him closely. The horse stops and sees that Nixon is sneaking out of the community, unsure of the reason.

Why is this shy kid leaving Anzen at this time of night? There are so many new dangers! Is he going to go look for the kidnapped mutants?

Kharoma snorted lightly, realizing she needed to follow Neen for the sake of his safety. Quickly before the double doors could close, the horse zipped through and made it to the outside, skidding her hooves across the icy concrete that led to the parking lot that was once used for students and teachers. "Neen!" Kharoma called out.

The kid halts in mid-step and peers over his shoulder. He wore a beanie on his head, a fairly full rucksack on his shoulders, and a belt, a heavy winter jacket, and a firearm. When he noticed his equine companion there to witness him carry out his departure, he appeared a little anxious. "Khar!" He muttered. "W-What are you doing here?" He asked her.

"I should ask you that." She nickered at him lightly. "Why are you leaving? We're in the middle of... a war." It still bewildered her that a war was occurring and being said from her muzzle.

Neen adjusted the straps of his bag on his back. "I need to leave. I'm afraid. I can't be here anymore, Khar. Good luck to you and everyone..." He tried to leave.

"Stop!" Kharoma neighed, trotting in front of him. "We can do this together. Please, don't leave."

"I said good luck!"Neen enunciated to her, gently nudging the horse out of the way as he ran toward the walls, where he would hop over and vanish into the night. Enemies await him there, and the infected will be able to hear his footsteps. Kharoma cast a sorrowful glance at him, wishing she had more time to talk to him before he fled. She's curious as to why he departed so quickly. Kharoma loved this boy, and she was heartbroken to see him walk out on his extended family. However, she recalled that he had once behaved strangely, and she prayed that wasn't the cause of this.

She walked back into the school, unaware of Nixon's true intentions.

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𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟷𝚝𝚑, 𝟸0𝟷𝟾

The following morning, Vincent is directed to take a group with her in these harsh conditions regarding the snow. She made sure to bundle up very well with the strongest and most sensitive mutants. They are there to defend her well since she will be the only human.

Donatello, Kharoma, Celeste, and someone from Palace in Otis Orchards named Azi will accompany her. Azi is a pink-haired, dark-skinned, and slender fighter, a spectacular protector, and will stop at nothing. She will defend her home and is glad to be part of the team she has been assigned. Azi believed it was a great idea to go out on crucial supply runs for the sake of her friends and family. But she thought meeting Vincent Brooks was a great honor! She's heard so many stories about her life while surviving out there which inspired Azi to push harder in her life. So far, Vv is a great friend.

Then, Honey was there to keep the fierce atmosphere flowing. She was from Woodward and being out here gave her some uneasy feelings. Honey despised being outside, but it's good to get out every once in a while and not be isolated in a community. This mutant girl with bear-like features on her face would do what she could to provide for her people.