Chapter 21

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It had been a few days after the initial shock from the news got the best of me..

Sky..Stella..I hope both of you are safe…where ever you are..

Feeling guilty for my previous actions, I felt that it would be best helping Tris and Demon (who just recently stepped in) get everything organized and ready for the counter attack.

I’ve been sent of missions nonstop for the past few days, and already I’m getting worn out.

Even with Iris by my side…everything is so dull and boring now..

I try to keep my opinions to myself, but I know I won’t hold up for much longer..

Anyways, after we had finally moved into the Secondary Base, I helped the other survivors settle in and get back into the swing of things.

Man..it sucks to work alone..even if your among others working together.

I just feel…empty..like the Delta took a piece of me the day they took Sky away..

…….What is even going on with me..I don’t even know anymore. 

Back on track, I had just finished checking up on Tris when I heard some ruffling noises and a small squeak.

Turning my head, I left without being dismissed and followed my ears.

The sounds lead me outside of the base, into the undergrowth that surrounded the it.

Feeling uncertain, I continued to travel towards the sounds, but they ceased the moment I took a step into the foliage. 

Becoming confused, I stood there like an idiot for a few minutes, waiting for what was about to happen, but nothing ever did.

I was just about ready to turn and head back when I heard more rustling. 

And voices.

Familiar ones.

“Is he gone yet?”

“I think..lemme check..”

Windy peeked her head above the bush and quickly ducked her head down again, praying that I hadn’t seen her.

Well..I did, as a matter of fact.

I cleared my throat and tapped my foot against the dirt.

“I know you and Musona are there, Windy.” I told them, unamused.

Windy cursed under her breath and peeked her head out from her cover again.

Rolling my eyes, I decided to get straight to the point.

“What are you doing here?” I demanded, unintentionally raising my voice.

Windy yelped a little and stumbled back. I heard Musona whimper.

“I-I told you we should’ve ran for it..” she whispered, barely audible.

Rolling my eyes was apparently a thing now.

“I..er..we’re just passing through..” Windy stammered, looking fearful. Her hair was all tangled and muddy, her clothes torn; I guessed that they had been living in the wilderness for quite some time now.

“P-Please don’t hurt us..” Musona begged, looking utterly horrified.

Again with my eyes rolling.

I sighed and pointed behind me, and Windy followed my hand with her gaze.

“Behind me are the survivors from the Delta attack,” I told them. “One would think that I have more important matters to attend to.”

Windy just nodded and fiddled around with a button that had become undone.

I sighed and considered my options.

Sure, they were from Delta, but they had nothing to do with the attack. I knew that for an absolute fact.

If they were, then they would’ve also been taken by Delta, which they clearly aren’t.

And yet…

I had a lingering feeling for them..almost like sympathy..but what?

“Wait here.”

I turned and left them standing there, my objective clearly printed in my mind.

I was their kidnapper. I was responsible for dragging them into this mess.

It was my hands that brought them to Omega.

And now that I have a choice…a humane choice.

I’m not letting that slip from me. Not today.

--------------------------------*Time skip*----------------------------------

After feeding them and helping them settle in the forest, I returned back to my room, staring at the ceiling.

I knew that Tris would not have approved of my betrayal, but as if I cared about her thoughts right now.

Basically, I’m now a traitor to Omega.

But I don’t care.

I had finally done something right..something my human self would’ve done.

And no amount of missions or fake achievements can hide that.

“I had finally done something right…” I murmured to myself, staring at the ceiling.

Would Sky be proud? Probably.

If only he was here…

I closed my eyes, letting my breathing slow down.

Sky..no matter where you are..I will come looking for you..and we’ll become friends again..just like the good old times..

That was my last thought before I drifted off into a quiet slumber.

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