The Unwanted Solars

Chapter eight

We weren't thinking we're we.

Danika knew that backing up from the fight was the only way to survive, but did she think that the Urempa cared if we survived.

No, they had planned to send us off to fight and hopefully live. hopefully.
Claire kept panicking on the way back. She kept saying if the Urempa found us surrendering they'd hang us first. "Claire calm down!" Danika said with such firmness. "We are fine, the Urempa can't hang us, were not done fighting. We'll fight tomorrow." Danika explained.
No one spoke after that.
Danika searched signals and typed some stuff in to the computer.
Thankful for Vic bringing my headphones, I listened to MCR because MCR.
I dozed off
Dreams didn't occur to me much, they weren't always pleasant either. but now I had a series of dreams.
A lady was floating through the stars, she flew up to me. "it's not something you can stop, the connecting" she whispered. "stop it and leave before it's too late" she then disappeared leaving me the
"Julek wake the hell up!" Vic screamed while tackling me to the ground. I groaned. "You know Juleks had a dream when he gets up at 3 in the afternoon." Europa laughed. "wait is it 3?" I asked. "no stupid!" Europa laughed again. "The Act of Nultros has caught our sensors so I suggest getting the fuck up!"
I grabbed my weapon and ran out to meet up with the rest of the crew.

Danika and Claire were slicing throats and Luke was shining light and disintegrating warriors.
Declan was pinned to the ground. "Declan! Hold on!" I ran and stabbed whoever was on top of him. "Are you hurt?" I asked. "I'm perfectly fine" he said grunting and holding the blood in from a gash. "I'm getting you to the ship." Sliding him against the hard, Rocky ground I got him to the ship. The first aid kit was near by, I grabbed the gauze and opened up his jacket and shirt to wrap it around. I couldn't help but admire the toned body. Wtf Julek pay attention, he's in pain and you're drooling over his abs. "Dude I'm fine I can go fight." Declan said. "Declan, you're hurt, you can't fight, you're stuck with me, deal with it." I snapped. He gave me a smirk. "What's so wrong with being stuck with you?" He said smiling. I couldn't help but smile back.