Chapter Twenty-Eight - Metonymy

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Drones swarm into the night—shining bright with the yellow light.

Firing into the enemy's one after one, indiscriminately, showing no mercy.

Let the show begin.

The dead machines fall down into the buildings with numerous people inside.

All crushed underneath. But they can't change it. They have to do it. The city is a battlefield, and they will continue to fight.

The Horizon's screen transmits the sudden breaking news.

"My fellow citizens," Alphonse says. His hands are folded together as he sits behind his desks.

"It is past eleven PM in Central Europe, almost turning Saturday. All over the world—the time stops right now. As the resistance decided to, once more, open fire in a city where people could not evacuate soon enough," he pauses as his eyes begin to turn color. "This is not what we wanted!" his teeth clenched.

"What in the world is he doing?" says Jason unfolding his arms as he watches.

"We wanted to peacefully end this war. But the resistance decided to continue!" he pauses and clears his throat. "My son, who was once a member of the resistance, came back to me in tears. He told us how corrupt these people are. They are liars!" he raises his voice, forcing out a tear of his eye. "All they want to see are the corpses from us," he pauses. "We are unable to save Athens, and I am deeply sorry for all the loss," he closes his eyes, his face soaked in tears. "But we have to fight back, or else we will lose more innocent people from us!"

The transmission stops.

Riley turns to Jason. "He's turning the world against us."

"He already did that," says Jason. "This ain't new news to us. We will continue!"

"Roger!" they all say in sync.

Riley takes a slight look at the other three, who look at their screens, talking to the pilots. She has to continue as well. The world is looking at the fight—the same way as they do.

"Alphonse showing emotion, just to pursue his regime, we are already the enemies. But that doesn't mean we won't be able to move forward," says Jason to the pilots.

Riley looks at him with her mouth open. She is lost in thoughts. Jason seems so different. He doesn't want to fight Alphonse only. He wants to fight all of them.

"Are you alright, Riley?" he asks, slightly looking at her.

"Yes," she says and clears her throat, turning the back of the chair at him. "I was just," she shakes her head. "I am fine."

"We will talk after this is done, okay?"

She nods slowly.

Bombs rain down from the sky and into the city.

One after one, the enemies march in—the machines.

The H-04 opens the wall to save the other Horizon, hiding behind the shield's wall.

"How many are there coming?" asks Henry, strained.

"No idea," says Riley. "This is new."

"We will have to wait until the bombing rain stops!" shouts Darryl through.

Minutes later.

The city is in a catastrophic state.

No one will survive—no one is able to hide anywhere.

With the bombs scattered around, destroying everything, one by one.

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