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*Harry*

Unable to absorb the fact, what had just happened before my eyes, I just stared blankly in front of me. My family is dead. I kept saying in my head that it couldn't be true and it just seemed to me but it wasn't a dream. All this was a fact. I don't have anyone to protect anymore. I had a huge hole burned in my chest when I saw them fade to the ground. Full of despair and anger, I took my weapons and began to attack thoughtlessly. I could not leave the death of my parents without a fair punishment. As adrenaline and rage flowed through my body, I was able to knock the creature that caused it all off and avenge my family with a single stab in the throat.

I didn't care that bullets were flying around, I had my revenge and I was ready to die and go to them to heaven. I didn't want to be here alone and at this time. It was unfair. So many wasted lives and almost for no reason. I wonder how the prince, who leads this, can live with himself. How he can look at this and commit this devastation. Why are they actually attacking them? What the human race has done to annoy them and drive them to this suffering and destruction. What else has to happen to be satisfied and stop. I asked myself these questions every day and didn't find the answer. I was distracted by the fact that I had been dragged away from my family. I wanted to defend myself but it didn't make sense. The two were strong enough to hold me.

"What the hell did you think?!" Liam shouted like a little girl as they crawled into the underground passages. "They could have killed you, you fool!" Ed joined him and they immediately checked to see if I was hurt. I only escaped with an injured hand, when the subversive who killed my family was fighting for his life. I ignored the further squeaking of the two existences that still hadn't stopped and burst into tears. It was as if everything that had happened had fallen on me until now. I will never be able to hug them again, I will not hear my mother's laughter and Gemma's swearing when I locked myself in the bathroom in front of her and she didn't like it or my father's cheering on TV. I still wanted to see them so much and at least have the opportunity to say goodbye.

After about an hour of whining and crying into Liam's shoulder, I finally get togehter a little and got to my feet. "Our mission to save the inhabitants of the shelter was unsuccessful. However, this does not mean that we do not examine it. As soon as it's dark, we'll go there. "I gave the orders and walked a short distance away. Maybe they left a letter. I sat in the same place until they told me it was dark and we were supposed to leave. I took my things and put on my mask again and set off, it was clear everywhere, as if the enemies didn't even exist but we didn't let our guard down, we got inside and started looking for weapons, tools, and so on.

I had a different search intent, which I also found after a while and hid that letter in my pocket. I couldn't read it right now because I would collapse mentally. Again. That was inadmissible. We found a lot of useful and necessary things that can be useful to us at home. We loaded them on one of the abandoned cars that was here and drove back to the plane. Once everything was on board, the plane left this gloomy land, in which no life remained.


*Louis*

For several long minutes, I was still crying into the robes of my close friend, who was trying to calm me down. But his attempts were in vain. Grief and sorrow, which had a rather incomprehensible source, spilled over my body and mind. I couldn't help it. I fought it with all my might but nothing helped. It wasn't until some time later that I finally got together and stopped the crying like a little kid, who didn't get the toy he wanted. Of course, it didn't go without the questions of my friends, who saw this scene of mine. I had to explain everything to them but I didn't know exactly how. I could think of nothing but tell them the whole truth.

I began with the fact that from the beginning of this war, I had a dream involving a young man with brown hair and green eyes as bright as the moon itself. I described to them his whole person and also the fact that today I saw a certain woman, who had the same eyes but looked different from the boy. "I thought she might be a relative and know something about him but before I could intervene, one of our people ended her life and so did all my hope of finding him." I said quickly and immediately continued. "An image of the boy, who was crying appeared before my eyes and I couldn't stand it and started too." he sighed at his behavior.

This shouldn't happen because there was no time or space for it now. It's not best to think of someone I don't even know at this time and I have no idea if he really exists, even though I've seen the woman. I'm still not sure. Plus, it's just a dream and he'd hate me if we saw each other now. Definitely after today. I was really afraid to go to sleep so I wouldn't see his hateful and broken look. "Why did you come here in the first place?" I realized that they wouldn't just fly in here if something didn't happen. "The whole team that was attacking the shelter is dead." my mentor announced to me with a sad undertone. ,,What?! "I screamed as it left his mouth.

I immediately ran to the Trion system to make sure it was true. I played the tape and it really was as Zayn said. A small group of Earthlings drove them into a corner before they lost their lives. None of them were interesting, except for one of them, who held a knife stuck in the neck of one of my people. He had covered almost every part of his body, except for one picture on his wrist. That anchor cannot be forgotten.



Hiii!

Not surprised to see me again? It's okay, I know why. My annoying presence is here again with another part. I hope you liked it and I will see you in the next one.

Bye! Treat people with kindess!

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