respect the elders

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the people who survived along side me in the attack sit in the theate again, all silent, its only a few of us.

the voice starts up again, theres mumbling its slightly disgruntled about something , this isnt normal..and instead of a transmission the deep voice says "i know how you all must feel by now , scared, hopeless weak. but it will be over soon enough..." i drown the voice out they arent going to kill us are they? no they wouldnt do that..right? i think to myself the transmission starts

"The rebels claim their brave new world is upon us. do not be fooled by the chicanery in which they lay their claim, it is false and their uprising will not succeed. you will place your trust in fear. you must." and with that, its over,

theres mumbling erupting all around, i growl, i dont like these people at all, they say they wil help and save us but they let half of our people die without twitching a finger on their selfish heartless bodies. 

the next time that voice comes on i will just leave, i cant bear to hear that silky voice drone  anymore-

"as traitors to F.E.A.R and as punishment for their transgressions henceforth and forever all traitors will be seen as enemies . and are to be excecuted on sight."

my breath hitches in my throat. im not a traitor am i? no im not is not liking them being a traitor? im not sure but im just going to have to play along with this one from now on, i want to keep my bocy intact for as long as i can anyway.

"i want to see your god damned face you asshole, so i can show you how your protecion hasnt done anything." i know they cant hear me so thats why i say it, otherwise i think i would be dead already.

a few people stare at me shocked for what i just said

i feel like im going to cry, i miss life as it was, i miss my brother, i miss my sister and i miss my parents. i just let them die while i was selfish im selfish not the F.E.A.R... i slump my shoulders and relax looking at my knees.

i remember all the bands i liked before, i miss them, they are all dead. all of them. i miss having their muic to help me through tough times...i still remember some lyrics actually

everyon is gone by now, its just me and i let it out. hell i even recognize this mans voice, i dont know where from though i just recognize it..i wonder what its like where they are, are they underground? above ground? are they near us?... i wish i knew, we arent usualy allowed outside because its hot and can burn us quickly. and there are memories out there, sad ones that the elders of this place dont want us to see or remember,

i understand and respect that.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 25, 2015 ⏰

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