From the Ashes

49

"'In the end, even the
Stars
Choose
Destruction
Over life'"

- D.J

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。・°°・Bear・°°・。

"Don't you walk away from me, young man!" A woman's voice carried out amongst the morning dew, peaking out their window, Bear could just make out the form of Kage running away from his mum.

"Mm," she smiled,"nothing like a mum about to whoop their sons ass in the early mornings."

"What's ass?" Eliza asked.

Widening her eyes, Bear turned around with her hands clasping the side of her hips. Poppy clawing at the side of her legs, now, too big to be held. It was only time before she could sense Pike smacking on her door and ordering her to get rid of 'it.'

"A word you shouldn't be using for at least another ten years," Bear said, softly stroking the top of Eliza's head,"how about we go save Kage from his mum, hm?"

Before Bear could even finish that statement, Eliza was quickly rushing out the door, the sounds of her shoes squeaking against the metal floor caused the little bear cub to stand up - its ears twitching slightly, before bounding out the door after it's little friend. Bear could already imagine the slight horror appearing on peoples faces, as they stepped back to give it space.

Poking her head out to look down the hall, she made sure no one pointed a gun at Poppy just in case.

"Bear!" Jackson called out, catching the girl off guard, after all, the man was the quiet type.

She didn't really think he noticed her, but today she seemed to prove herself otherwise. Walking towards her, briskly joined by Lincoln, the girl tilted her head as she watched the men stop before her.

"What's up?" Bear asked, turning to look out the window as she heard the soft giggles of a child, seeing Kages mum twirling Eliza around in her grasp.

Walking towards her, Miller came to stand by her side. Intertwining her hands with his, Bear felt the welcoming squeeze, as he sensed the anxious adrenaline build up inside of her. She liked the ideas of normality, but that just wasn't something that could be done when everything was going to absolute shit.

With Pike pulling the strings like a puppeteer, something was wrong, wrong enough at least for Jackson to come knocking at her door.

"Their..." Jackson fumbled over his words, not sure how he was going to phrase this,"Pike, he's..."

"He's taking my people out of Abigail's care," Lincoln cut in, watching the flare of anger bristle beneath her skin.

"Their taking..." Bear questioned,"sick people out of med bay?"

"Yes."

"Why the fuck are they doing that," Bear groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose, did she have to do everything around here?

"Pike..." Jackson whispered, knowing very well that he didn't need to say much besides that.

Tightening her grasp on Miller, she looked to him with a smile, before turning and making her way down the long hallways of the befallen ark. Quickening their steps to keep up, Jackson fled to the front so that he could open the doors quickly.