Away (Encanto Au) [DISCONTINUED]

First Timers (chapter 3)

Mirabel POV

We've been at this camp for a few weeks now. Nothing much has happened. There were a lot of people, but few seemed to be around my age.

"Hey, you there?"

Sergio snapped me out of my daydreaming.

"Oh, yeah. I just got a little distracted for a second."

I said sleepishly. Rubbing the back of my head.

"Well, you gotta pay attention from now on. We're going to scout ahead."

He said, and got up. Going down a thin route inside the trees.

We were later joined by some others. They didn't seem to be bothered by Sergio's appearance. Despite him basically towering over all of them.

Suddenly, we heard gunshots, and seconds later we could also hear shouting.

"There's enemy soldiers at the camp! Everyone, grab a weapon and attack! This is an order!"

A robust and tall man shouted. Still way shorter than Sergio, allthough he probably hardly noticed him.

Then Sergio shoved a huge machine into my hands and said:

"Fire at anything that doesn't wear our uniform. If it moves, it's a threat."

The shots and battle crys only got louder as we arrived at the scene. People covered in blood and dirt. Ripped uniforms and bent weapons.

"What in the good lord happened here!?"

I asked looking over at my team mates. Only getting a few stern looks.

"War happened. You better get used to this, like a normal tuesday."

One said as they continnued the battle. I would't dare fight alongside them. But it was't a choice for me to make.

As I got on the front lines, everything was smoking. Debris flying everywhere.

It was only a matter of seconds until I was noticed and had to make my move.

Kill or be killed. That sentence repeated in my mind.

A few hours into the fight, we could see them growing weaker. The at this point only the adrenaline held us together.

Drenched in blood and sweat, coversed in bruises and dirt. I could barely stand on my legs, but I had to survive. I needed to survive. I couldn't die now. After how long I've gone.

It was well into the evening as the fight got to an end. Almost all the enemy soldiers laying dead on the ground, the rest escaped while they could.

The adrenaline was starting to wear off as we made our way to our temporary homes.

We had bandages all over our bodies. Head to toe covered in dried blood. I could throw up from the smell. I flopped on the makeshift bed out of sheer exhaustion and part relief.

I never would have thought that I would have to fight in a war. Nontheless on the front lines.

If a simple attack on our camp was this hectic and deadly, what will happen when whole armys battle each other?

As I pondered on todays events, a piece of beef jerky was placed in front of my face. I could barely see the person standing over the pile of fabric I'm laying on.

I see a vague form of a man, but I was too tired to even respond. I slowly took a bite of the food in front of me.

Thank my mother for her cooking. It healed all wounds on my body. It made all the aching and tiredness dissappear.

Well, most of it. It obviously didn't make the rush of the adrenaline, the fast pumping of my heart and drowsiness dissappear immediately. But it helped wonders.

After a few minutes of laying, and waiting for the sweet release of sleep. I heard someone lay down next to me with a loud thud. That someone being Sergio, I shuffled over to give him some space.

As I continnued to lie on my stomach, I felt a rough hand on my head. Playing with my hair.

It gave me a sense of slight comfort and not long after I was fast asleep.

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Hey people, sorry that the update took so long. I kind of have no excuse other than I was a lasy sack of shit.

But to make up for it, this weekend I will make two chapters. That is if I manage to squeeze out some time tomorrow and write the other one.

Until next time
Adiós!