The Gamma's Daughter

Chapter Six

Mercy

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Hope. Something some people are so eager to keep, yet something so easily lost. Faith. Something so easy for people to lose, yet so easy to keep.

I didn't know how to feel as Billy told me how the call went with Ruben. They told him how bad things have gotten and about the forced marking on my Mother and all he said was 'I'll see what I can do' as if it was a small situation at hand.

How can I have hope and keep my faith that help will come? What has given me any reason to believe that one day we will be saved. Nothing! I have no hope. My faith has been lost. I'm too tired and hurt to even breathe right after today.

I throw another Rouge's body in the pile numbed, then watch as one of our Warriors carry Mitch and Marina away. How? How did this happen? Where were they at? Did they go quick? Did they suffer? Who died first?

All I remember in the mists of the attack I was fighting two Rouges, then heard Marina scream out in pain. Before I could even look to find where she was, another Rouge joined in on trying to kill me too. I couldn't get to her. I tried so hard, but I couldn't get to her.

I looked to Billy. The only one I have left and pulled him into my arms finally crying for the second time today.

"Please don't make me the last of us. I couldn't bare losing you too."
"As long as you do the the same." He sniffled.

I turned around and followed the warriors that carried two more of my dead Best Friends while the tears fell down my face all the way to our graveyard where the holes have already been pre dug just in case. We learned it's easier to do it this way because we expect the loss. It's inevitable at this point..

While walking through the gates of the graveyard I see movement out of the corner of my eye and look over. I watched as Grant walked away as if this was just a waste of his time. Pathetic.

When they laid Marina down I looked around for Mitch.

"Where is he?"
"What?" A warrior named Cooper asked.
"Mitch. Her Mate. Where is he?"
"I'll see to it that he is moved next to her now." He smiled sadly.

I nodded to him and looked back down. She was the first one to back me up. The first one who didn't doubt my judgment when it came to the start of all of this. I brushed her blonde hair out of her face and held back the gasp when I looked into her greying lifeless eyes.

There was movement behind me and I turned to find Cooper and another warrior Michael laying Mitch down softly. A sob broke out seeing him like this. Seeing her like this. This isn't fair.

"How many more of us have to die before someone comes?"
"There is a reason for everything." Michael said softly.

I just looked at him like he was an alien.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better? Am I supposed to write that on the next headstone of a loved one I have to bury?"
"No, I-" He spoke trying to defend himself, but I sighed and stopped him.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. It's just..."
"I know." He whispered placing his hand on my shoulder.

I looked up to Billy and bit my lip so it wouldn't wobble. He stood there with a far away look in his eyes while looking at Mitch.

"Help me."

He looked down to me as I climbed into the six foot hole, then climbed in there with me. Our feet landed on the bed of wild flowers we had plucked and places in ever hole. We believe it will help them find some comfort, but in reality it's felt better than placing our Friends and warriors into a hole and burying like a dead animal.

We carefully slid her body across the ground and lowered her down until she was laying on the soft bedding. The hole was big enough for two people so I looked up to Billy.

"We should bury them together."
"I think that's a great idea." He smiled.

I looked up to Michael who was looking to Cooper sadly.

"Can you help us?"
"Of course." Cooper smiled, then tapped Michael to get his attention.

They brought Mitch's body to us and placed him on the ground. I slid my hands under his legs the best I could while Billy grabbed his arms. Being 5'8 in a six foot hole didn't make it hard to reach him, but I wasn't used to having to do this. I don't want to get used to it either.

We laid him down next to her, then I lifted his arms laying her head on it. They looked peaceful laying there together. Almost like they were asleep. I smiled and climbed out of the hole waiting for Billy. When he was out I pulled him into a hug, before doing the same with Michael and Cooper.

"Do you guys need any help?"
"We got it. Go home and get washed up." Michael smiled.
"We can also cover your shift's for tonight." Cooper offered while Michael agreed.

I just shook my head. I couldn't make them do that. They had been on patrol all day. It wouldn't be fair.

"No, you both have helped so much already. I'll be fine. If anything it would do me some good."
"Thank you both for offering though." Billy smiled while shaking their hands.

They nodded, then I wrapped my arm around Billy's and we walked to my house.

"Wanna shower here?"
"It's alright. I'm gonna head home. I wanna take a nap after showering and I suggest you do the same." He sighed.

I knew what he was doing. He didn't want me to see him cry more than I already had.

"Okay. Link me when you're ready and I'll meet you for our shift."

He nodded, waved, then left. I turned and walked inside. My Mom had tears in her eyes, but tried to hide it. I couldn't help it. I broke down again and she pulled me to the couch where she laid my head on her lap and ran her fingers through me hair.

"It's not fair."
"I know, Baby." She choked out.
"They didn't deserve to die. It's not fair."
"Shh. I know. I know." She cried holding me tightly.

She held me until both of our tears dried out not allowing us to cry the pain away any longer.

"I think you should take the night off." She whispered.
"I can't. I have to do this."
"No, you don't." She whispered.
"I do."

I sat up feeling that numb state again, then silently walked upstairs. While in the shower I scrubbed and scrubbed at my skin trying to get all their blood off before my Mom came in to check on me. She gasped and snatched the rag away.

"Their scent's. It's still.."
"We'll get it off." She smiled.

I kept my eyes on her the whole time she wiped every bit of blood and dirt off me. I tilted my head back under the water rinsing out the condition she had lathered into my hair. When I looked back to her, she had tears in her eyes again.

"Mom?"
"I know." She nodded.
"I can't keep burying my Best Friend's. You and Billy are all I have left. I can't do it again. Not with him."
"You won't." She assured me, but I knew she didn't believe her own words.
"If he dies, we are leaving."

She paused and looked to me taken back.

"What about everyone else, Mercy? We can't leave them."
"We will and when we return we'll have an army behind us."

She just smiled and nodding her head agreeing along. I know she won't leave. She can't and that's not because of Grant. It's because these people... this Pack. They are our home. Our Family. We needed to protect them because no one else will, but how will we protect them if there is no one left to do the protecting?

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