Wishes (Ellie Williams)

Prolouge

Lily Anderson found herself alone at the young age of 11 years old. Everything happened to fast for her to even comprehend what had happened. One moment everything had been fine, her and her older sister had been sitting down with each other as their father was talking to some of his fellow firefly friends.

Lily's sister had been showing her various pictures she had taken of the two of them, laughing together at the faces they had made in those pictures.

She looked up for a second when she heard her dad calling to them as he walked over.

And just like that, he was grabbing her sisters hand and running, her sister reached out for her as gunshots started sounding all around them.

She could hear and see her sister fighting to get away from her dad and back to her, but their father continued to drag her sister farther away, Lily tried going after them, tried following them, but there were to many people in the hallways of the building, to much shooting.

Lily watched as raiders continued to flow through the halls and kill so many of the people she knew as her dads friends, so many of the people she knew as her sisters friends.

So Lily did what any scared 11 year old would do. She hid. And she continued to hide for hours. Sitting in the same dark corner she had found, even after the shooting had stopped, even after all the raiders had left her friends to bleed out, she stayed hidden. To scared to move, to scared to make any noise. So she stayed.

No one ever came for her, no one ever found her, her father had left her, her friends were dead, and her sister had been dragged away.

She held herself in a ball, her knees to her chest, her hands to her ears, her whole body was shaking, silent tears continued to find their way down her cheeks and onto her knees, creating tiny wet spots on her jeans, she didn't know how long she had been there, hours, days, she didn't know, all she did know was she was terrified and growing hungry.

Her mind racing with the thought of maybe her dad and sister had died and maybe that's why they never came and looked for her, or maybe they just left her.

But still she didn't move, not until she heard tiny little taps on the floor approaching her dark corner, her safe spot. She rose her head gently and squinted her eyes, hoping to see what was coming towards her. And that's when she met her lifeline, her best friend.

A small orange tabby pranced his way over to her, softly purring, the kitten shoved his head into her hand demanding to be pet. The second she gave into his request her body stopped shaking and she moved.

She picked up the orange cat and stood up with him, her knees aching from being held into her body for so long. But she finally stepped out into the dim flickering lights of the hallway and found her way into what she knew as her room.

She grabbed one of her sisters bags and put her clothes in it, she found her sisters favorite knife and her dads gun and stuffed them into the bag as well before putting the small kitten that had found her at the top of it.

She slowly made her way around the scattered bodies on the floors and found her way outside. And then she was alone. With her cat.

Three years later, now at the age of 14 she was still alone, with her cat she had named sage.

Not soon after her turning 14 though she had found herself in a hole, peering up to the sky she saw two male faces hovering over her looking down. One with a gun which instantly made Lily draw her weapon pointing hers right back at him.