ASCENDING- MY LAST LIFE

THE MISSION

"Ronnie is always ranting about you and your lack of dependency but, always came to his senses when it came to your talents at logistics and strategy... He wasn't sure if it was right to take you off the team but, I guess you just pull the plug" Zonna says, as she organized the files on her desk.

I'm not surprised to hear Ronnie's disapproval, I've always been a headache to him but, to take me off the team is a story I didn't see coming. However, it was to come. 

"We need people guarding the front gates of Bryke Hollow. If Dormei starts attacking us, we can't let them get to our gardens. I will put you on duty to guard the area. The grand garden must be protected and our local nursing facilities as well." She sighs "Get some rest and heal your wounds. I've send a team with you, I'll see you in a few weeks" She is concerned or she feels guilt after what happened 12 years ago. I'm not sure, I guess been a mother of two has changed her.----Anyways, I have less than two hours back on Earthenner and I'm already on a mission. I guess, war has reached Earthenner. 

"Yes, Zonna" I looked back at her. Zonna has always been tough, wise, and tactful-- However, over the years, she found love and had a family. I thought I would see confidence in her but, all I see is fear.

"Hey" I looked back, unsure wether I should guard Bryke Hollow or follow Ronnie's tail "get some rest, you have a long day tomorrow" Zonna's says, while she wrote my name on Bryke Hollow's platoon service.

 It was late afternoon, and the sun had settled on the horizon. However, people were still outside base, getting ready to leave. The Weaponry room, was wiped cleaned and the dormitories were nearly empty. I spotted. Hallo, as he left on a helicopter to Control Center, I'm guessing he will be working with engineers and scientist to design a peace prototype. A prototype to evade the shred of blood. 

The war has finally caught up to us and the council hasn't shown their faces. A meeting and announces should be made to not raise panic in regions that hasn't been attacked but, the council has hidden in their fancy houses and bunkers, protecting their close. I'm guessing some fled the Earthenner to other lands. I hope Zonna is ready for what's to come. She has become soft, unaware danger still surround us. 

I took ammunition from the weaponry room---what's left of it--- and took the next cargo truck to Bryke Hollow. I didn't bother to look at the person in command of this mission, after all, it didn't matter to me. I'm just another dispensable soldier.

I was assigned to the nursing area, where I took care of infants. It's been two weeks and I haven't heard or seen Zonna or the team. The grand garden is still intact but, the orphanages of the small society, has suffered great damaged. The people are scared, confused and enface to the lost of their land. The great botanist and biologist of Bryke Hollow demand explanation to the council of their region, Otto the chancellor of trades, who works along side the food administrator. However,  Otto seems to be helping its people while, the food administrator avoids social interactions with the public. 

Bryke Hollow has suffered greatly this past two weeks--- six infants lost their parents and were currently fighting the burns on their skins. "The orphanage was destroyed; not a single body was found" The nurses and guardians talked as they load more anesthesia.

"What? How come? at least a body" the nurse says.

"I know, the building was intact when we arrived. Not a single scratch or body is to be found. We think they ran or hid beneath the building. My group still searching but, nothing... I think," I tried to hear more information but, I got interrupted by Luisa and John.

"Hey, Norah." says Luisa, as she taps my shoulder "What are you doing here? I thought I heard you were getting suspended until further notice," Luisa says, she holds a bag full of medication, which I'm guessing is for the wounded civilians in Blue stones. I'm happy to see her, with her usual motherly stance and stiffness.