The Fall of the galaxy

Chapter 7-The Bullet

 A mother put her hand over her, crying baby as she hid in a closet behind a line of clothes, something was breathing outside. The women tried not make any noised, but soon enough the doors of the closet busted open a Demon, charging at her and killing her and her child. The demon, walked out of the house into the bloody empty suburban streets, filled with Demons, and bodies. Trevor, Rosemary and Trevor were the only Knights that remained, the fate of the Galaxy is on there hands.

Trevor, sat in a seat as tall men in lap coats, stuck mechanical arms and, cords into him. He now had a robotic arms and his left leg was also robotic, his lungs were artificial along with his veins, that surgery was very long and carefully done, having to remove his veins from his body without damaging any of his organs. His stomach had a transplant, being crushed in the fight, almost half of a normal persons blood was transplated and his eyes were now robotic sending video to his brain. Trevor, sat up, only wearing thin blank pants, He stared up at the glass that displayed the Galxay. He needed a plan. I mean Vladimir did everything he wanted to do, now what? Trevor thought the flashes of him being beat by Vladimir in his mind, He could't bare it he remembered how it felt as his lungs filled with his own blood, as his skull collapsed into his brain, how it felt being thrown threw layers of concret and having his bones be crushed. Trevor walked with a crutch, he walked through the halls, seeing the few survivors of Tribulute city in intense medical care. The entire Galxay was thrown in a apocalypse, it was dystopian. Trevor tried to crush a soda can but, he could't his fingers wrapped around it trying to tighten it but he could't, he dropped it and tried to create a fist in his hand and he simply could't, he would need months of physical therapy to even think about getting back on the battle field, this was who the great leader of the Knights was now. The one who was feared across the Galxay, the man who would kill all the Demons. Yeah right. The whole group of, Trevor, Rosemary, and Charlie were stuck on the medical ship.

Charlie was sitting in a hospital bed as a nurse helped, retach his robtic arm. He sat next to man who lived through Tribulute city, he was barley hanging on, wrapped up in bandaged and put on life support. Charlie sat alone in the room with the man now.

"So, you a knight?" The injuryed man asked, laying up.

"Yeah, I was there at Tribulute city." Charlie informed the man.

"It was scary, I can't get over it, I'm so lucky I wasn't watching the Televison, my wife was; she got turned into a Demon and our kid, oh go-" The man bit down on his fist, about to cry.

"I wish we could just go back to normal! I wish that there was a way to go back." The man wept.

"I wish I could save them." The man cried. Charlie turned his head down and wept, he could have saved them, He could have made it go back to normal.

"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry." Charlie left the room, distraught, he covered his mouth his eyes wide, he was disgusted by himself, he wanted to throw up. He needed to get it off his mind, he walked off to Trevor, and leaned on the wall next to him.

"How you feeling man?" Trevor asked.

"I should be asking you that. "Charlie tried to laugh, but it was clear he was trying not to cry.

"Dude are you okay?" Trevor grabbed turned quickly to Charlie.

"Ye-ah." Charlie sniffled. "I should be asking you that." Charlie smiled as much as he could.

"Arlight.. Well, I'm well I would't exactly say swell." Trevor laughed staring up.

"Did we lose?" Charlie asked turning his head toward Trevor. Trevor's face was still, before frowning.

"It feels like everything, that he held was just destroyed. I used to have a life, beyond this." Trevor complained, tilting his head. Charlie rested his arm on his perked up Knee. The two sat in silence for awhile, they knew everything they had was just destroyed. Over half the people in the Galaxay were turned into Demons and anyone who wans't were being eaten by Demons. Trevor thought it would take about two weeks until everyone in the Galaxay were gone. Trevor looked down at Charlile and asked him.