Chapter Five

0 0 0
                                    

Chapter 5

Shattered Dreams

The soldier paces around us. Staring us down as his hand tightens on his weapon. Making his vanes pop from the back of his hand. The other man, Will, walks back to the man. Whispering in his ear. The soldier pats the man's shoulder while walking back to us. His face has a stern look. He has a beard growing in with a buzz cut.

"Now, Let's get something straight. If any of you try anything, I'll kill you. That means no throwing shit at me nor calling me rude remarks."

We all stand in silence, filled with fear.

"Do you fucking understand!"

"Yes, we do!" Brian utters

"Now. My name is Weston Anderson. I used to work for the military. The man behind me is my brother, Wiliam Anderson. He was an agent who helped protect the president of the United States."

Brian takes a step forward. I feel a spike in my heart for each step he takes. Worrying that the armed man will kill him in cold blood. Weston quickly aims his gun at Brian causing him to freeze in fear

"What the hell did I just say? Don't fucking try shit!"

"Listen...you have my word. We mean no harm to you or your brother. We're just trying to get to this safe spot where the military's at?"

The soldier looks down. Saying nothing.

"Sir...what's wrong?"

"There is no safe spot..."

Brian stumbles back.

"Wha- no...no it's still gotta be there!"

Weston shakes his head.

"I was there at the safe spot...I saw what happened there, and trust me. You don't wanna know."

"Shit...what do- where do we-"

Brian kneels on the ground in complete shock, his head bobs down. I look at the soldier and take a deep breath.

"So...what do you want with us?" I say in a shaky tone

"I want you all to join us. I feel like it would-"

"Hell no!" Sarah shouts, cutting off Weston. "Join the same fuckers who gunned down innocent people, fuck that!"

Weston steps toward Sarah.

"I never partook in any of those damn shootings. The second I heard about those innocent people getting shot down, I left those fuckers"

The soldier walks back in front of Brian, looking at us

"I wanna help you guys. I know most of you may not trust me, but I feel like it would be safer for the bunch of us to all be in one group. " Weston helps Brian back on his feet. "I'm gonna let you all discuss this as a group."

Brian sighs

"Yeah... alright."

He walks back to us as we all follow him behind the van. Brian looks at us. I see a tired expression on his face

"What do you all think...should we join them?"

Sarah scuffs

"Are you kidding me? No! I can't believe we all are forgetting what those people did!"

Allen leans against the van, his head bobs down.

"Listen, Sarah, I know the military did some horrible shit...but I think we should join him"

"Are you fucking crazy-"

"No, I'm being realistic!" He pauses. "Look, I'm gonna just say it. Besides Brian, We all don't even know how to fire a fucking gun! Do you see how easy it was for someone like Tyler to walk up to us when we were all asleep? Imagine if Tyler was someone who wanted to hurt us. We all would be dead right now. This man knows how to fire a gun. He was trained to fight a war! We would be better off with him rather than being against him."

RebornWhere stories live. Discover now