in the deep sky's Abyss

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Idk a name for this chapter.

A/N: happy birthday to my best friend
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Max woke up in a warm, dimly lit round room, there was no door, but a cloth covering the doors place. She watched the room around her, moving her fingers to touch her face and the top of her head, the stubble of a beard made her feel oddly uncomfortable. There was a young girl sitting on a chair, seemingly sleeping, draped in a cloth which covered most of her.

The girl couldn't have been much older than Max, 19 at most. Still she had a long scar across her face, and a guarded atmosphere around her sleeping form. Beside her layed an old style ballistic rifle.

Max sat up with her head dizzy, covering her body so she didn't have to see it. she didn't know how much time had gone by, It could have been either a week or a decade. Her brain felt frozen and slow, most probably efffects of cryogenic coma. Then realisation hit her, 'where is Alex?', she thought. If Alex was dead how could she even continue living when the most important person in her life was gone?

Then suddenly the walls shook, dust fell from the roof to the floor. The girl woke up, grabbing the weapon instincively. Then the girl spoke in a strange language Max barely understood.

"Cine eşti tu?" she spoke.

"I... I can't undertand" Max answered weakly, her throat dry.

"Tată, oaspetele este treaz!" the girl yelled to some other room behine the cloth in the doorframe.

Max just sighed deeply as an older man with dark hair and olive skin, just like the girl had, came in. the man was probably in his 50s, he was wearing clothes made of thin but ornate cloth. The man had a brown leather belt that was decorated with silver, a slim holster for a dagger hung from it.

"hi, you're finally awake" said the man with a thick accent.

"water p-please, mister?" Max responded coarsely, her joints and muscles were in pain as like if they were on fire.

"ofcourse, my guest" the man's voice was like desert sand, rough but warm.

the man handed Max a leather covered metal canteen which he took a long sip from. A dog barked outside, the girl gripped the rifle in her hands tighter like she was preparing for something. The man silently led the girl out of the room, gripping his dagger's handle.

Max tried to rise from the bed, but his legs folded under him and he collapsed against the bed, breathing heavily. It took a lot of effort to even stand, could he even move ever again by himself?

___________.[Alex pov]

the stench of burned corpses was disgusting. Alex was sitting on a missile crate, watching at a destroyed attack craft on flight deck 4 of the super dreadnought. He looked at the wounded plane, seeing the scorched bodies in the cockpit and gunner seat, the light from the hangar lights shined through the holes in the shredded airframe, the left wing was missing as if it was torn clean off. There layed burnt bodies beside him, a mere few meters away, the smell was making tears gather in his eyes.

There was more half destroyed attack craft, sitting in the bay as the medical corps hurried around identifying bodies and tending to the few surivors. Alex's overseeing doctor walked up to him and looked at one of the corpses on the ground.

"those are some high end implants on his ears and eyes. Waste of money, they didn't save him from the rockets..." he mutterd to himself as he looked up at a survivor blasting his own head off with a blaster pistol. "shame they waste these young lives so carelessly..."

Alex just 'mhm'd to the doctors words, digging playing cards from his pocket and laying out a game of poker. "Death isn't frightening to me anymore, more like a friend or an accomplice' he thought to himself as he put 2 vials of morphine on the table as stake for the game.

'J,6,4,9,Q' he cursed the cards and put the 6,4 and 9 to change getting a K,A and 3. he waited the doctor to change a card and then exposed his hand.

"pair or aces" he muttered, knowing it didn't give him any advantage.

"2 pairs, tens and eights" the doctor sweeped up the pot and headed off to ID the corpses beside them.

It was going to be a sleepless night again, he just felt it in his skin.

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A//N: this took a long time, sorry.

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