Chapter One: The day of Remembrance

23 1 1
                                    

It was just after dawn, the pink clouds covering the bright orange sun in the sky. Making the Broken city before her look beautiful and unreal. If it was a normal day, she thought, the birds would be chirping cheerfully at the top their lungs by now to wake the others. But it wasn't a normal day and the birds, if there were any left, are dead silent leaving Havoc to her peaceful thoughts. Her mind battered here and there never staying on one topic for too long. 

She knew she should wake the others but she didn't feel like it at the moment. The silence made the situation they were in seem like a dream. Oh, if it was just Dream please just let it be just a dream. But she knew it wasn't the pain in her left leg was too real to be dreaming and it shattered all hope of it ever being just a dream. The sun was almost fully up now, still no noise was made. No birds, Cars, Dogs. Nothing.

Havoc sighed and looked down at the destroyed streets and felt her stomach sink. She was in a building, an Office building to be exact, one that was destroyed by the soldiers in the attack. An attack that started everything. The attack that started a war that lasted four years. There was a hole in the wall, the whole left corner of the building was gone and that was where she had bin sitting most of the night. She looked over at the others, the other survivors.

She walked, well more like limped, over to her twin brother taping him with her foot softly. "Chaos." She whispered before tapping him a little harder. He stirred for a second before opening his eyes. She watched her brother look around before realizing where they were.

"So, It's not a dream after all?" He asked standing on his feet. 

"No, not at all." She replied studying the others on the ground. Before looking at her brother to notice he was doing the same. " We got our work cut out for us." She mused pushing her brother playfully, just to lighten the mood.

"I suppose so, Skylar looks like she's pretty strong." Chaos sighed and shook his head, thinking of everything they need to do to be able to have a some what normal life again. " We need to get started, but how? Where do we start?"

"Dad always said water first." Havoc remember to the time he attempted to take her camping. " then shelter, then food, then fire.." she paused thinking it over. "Or was it water, shelter, fire, then food?" 

"I don't know.." He said letting the silence fill the room again. "But water is very important. I remember that from Biology in seventh grade." He tilted his head looking back at his sister before nodding. "Water first." He agreed to her moving away from the group and over to the hole.

"Water first." she repeated watching her brother carefully. " Should we wake them?" She asked, her brown orbs filled with bewilderment. She frowned when her brother gave no answer but decided to let them rest. After all they had ran all night, and even though She and Chaos both ran track, It had tierd them as well.

"Get some sleep, you kept guard now its my turn." Chaos looked out at the landscape before him, biting his lip at the reminder of what was left of his childhood home. He switched his train of thought to how they would design a system, some way to be able to watch at night and still get enough sleep to function. The sky was a bright blue now, the sun a blinding yellow yet no noise was made.

How could silence be so loud? He pondered his own question watching, waiting for someone or something, he didn't really care which, run threw the streets. It never came, it never happened which made he feel so alone yet he was with a group of other outcasts in a small cozy office. How could he feel so alone? He asked himself, he seemed to ask a lot of questions and never get a clear answer. 

I need to take charge, he thought pacing back and fourth along , what was left, of the wall. Yes, thats what I need to do. He looked up again only to notice water droplets were dripping out of the pipe above him. Water. 

The lost children of AzkabaniaWhere stories live. Discover now