Battle to Survive

Chapter 2 Kyle's POV

I woke up to the blinding, yet beautiful sunrise. I slowly rose, then remembered. I saved a girl last night. I pushed my night black hair out of my eyes, and turned around. She was curled into a ball, one arm sprawled under her head. The first thought that crossed my mind was, She's beautiful. I was shocked at my own thoughts. My mind shot back to three years earlier. I was in love on a date with my girlfriend, Lilac. She told me she had something to tell me. I met her a week later in front of her house. She said she fell in love with a different guy. It broke my heart, but I was weak then. I'm a warrior now. I swore I would never like another girl again. My face turned to a scowl, my eyes squinted. I looked away. I thought back to the night before. I had broken into the fort to get supplies. Not guns or weapons. Nope. This warrior can craft that. Food and water. In the dessert, this might come as a shock, but food and water aren't plentiful. I broke in, and the place went crazy. Not a surprise, but this place had top notch security systems. I hid in a warehouse and put a spare pair of armor on. I came out in the open. The explosions had stopped. All the soldiers ran frantically trying to find me, not noticing me because of the armor. I rounded the next corner looking for the exit. Suddenly the thing I saw next shocked me. The girl that I rescued was strapped to a pole. It was like they tied her there, then, afraid an earthquake was coming, went back to strapping her like there wasn't anything more important. There was a gag in her mouth and a blindfold around her eyes. I sprinted toward her. I told her it was okay and I was going to help. I released her and I told her to follow me. I started running. I looked back. She wasn't moving, just standing there. Suddenly it hit me. She couldn't see. The blindfold was on her to long. I had picked her up and bolted. Coming back to reality, I looked back at her. She shifted to her back. She smiled and sighed in her sleep. The corners of my mouth twitched. I wanted to smile so bad. I resisted though. This girl might make me break my promise to myself. "Not if I can help it." I mumbled. I looked at her face again. I realized her face was suddenly streaked with tears and she was moving in ways that looked like she was in the middle of a spasm. She started mumbling in her sleep. "No, no, I'll never like you, never. Do you here me? Get off me! What the heck is that pole in the middle of camp?! Hey! No!" She abruptly shot up, breathing hard and crying. I leaned over. "Are you okay?" She looked over at me with huge eyes. "Y-y-yes. Who are you?" "I'm the one who uh...got you out of the fort last night." "Oh! Thank you so much!" She stopped, and she bowed her head as if I was a king or something. "What you have just saved me from...I will never be able to pay back the debt I owe you!" "It's fine. Why were you on the pole?" She looked up as if that was the last question she wanted to answer. "Well, the leader of those men proposed to me...a- a-and he is an insulting pig. I refused so he had his men tie me up until I accepted. I would rather die than marry him. If you hadn't come in, I would have been forced to be his wife. I thank you for that." I blurted out, "Is that what you were talking about in your sleep." "I-I spoke out loud about that?!" ".......Um...yeah." I finally and reluctantly answered. She blushed and looked like she wanted to bury herself and die. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to." I assured her. "No, no you deserve to know." She said finally. "Well, when I first got to the fort, I was just a simple prisoner of war. A servant, if you will. Then the leader found me. Uh...March 24, 3016. Just before the war age. I'm not from here. I came from Earth. But my mother and I came here by choice, to have a better life. Then, 8 years ago, she was...killed by the soldiers. I was in a prison camp for 3 years, then I was a servant for 6 years before the captain noticed me and proposed." "Well, then how old are you know?" I wanted to know more. Her past was sad, sadder than mine. My parents died too, but that was of natural causes. "I'm still 18." I was 19. My thoughts drifted back to Lilac. She was much older than me, but it was hard to find people in the war age. That was probably why I fell for her, and why she broke up with me. I looked back at the girl that I saved. I realized I didn't know her name. "What is your name?" "My name is...well, technically I don't know. But I do remember my mom calling me Blossom. What's your name?" She asked mischievously. I grinned. Her name was unique, and mine was so ordinary. Just like Lilac's. I sighed. "My name is Kyle." She smiled as if my name was the best thing she had ever heard. I had to smile back. She looked so cute. I didn't want to admit it, but I was really starting to like her. In a friendship sort of way. I brushed my hair out of my face and looked at her. She blushed a little and looked away. I looked at where her eyes fell. The direction of the camp. I wondered what thoughts haunted her mind. I looked around. "Oh sshhhoot!!" I grabbed her and rolled over to an area with the tallest grass in reach. "Wha-" She started before my hand stopped her words. I put one finger over my lips to signal that she needed to be very quiet. Then, after I knew she had gotten it, I moved my hand away from her mouth. I pointed to the reason we had hidden, and why we were being so quiet. Her eyes widened and I almost thought I would have to shush her again. But she stayed quiet, and we watched as the entire camp that I had just gotten her out of, marched toward our hiding place.