Log of Soldier J-6813-LK

Chapter 2: In the beginning...

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Chapter 2: In the Beginning...

Justin Tavian...  I believe was my name. It has been so long sense anyone has called me by that.  But my old name has no meaning now.  It is now only a gate that leads to a path to grief and sorrow. It only reminds me of what once was my wife and son.  My name only reminds me of the people Ive seen... the homes that's leveled, the killings, the war, the beasts... my deaths.

Celeste was my heart and soul.  She was Justin and Justin was her.  My son was my life for my blood ran through his veins and I felt every pain he felt.  We three were one and one were we.  But they came, came annihilating everyone.  They came into my home, the only place I ever called home...

It has been so long sense I've seen my old home... if you want to even call it a home.  This pathetic war has only brought ruins to it.  It was an amazing planet.  It had once been considered the safest and humble of all worlds... until our leaders became possessed with greed, and hatred. This war was never meant to be a war for it was supposed to of been a colonizing quest... but all that back-story of the war is not meant for my telling, but rather others. My tellings is of my survivals and deaths.

I stood in shock when I had first seen them. I only saw them from a distance and only could see them coming closer.  The glimes in there eyes only showed their hunger for flesh and blood.  Anger seemed to fill their hearts... hearts?  What hearts!  They have no heart, no soul... they have nothing!  But they regretably have the right to to be enraged for humans did destroy their homes, their worlds... I guess we are only receiving what we deserve, what we regret.

I took my family to the A.N.G.E.Ls.  They were not far way only some houses away.  The angels were to take us away to safety.  We watched the chaos of refugees packing the ships... my wife and son were gone from my side. I watched the ship that she and our son was put on from a window in my ship.  The beasts had finally reached us. The ships lifted while men, women, and children were still scrambling on... but the ships could not lift soon enough for I watched as the beasts began jumping up onto the very decks people were still climbing upon.  I watched the ships fall as the beasts jumped and holding the ships down so they would crash into the ground.  I watched their ship be pulled down... there were no flames, no explosion... only the screams...

After that day, I know no Justin, no life; I have no heart, no soul.  That all died when I watched as my wife and son died...

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