You drop your weapons and put your hands up, the men come over and start checking for anything else on you. After they've checked your whole group, which is only 4 that survived the mind tricks of the forest. You notice something is wrong.
"Where's Michael?" You look around and see that your brother isn't here. You start to panic and look around at every face, Harry notices your panic. "He was just here."
"It's okay, we'll find him." Harry reassures you before running back down the path. You can hear him shouting for Michael as you start to feel sick.
"Wait is he red haired?" One of the guards asked and you nodded in confusion. "One of our scouts counted him as one that wondered off the path." He spoke gravely and looked down. "I'm sorry."
Do you:
Get angry and lunge at the guards (84)
Or start to cry (89)
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Badlands// H.S
FanfictionThis city is disgusting, A corpse of what it used to be. The people are filthy, and there's no way out. The tops of the skylines buzz with a lack lustre enthusiasm. The ground level is caked in dirt and rust and grime and the people that dwell here...
