The Last Legacy

The End

I knew that I had the fight of my life ahead. The mogadorians wouldn't let us go without a battle. They wanted to take over earth. It is our destiny to stop them. 

Sometimes when I lie in bed at night, I think about Elizabeth, about number one two and three. About everyone who has died. This war that was forced upon us has taken so many lives. Despite this, I knew I was doing the right thing. My destiny was in motion, there was no going back now. I knew that it wouldn't be easy, that I probably had a life of hell and death ahead of me and probably wouldn't live until 20. 

But I still had hope. 

Hope for the future. Where we returned home triumphant. I didn't mean home as in Chicago. I meant home. Lorien. 

I still dreamt of the day that I could return to my home planet. Restore its life and beauty. Some nights, when the pain is particularly bad, I would be granted a good dream. A good memory. Tonight it was me as a young child. Running through long grass. Being chased by Elizabeth and my Chimera. I was smiling, laughing. I was happy. This is what I hold on to, dragging myself out of bed every day. The tiny flower of hope inside me has yet to blossom into my dream, but until then I will protect it, gaurd it with my life and everything I have left inside me. The war will not be lost until hope is lost. 

I am still waiting for the day where I can release it and watch it bloom into something special, something worth fighting for, something worth living for.