Katrina
Getting out was easy. We had trained our whole lives for this. I mean it's a little different under pressure, but same idea.
The real question is what now? We were a team that was handpicked from the beginning. The beginning being years ago. Essentially, our whole lives were spent training for the one mission, and it was complete.
So is my life done? Didn't I just complete my goal of life? This hadn't been just a mission for me, it was my whole life, I didn't have a life beyond this.
Was I supposed to just start over? I was never good at new beginnings.
"Katrina?"
Oops, I got lost in thought.
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*Flash forward a few months*
Lifewas a lot harder for us. Living on the streets. We had no job, and no-onewanted to hire us. Thalia eventually left. She met some other "street"group, and made new friends. I saw her less and less, until I didn't see her atall. I suppose I would have been fine if all she had done was left. I rememberwhen we first became friends. Hard to believe that was years ago. She said she would always be there to helpme, but then she left.
Shaylee was gone too. She left us as soon as we escaped the prison. She said she regretted everything. It hurts when what means so much to you means so little to everyone else.
They had all moved on I guess. And I was back where I started. A homeless orphan living on the streets.
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AdventureAct like you trust someone but don't, because even in a tight knit group of friends anything could happen. And what they DON'T know could save your life. Especially if you're a criminal on the run.
