✎ | The Evolved

5 |☢| Valeria

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First part where the other main character - Valeria - comes into the story... and what a character she is!

- Fan ^.^

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Two

Valeria

5

I SEE THE TWO BOYS talking to each other. One of them has golden hair. He looks ragged, but so does every other human on the planet. I know his name, but I don't think of it.

He gesticulates to the other boy. This one has long black hair. His back is to me so I can't see his features, but I see one of his slender arms reach up and push his hair out of his face.

I know what he looks like without the need to see his features.

Because I knew him.

But I don't think of it.

I can't think of it.

Target.

He is the important one. He is the one that they need the most.

The one that I need most.

I mentally name the golden hair boy to O– for obstruction. The Commander instructed me to kill the target and anyone that he is in contact with.

But I can't just kill O.

No. No.

I can't get distracted or emotional for them. They are simply moving targets. I've shot countless ones before.

If I fail to kill him again, I will die.

I can't fail.

The warm wind ruffles my hair. A strand of my blonde hair slices into my eyes, and I impatiently tuck it away.

I look around. I stand on a skyscraper. One of countless skyscrapers in Manhattan – or, at least, what's left of Manhattan. All around me, other skyscrapers, hollowed out and destroyed, stand weakly. There are gaps in the empty space in the huge Manhattan grid of skyscrapers where, I know, they must have been destroyed so much that they have fallen. So, looking from this high above at the top of a skyscraper, I can only see a handful of others still standing.

There's no greenery in sight. All around there's just ugly metal frames, shattered glass, wires and pipes, and the silent, eerie feeling of death. I know many are lying dead in those skyscrapers. As I had climbed up this skyscraper, I saw many of them.