Broken Wings

Chapter one.

Once again I walk through these dead city streets. As I walk I look around, all I see is devastation. Buildings crumbling. Hollow shells of what was. Deserted. Empty. All the life they once held gone.

We were sent here two years ago to stop this from happening. We did not succeed. I'm looking through a window of what looks like a Pharmacy.  When one of my brother's voice's breaks into my thoughts.

"I really think we should move on." He's saying. Niall is the only one who stayed with me. The others left a long time ago.

"Move on to where? In case you didn't hear the whole world is gone." I say still looking in the window. It's hard to see because of the dust and grime.

"I heard there's a boat leaving for America. Tomorrow." He says quietly. "We should try to get to it."

I finally turn to face him. "And run into the same problem. Or worse. Niall it's gone it's all gone. And father has forgotten us." I turn around again moving to the next building.

"I don't believe that. He loves us. He's just giving us more time that's all."

I spin around, he's so close be has to step back.

"More time." I growl. He's a little bit older than me. But right now he looks so much younger. " For what? We did nothing. We failed. And we both know what happens when we fail." I turn back around to try the door. It gives a little so I slam my shoulder into it. The door slams open and we stand there looking in to make sure it's empty. After a few minutes I walk in.

"Harry....." Niall whispers.

"Stop. He doesn't love us anymore. He left us here. To die. Stop talking."

"Can we die? I mean we can't right?" My patience are running thin.

I don't answer him. Truth is I don't know. But I'm not waiting to find out.

We walk through the shop. It looks like it might have been a convenience store of some kind. That was before all hell broke loose. No pun intended.

As we walk through the shop we look for anything that can help us. Mostly water, we don't need much food. But I'm learning that we didn't need much to sustain us two years ago then we do now.

Looking around I see that Niall might be right. The shelves are damn near bare.

"Hey Harry!" Niall yells. I hurry over to where he is.

"Keep your voice down." I whisper yell grabbing his arm. "What?"

"Look. Food." I look down. There are a few cans on the shelf but I can't read them. The labels are warn down.

"Ok. Good we'll take them. Open your bag." He opens it and I put the cans in. "Now water." I pull my bag off my shoulder. My shirt lifts a little.

"Is that.....is that a gun?" I look at him. His blue eyes wide and his mouth is hanging open.

"Yes it is. And I'm almost out of ammo so we have to find some." He's still in the same position. " Look it's mostly for hunting. Ok. But I'm not gonna lie. If it means protecting us I will use it."

"Against what?"

"You can't be serious. Look around. We're alone. And if someone should come up on us and tried to take what we have. I'll use it. Because I've stopped caring a while ago. Again I will protect us."

"What about father? What about the word. Harry."

"Father doesn't care anymore. The word is dead. Have you even seen a Bible in two years. I haven't. He wants to wipe these last few people and us out so he can start over. Maybe get it right this time." I'm glaring at him now and I'm shaking.

"That's blasphemy. He'll hear you!" He whispers. As if father couldn't hear that.

" You really believe that don't you? You really believe be still cares? That he's still listening." My voice raised a little bit. And just then we hear a loud bang. " Get down!!" I grab Niall's arm and drag him down to my side. At the same time grabbing the 9 mm from behind my back. Niall gasp.

"What?" He whispers.

"Shh stay down!!"

"Harry you can't!"

"I won't if they just keep walking." Pressing my back against the wall. I peek around the corner. "Calm down." I keep my voice as low as possible.

Three men come into view. Two short one tall. All thin. And all armed. "Damn."

"Hey Will. That door is open." The red head says.

"So it is. There's nothing in there we looked yesterday." What I assumed was Will seemed older than the other ones.

"But it wasn't open yesterday." The other one says.

"Well. If you want to go look."

My whole body tenses up finger on the trigger. Niall puts his hands over his head.

"But we're wasting time. Let's just move on."

"Ok boss." They agree and start walking.

I sink back against the wall. And Niall let's out a sigh of relief.

"Ok let's get the hell out of here." I say putting the gun back behind me in my jeans.

We grab all the water that's left and leave the shop.

When we get to the door I carefully look out. The men are gone. What Niall doesn't know is I hate the thought of taking another life. And I secretly pray I never have to.

"So where's this boat leaving from?"

Niall's head snaps up and he's grinning at me. " South Hampton. It's the closest one."

"And it's still miles  from here." I let out a deep sigh. "Ok you get your wish. We're going to America.