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Chapter Twenty Six -Recollection of the Past- Chi memory #2

Enjoy ~ { these chapters are technically filler chapters- while I think of ideas for the current storyline. '

Recollection of the Past' chapters will include details of Reiner, Marco, (Y/N's) burns and info about Chi itself } *note* these chapters aren't very long*

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"Reiner... Marco?!"

Thick, grey smoke clouded my vision- flames of bright orange slowly consumed my precious house, turning all my possessions to ash.

"Reiner! Marco!"

A low creak sounded above me- hinting my thatched roof would soon collapse. I rose my hand to my lips, attempting to shield the flames from burning my face.

"Marco! Reiner... please!"

My desperate cries remained unheard yet my voice felt hot and scratchy. Am I yelling loud enough? I might be whispering... I've breathed in too much smoke... the doorway is my only clear escape...

Reiner and Marco are clearly not inside... I watched red flames slowly embrace my home, the roar of the fire deafened me as I stumbled out of my house and fell into the cold mud.

"......"

Desperate breaths for air escaped my lips, my lungs felt tight and heavy - my village sky - once a soft blue now a thick, cloudy grey from all the smoke - hinted the fire was out of control. Village Danba is no more.

"Run! The fire is travelling over the hills!"

Desperate villagers alerted many others of the fires relentless attack. Where are you Reiner? Marco can't speak to tell anyone he's okay... My heart ached for my friends, my only family... missing.

Cries of agony filled my ears as the fire consumed another soul- the most painful death imaginable- being burnt alive. I tried to focus on the positive. Reiner is a good climber, maybe he's hiding with Marco somewhere?

"Run woman! Run to the river and don't look back!"

A stocky looking man, armed with a large bucket of water- threw the contents over me- snapping me out of my fear and hydrating my body and mind. Even my soul feels a lot better.

"Run!"

I scrambled to my feet, but instead of fleeing to the river, I ran towards the furious flames of death. My apple tree! Surely the two would be there! Hot sticky mud splashed up my legs, staining my yellow gi.

I won't leave my village without my friends. Violent cries of my villagers rung deep within my brain- I'm sorry... you can't be saved.

Loud crackles from burning houses or... flesh... hurt my insides- the sight was so grotesque, I felt like vomiting. Droplets of water trickled down my face as my eyes widened upon seeing two familiar individuals sitting underneath a charred black tree- now completely dead and burnt out from the fire.

"Reiner, Marco!"

I reached our once leafy green tree and collapsed beside my beloved family- who remained scarily silent.