Chapter 14- Will

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ATTENTION ATTENTION ATTENTION ATTENTION: There were some changes made to Chapter 13 as of (5/19/17). You do not have to reread it. It will make things a bit less confusing, but not by much.

And yes- *THIS IS IN WILL'S POINT OF VIEW*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


The metal seat is hard and cold beneath me. I clutch the bottom tightly, observing the room we sit in. The walls are painted a dark navy color and filling majority of it's space is an enormous, rectangular table. I sit in one of the many chairs lining its perimeter, along with Tye.

At the head of the long table sits a man wearing the Partisan's uniform, who introduced himself as Strieker. He has black hair, the sides peppered with flecks of grey, and cloudy blue eyes. He stays completely silent as Tye explains who we are, what we're doing, what we want, why we're here, and how we got here.

Sitting next to Strieker at the head of the table, is the Earring Boy that took us here.

The events leading up to this very second are confusing and mixed together erratically. First, Aidlyn surviving her seizure. And then finding the Partisans (more like them finding us, really). Then the gunshot fired as a warning, which caused Aidlyn's weakened state to pass out from an anxiety attack; she must have thought it hit Tye. And finally, the Partisans agreeing to help us and then take us to their base.

After Aidlyn passed out, Tye had called out to her and ran immediately to her side. At the sound of her name, the Earring Boy that had shot the gun, faltered slightly. I remember the look of recognition written all over his face. I could tell that he knew her name somehow.

All he said was that he would take us back to the base, but gave us no further information. We traveled through the mountains for about forty minutes and then stopped directly in front of a vertical slope of a peak. I was wondering why we had stopped, when out of nowhere, a piece of the mountain flickered and then was gone. It had been a projection of a wall that matched the texture of the mountain.

We then drove deep into the mountain and far underground. The tunnel was narrow and just barely big enough for us to drive through. It was mostly dark, but it was feebly lit by square shaped lights that lined the walls. Dust hurled about the tires in plumes as we drove.

The long tunnel we passed through eventually lead into a massive garage. The ceiling seemed to reach up and stretch out as far as all of eternity. Trucks, jeeps, drones, and other vehicles were lined up neatly. Large crates and cargo freights were placed behind them in the corner.

The five Partisans took us through several halls, winding deeper still into the mountainside, then dropped us off at the meeting room we now sit in. On the way, we passed many people. Men, women, and children all dressed in a dark grey uniform, the insignia pressed onto them. Two triangles, one in the center of a diamond and a larger one reflecting it. There are two lines pointing up from the bottom triangle. All of it sewn on in a crimson red.

My attention snaps back to the present as Tye begins wrapping up his explanation. Right before he finishes, the door of the meeting room opens and is slammed shut with a bang. All heads turn to see who just entered.

A girl wearing a matching uniform to Strieker and the boy with the single earring, sauntered in the room. Her brilliant blue eyes survey the room, meeting mine for a fraction of a second. A red streak can be seen in her long, raven colored hair. Her expression is that of embarrassment and guilt.

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