【Original】The Forgotten Lights

----Chapter 16

*Kris' POV*

Siha was crying loudly, and screamed. "No!!!! Hansol!!" Then bang! I turned as the enemy fired their bullet past my head. I gasped as I saw the bullet hit Hansol. It seemed to all be in slow motion, besides the scream he did as the bullet collided with his stomach. I stood and ran toward him. Someone grabbed my arm as I ran past them. I couldn't let them stop me. Pulling away, I fell to the ground just as Hansol collapsed. I shook his head. "Hansol!!" I cried. He can't die. I can't let him die. I turned his body over to see where the bullet had hit him. His shirt was ripped, and there was a large hole in the side of his stomach. I ripped off my jacket, and held it to where I presumed the blood was coming from. "No, no, no!!" I was crying. Loudly, and clearly. Bang! I turned as I saw another one of our group members collapse. I picked up Hansol, and stood. "We need to get out of here!!" I yelled. Siha nodded. The rest of the group followed as we ran out the back door. If I could get to the base now, then Hansol will be alright. He would be alright. I didn't know who was following, and if my father had followed us out the restaurant. I looked down to Hansol who had closed his eyes. I couldn't do this. I wasn't going to make it.

*Siha's POV*

I turned slightly as Hansol pulled away from me, and crawled toward the back door of the restaurant. I was crying. The enemy found us. They were going to kill us like they did with every person they found. I looked at Hansol as a shining red light was moving along the wall. "No..." I muttered, then it moved across and onto Hansol's chest. "No!! Hansol!!" I cried loudly screaming. There was a loud bang, then a scream escaped the boy's mouth as he fell to the ground. A person ran past me as I sat there staring at Hansol's body. "Hansol!" I heard Kris cry. Why did the enemy have to kill the innocent? Hansol had done nothing. We heard the enemy yelling in their language. "No, no, no!!" I heard Kris crying over again. Another bang and the woman across the restaurant fell to the ground clutching her chest. She had been hit. "We need to get out of here!!" I heard Kris yell. I was too upset to move, but I nodded anyway. I stood quickly, and kicked down the back door. We all ran out of it, and into the back alley way behind the restaurant. It was quite dark, and but I could see the street lights were lit up. They looked as if they were guiding the way through the city we were in. We kept running. I was wondering if Taeil and Jungkook escaped safely. I hoped they were running behind us as I turned my head slightly. There was only a few of our group members following us. No sign of Jungkook and Taeil. We quickly turned a corner, and I heard someone groaning. It was probably Hansol, after all he was in pain. He just got shot. I slowed down a little, I was tired. I knew I had to keep running, so I let the rest of the group in front of me. At least then I could count how many were left. Four. There was four people, plus Hansol and Kris that were left. There was six others before. Now there was four. Two were back at the restaurant with Jungkook and Taeil. I hoped they'd be okay. After all, Hansol seemed to like Jungkook. Of course, I'm silly. Jungkook is Hansol's father. I tripped slightly. No one seemed to notice, and after a little while of sitting there, they were all out of sight. I rolled over onto my back. Well. I was alone once again. I began seeing pictures in my mind. Of Ryeowook and Kris in our old dorm back in camp. Us laughing, and plotting escape. Of my mother and sister at our home back in Seoul. We were laughing too. Then there was one of Kris, Hansol and I. Back at the old base, laughing. We were all happy. The three images flashed up one after the other, over and over. It was quiet as I lay on the cold cobbles. My ears seemed to shut out the shouting and gunshots from the restaurant. I looked up at the sky. It was beautifully covered with white dots, scattered across the big black sky. The moon was centred, and shining down on me. It was beautiful. I hadn't seen the night sky since I was seven years old. I sighed, spreading my arms out feeling a cool breeze across my face. I could suddenly hear footsteps. "Siha! Get up and run!!" Someone yelled. I sat up, and looked to where it was coming from. I was then suddenly dragged up onto my feet and pulled down the street. Who was this? "What were you doing just lying there daydreaming?!" Taeil exclaimed, shaking my shoulders. I shrugged. He had blood all over his forehead. "Where is Kris, Hansol and the others?" He asked. I shrugged again. "I tripped before I saw where they went." I replied. I just wanted to go home. Not the new base. Home. I was sick and tired of this constant running and fighting. I wanted to be at home, resting on the sofa watching sports or something. I was crying slightly. Another person came over to us. "Siha?? What are you doing out here??" Jungkook asked. I sobbed quietly. "Hansol got shot, and Kris ran off. They were running, and I tripped." I replied, sobbing. Jungkook sighed slightly. "It is okay, Siha, we'll catch up to them. I know where the new base is." He said. I smiled, and nodded as we stood to follow where Hansol and Kris went. I began thinking about my family again. I always saw images of them in my mind. This time, it came suddenly as flashback instead of images.