----Chapter 18

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*Kris' POV*

I just kept running. Don't die on me, Hansol. I quickly darted around corners, trying to remember where the next planned base was. My eyes lit up as I saw one of my commanders running toward us. "Hey!!" I called, attempting to wave. He ran toward us, and yelling something at a couple of the others. "Kris!! Sir!! You're okay!!" He exclaimed. I handed one of them my brother. They looked at me confused. "Please, get him to a nurse or something." I commanded. They just stood there. Did they not hear me? "Get him to a nurse. Now." I repeated. They ran off, shouting at people in the base. I collapsed to my knees. It was hard carrying Hansol this entire way. We had been running all day. And I was crying loudly. I put my hands on my face. I turned my head slightly to see Luna quickly walking toward me. "Kris! Are you alright? I saw Hansol, I hope he'll be okay." She started talking. I looked up at her as she knelt down in front of me. "I'm fine. And... I- I found my... my..." I couldn't carry on. She put her hand on my shoulder. "I found my father." I finally said after sobbing for a good five minutes. "I left him there. Hansol got shot, and I just left my father back where we were. He's probably dead." I sobbed. She rubbed my shoulder. "No, he probably isn't Kris!! Don't be so negative." She said, smiling. Then her face lit up. "If he's your Dad, then he's probably a tough man. Any who, off this subject... where is Siha?" She asked, I knew she was right about my father. But the second part of her comment. Siha. Funny that. He would usually be hovering over Hansol. I didn't see him follow my commanders. I was confused slightly. Siha was right there before. I stood and turned around. "Siha?! Siha, where are you?!" I looked around. Where was he? He was right behind me when we were running. A quick thought suddenly came to my mind- no. He can't be. I couldn't see Jungkook and Taeil either. There was only two people from our group left. My father, Taeil and Siha are probably dead. I looked back to Luna. "Siha's gone." I muttered. He's gone. She put her hands to her face slightly. I couldn't face seeing her like this. I pulled her in for a hug. "It's okay. I know that it must be hard for you. He saved you, and in return you raised him the past 3 years. You're both close to each other." I said, hugging her tighter. She was sobbing into my shoulder, and I sobbed into hers. She slowly pulled away. "Thank you Kris, I needed that." She smiled a little. There was a small silence. "Kris, Sir, we found a nurse to look after your brother." A commander said. I immediately followed. We walked up the hallway, and into a room. The room had dirty walls, and Hansol was lying on a large white bed. A bandage was wrapped around his stomach. The blood seemed to be going through it. I put my hand on his stomach as a woman walked over to us. I felt to see if he was breathing. Good. He was. I turned to the woman. She was holding a large tin container. "This is the bullet that I pulled out of his stomach. It is a matter of luck now, whether he'll survive or not." She explained. The bullet was large, and had big blobs of blood covering it. I sat next to Hansol. It shouldn't end like this. It can't end like this. I rubbed his hand. Luna stood beside me. "Kris..." Hansol suddenly muttered. I combed his hair with my hand.

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