【Original】The Forgotten Lights

----Chapter 28

*Kris' POV*

It had been a long time since we moved back to the old base. It was the first one we went to, it was on the outskirts of Busan, my home-city. I sat on the bench chair that looked out to the edge of the city. I hadn't sensed Siha sitting down next to me. "Busan, eh?" He said. I looked to him. "Yeah. I was born there. It looks horrible now, though." I said. Siha smiled slightly. "Must have so many memories flooding in, don't you?" He commented. I nodded, and looked back to the city. "It would be nice to go look through it, don't you think?" I said. He slapped my back. "Now you're talking! I always wanted to see where the great and mighty Kris grew up!!" He exclaimed, standing up. Did he mean what I think he did? Did he want us to sneak off, and go to Busan? I stood, and looked at him. "Really? You want to go there?" I asked. He nodded excitedly. "Of course! I showed you my home-city, in return you show me yours. That was the deal, remember?" He said. I nodded again. "I guess so. Come on then."

We entered into the West part of the city, which was where I used to live. Siha looked around in awe. "I haven't been to Busan before now." He said as we walked past the old playground I used to play at when I was a kid. Siha gasped slightly. I turned. "What?" I questioned. "There's an enemy truck!" He exclaimed, grabbing my hand and pulling me behind some rubble. I knew that the enemy would search here. I just had a feeling they'd be here. "What are we going to do?" Siha whispered. I looked at him, then back to the truck. "We stay here till they come back, and kill them. Why do you think I brought my gun?" I whispered back. He looked at me and nodded. Now we sat in wait.

It had been half an hour, and then there was some people walking toward the truck. I presumed they were the enemy. Siha gave the signal, and I aimed the gun at the one running ahead. Then, out of nowhere one of them shouted "Min-Min!!! Watch out!!!" We both gasped in shock. They spoke Korean? The enemy spoke Korean?! I heard a bang as I placed my finger on the trigger. Then, one of them screamed loudly. It wasn't the smaller one. The younger one ran toward him, crying and holding him. What have I done? I dropped the gun. "Hansol!!!" Someone shouted. Siha and I looked to each other. "Hansol?" We repeated. My eyes were burning. Did I.... no. I couldn't have.