Aaliyah's P.O.V.
I can feel him. His touch, his smile, his beautiful eyes boring into me, but I know he it too far to reach.
"I just want to hold you." I whisper, but I know he can't hear me. I know he's not there.
"You are." His voice, like an angle singing straight into my heart, but I know it's just in my head.
"You'll always be holding a piece of me inside you. In your heart. You know I'd never leave you."
"But you did!" I scream, but he isn't there to hear me. He is gone, like everything else burried beneath the ash.
"I love you." I feel him as though he is standing right before me. I feel his hand in mine.
"I love you more."
***
"Aaliyah?" I blink and find myself sitting beside Willow.
"You kinda zoned out for a second." He says with a concerned expression. I grin at him and sling my arm over his shoulder.
"I'm okay. So what we're we talking about?" Willow begins to fill me in once again on the plan to catch a drone, but suddenly my vision turns black and another scene begins to play in my mind.
***
They're here. We're surrounded. I can fly away, but I can't carry all of them and I won't let the drones take them.
I can hear their footsteps pounding against the stairs as they climb closer. We will fight, but there are too many of them and too little of us. I look down at Illia, clutching to my leg with fear in her eyes.
***
I come back to reality and gasp. The drones are coming.
"We need to leave now." I stand and lift Illia into my arms.
Slinging her on my hip and grabbing Willow's hand, I head straight towards the stairs.
"What, wait! Aaliyah, what's the matter?" River asks, confused.
"The drones are coming."
Everyone instantly stands and follows as I hurry down the stairs and to the two cars we "borrowed" about three weeks ago. After buckling Illia in her car seat, I jog outside and bolt into the air. Sure enough, the drones were on their way. They were about ten miles away, we had just enough time to escape. Once the cars begin to speed away, I follow them from the air and sigh in relief.
We keep moving for about three hours until we are sure we lost the drones for now. Hungry, we stop at a small diner and take a seat at a corner table.
"How did you know they were coming?" Illia asks in her sweet, innocent voice. Everyone looks at me expectantly, like they were just wondering the same thing.
"I don't know. I had some kind of...vision." My dad stares at me with his eyes wide, awe-struck.
"You can see the future."
We all gasp.
"Or at least the predicted future."
If what my father is saying is true, I wonder what the first vision I had was about. Whether it would happen.
"I guess we need a new place to stay." Rose says.
"Thank you Captian Obvious." Willow says and we all laugh.
We can't always be on the run like this. Our chips need to come out, and the Director needs to be stopped. If we are going to stop him, we will need more people. His drones out number us six by hundreds. Once these chips are out, its time we find others to fight alongside us before it's too late.
Mission recruit, that's what I'll call it, and it starts the second we loose the chips.
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The Haven
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