Chapter 2 - S Tower

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Chapter 2 – S Tower

It get very lonely up there, in the surveillance tower. I always have to paid attention to any movement since we often get attacked. It's pretty sad that's this is my break. Not only do I teach youngsters how to fight off enemies without firepower but I am also one of the Front warriors of the republican Fighters Force so an FFF. I have joined the Fighters Force or the FF when I was 15 years old, since my non biological father was an enthusiast of the movement and all the people living with us are FF except some of them who help us fight, they do not go on the battlefield to protect the land but help us with other things like nursing, farming, producing armors and stuff like that . I honestly admire every single one of them and I am proud to call them my family .

Bringing the radio to my lips " passive lines here, no movement to report. B2 requesting replacement. Over. "
I said hopping to get this weight off my shoulder "Firestorm on the radio , coming in 5 B2, over"
"heard,over"
It is normal for us to have nicknames but the nicknames were given depending on our placement in the battlefield and they were given by the majority of the group . Firestorm is a machine gun handler and she saved our asses many times during rough battles. It wasn't easy for us to just kill at first but during the fight , our instincts took over and the phrase "survival of the fittest " was most appropriate .

After running from a place to another, I was the only survivor of my group, I was 14 at that time, I was so lonely and scared , I lived in constant fear that I will die just like my mother did , till I meet a wistful and virtuous man , he is my father figure . I called him dad  since I have never meet mine. Dad was called Steve and he had a son who turned up to be the greatest friend I will ever have . Carl and I weren't so close at first, he was only a year older than I am. Now that I think about it, I can't help but laugh of how childish we were when we first meet , he would always tease me and I'll go crying to Steve . Times passes and new people joined our group, we learned to fight in every way , self-defense , knives , guns , martial arts , what we could learn , we did . Through the years , some of our family was killed , some by sickness , some while fighting against the infected . What? didn't I say the care was perfected? and the Form virus was almost banishes from earth ? well I did say that but I also said that corpses still exist , a minority of them , yes , but still they exist and they have equal strength as the werewolves - which was remarkable - but neither the speed nor heightened senses. And that's what we struggle against Corpses and Werewolves.

"Asesina ,got bored ?" Asesina is Spanish for slayer -or murderer , but let's choose slayer . My nickname was Slayer , and I wasn't proud of it. I didn't kill actual humans - they were practical dead but for me killing is not a hobby of mine . That is why I teach kids to defend themselves instead of slaying their opponent . "You will definitely like it up here ,I have never been so entertained in my life " I replied sarcastically while rolling my eyes .
" don't exaggerate, chica , its peaceful out there , the best way to relax and take a break " she argued . "relax? You don't take thisresponsibility seriously, do you? "I teased her about it. She rolled her eyes like she always does . she took over soon enough for me to pack my things and prepare for my next task at hand until Maya AKA firestorm called my name . Leaving my back bag on the floor I look up to her . She was calm , very calm . When Maya is calm its never good , basically her calm face meant she was nervous and quite worried, unconventional, I know .

"what is it ?" I asked mirroring her attitude . It is the best way of handling these situation , we were worriers and we didn't need to cause chaos more than there is .

"the borders , near the new grown tree which we use as a landmark" she informed me . I looked over there , closely , it was a figure , what or who was it ? what if its another attack ? A survivor ? "don't signal yet , I'm going to check it out " I said stopping her from contacting the others "Amy, be careful " I nod, acknowledging her. "back me up if anything goes wrong "

I finally left , what will be on the borders ? danger or opportunity ?

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