We Are Just Pawns

Barcelona, Spain

Five years ago to this exact day the malicious leader of the now not so 'free' world took over. During this time the young carefree fourteen year old was blissfully unaware of the horrors that would lead in the following years. Growing up in Spain was beautiful, the way the sun kissed the sky during the summer. The city was always a buzz, and Eli loved to visit it from time to time to pick up fresh fruits and vegetables from the market. His mother Maria and Father Ali were always supportive of Eli and his younger brother Brsyon. Being married at a young age allowed them to fully experience what struggling really was. So Maria insisted the boys only get the best in their lives. That included private schools, tutors, and lots of love. Anything they could possibly need was taken care of. But, above all out the saftey of the boys was their top priority. When Ali began hearing whispers of a new 'leader' in North America, he became slightly concerned, unaware of how bad it was. At first he stayed silent allowing the situation to play out, but once the killings began he knew he had to act if he were to save his sons lives.

"Maria, we have to let them go" Ali said to his wife as he walked behind her wrapping his large tan arms around his crying wife.

"I know Ali, but you think sending them to California is really the best decision, wouldn't they be safer here?" She questioned as she took a deep breath as she attempted to stop crying.

"Yes Maria..." he trailed off for a secound "Gloria is our only option, she works for him" he said looking down as he twirled his thumbs together before continuing "She..she has safety, why would he kill one of his own?" He almost questioned "She'll claim Hey and Eli as her own and no harm will come to them I promise" he stopped giving a fake reassuring smile. "Then when all of this blows over, they can come home" he said simply waiting for his wife's response

"I..i" she almost stumbled over her words realzing that there was no fighting this "Yes" she said finnaly "It would be better if they were with Gloria, but I can't watch them go...I'll say goodbye tonight" she said sighing slightly as she wiped the tears away from her face one more time, before she hugged her husband.

That night the news was broke to Bryson and Eli. Neither of the boys had ever been on a plane before, or even been away from their parents for more than a couple days.
Fear raced through Eli's mind he had so many questions 'why are we leaving, did we do something wrong, does it have to do with the new leader?' But, he knew better than to ask he could see on his parents face the worry and he didnt want to make it worse by bursting into tears. Instead he went stone faced as he pulled his body up from the couch he slowly walked down the hall amd into his small room where he would pack his case before leaving. That night would be the last time he ever saw that house that had harbored so many good times in its walls.

"Goodbye my sweet boy" his mother whispered to him as she sat on the end of his bed. Those were the last words he had heard his mother ever speak to him. He could still remeber the way she had walked to the door frame pausing as though she had something to say to him, but just couldn't seem to let it out. But, he quickly fell asleep to tured to object to his mother leaving. Sometimes he wished he would have pushed through that spleepy state and asked her what she wanted to say to him. Because, throught the next morning all the way to the time he boarded the plane he never saw his beloved mother. It was as though she vanished out of thin-air. Maybe it was to much for her to handel, because she knew there would be no safe place for him or his brother. But even to this day he was unable to forgive her, how could they do this to him. It was unforgivable.