Underground

54

Leeciy
I should've stayed with her. What happens when the one person I trust dies? Can I tell when she dies, like an empty feeling deep inside?
I'm asking too many questions.
Annaliesee stands with me, next to Luca.
Luca is readying another shot, letting it fly.
It lodges itself into the only female soldier's stomach.
She pulls it out, tossing it on the ground.
Bulletproof vests.
"BP vests." I murmur to Annaliesee.
She nods passing the message along.
I raise my axe and throw it.
The shiny axe lodges itself in the woman's neck with a sickening squelch noise.
She falls to her knees and then forward, forcing the axe through her throat.
The soldiers try not to look phased, but the youngest, his face blotched with acne, falls to his knees and vomits.
"I think they sent us the weaklings." A kid says, trying to staunch the bleeding on his gut.
I lean down next to him. "How so?"
"I feel like they would teach them to tolerate the sight of blood." He says, his hands briefly leaving the wound, before pressing back onto it.
I nod. "I'll kill them for you."
"Thanks." He says, reaching up to grab my arm.
He leaves an inky black stain on my grey sweater.
I stand.
"Poor kid." Luca says. "I hate watching people die."
"He's not dead." I say, turning to face him.
He sits, head turned back at an awkward position, mouth open.
"I hate watching them die too." I say, standing next to them.
Suddenly, Luca leans out from behind the building we were hiding behind, shooting an arrow into the vomiting soldier's neck.
"Where's Estelle?" He asks.
"I'm not sure, I hope she's not bleeding out alone." I say. "That would be tragic."
"Tell me about it." He says. "August would probably stop that, though."
I nod. "Probably."
"I don't like him that much." Luca admits. "Kind of a weird fellow."
I tilt my head. "I've never had an actual conversation with him."
"She could do better." He says.
I nod. "I guess."
A girl with red hair runs out with two rusty coils of barbed wire.
"Estelle?" I ask myself, walking away from the house.
I watch motionless as she gets shot down, receiving a bullet to the nose.
"No!" I scream, running toward her.
I know I'm being shot at when a bullet whizzes past my face.
That wasn't my main concern.
Luca shoots the guy who was shooting in the knee.
I lift the girl off the ground by her waist, running to safety.
I set her down on the ground, brushing the bloody hair out of her face.
It wasn't Estelle, but a young girl with green eyes.
I sit back and sigh in relief.
Luca was watching us carefully.
I shake my head. "Not her!"
He nods.
Annaliesee sends another beam of fire to the soldiers.
Screams of pain echo through the city.
Annaliesee hates hurting people and you can tell by the way her eyes flicker with emotion.
I lean out and nail the largest guy with a headshot.
He falls onto the ground.
The last kill was by some Pangaean I don't know, by a kitchen knife he threw, right into his face.
"For Greeny!" He yells, falling to his knees. "Greeny!"
'I have to find Estelle.' I think, before running off.
***
Estelle
I chase him, rage coursing through my purple blood.
August runs behind me.
The soldier got pretty far, since I didn't notice that he was going that direction.
He actually entered the house and was searching around.
I enter noisily, barely noticing the stinging in my lungs.
"Who goes there?" He asks, voice deep and booming, he was upstairs, I could tell by the slight muffled speech.
I walk up there, gripping my axe tightly. "Your worst nightmare."
He must recognize my voice from the video, his steps walking out of September's room.
"You think you're funny?" I say, facing him.
He shakes his head. "Actually, I'm on a mission, my husband calls me funny, though."
I clench my jaw. "Does he know that you kill innocent people?"
The soldier cocks his assault rifle. "You aren't innocent."
"What did I do?" I ask. "Because I haven't killed anyone."
"You escaped from the lab that was holding you because you're different." He starts. "That's a crime in my book."
My grip tightens on the grip of the axe. "Is it crime to save yourself?"
He hesitantly shakes his head.
"I didn't do any wrong then." I say. "But you are here, looking for the children that I protect, probably gut them yeah? That's what you like to do."
"Where are they?" He asks.
I run forward, chopping his kneecap.
He falls, dropping his gun and clutching his knee.
"They're in the basement." I smirk, before forcing my axe into his skull.
***
I walk down the stairs, ignoring the sticky blood on my face.
Cirus and September were on the couch, perfectly safe.
August stands behind them, arms folded.
"They're safe at least." I say.
Cirus turns to me. "I saw a big spider."
"Oh?" August asks, messing up her hair.
"It wasn't that big." September says.
Cirus shakes her hand. "It was bigger than my hand."
"You've got tiny hands." He points out.
Suddenly, Yeeva bursts in through the back door, pistol in hand.
She shoots August's leg, and he collapses on the floor.
"What the hell!?" I yell.
September grabs Cirus's hand.
"Run." I order them.
They oblige, running out the door.
August moans in pain, pressing on the wound.
"It's called revenge Red, You killed my brother!" She yells.
I fume. "I didn't kill your brother, your brother killed himself."
"You caused it! You were the one to come and get us, it was you!" She keeps her gun trained on him.
"You were the one to want to leave." I growl. "Remember, survival is not to be put over the people you care about."
"That's your thought." She says.
I shouldn't have left my axe in that guy's skull, so my only weapon now is my words. "Get out of my house."
She smirks. "Sure." She turns and leaves, well, after she puts four bullets in August's stomach.