Convoys

Everyday Life

The creak of the steps we're as loud as gunshots, of course only in my
head, the memories came flooding back. I didn't realize I made it up
the stairs.

"STOP" I jumped back to reality upon hearing the voice. I look back to see Donovan, his eyebrows furrowed at the site of me about to collide with the wall.

"What" I shrug turning to exit the
building. He just lets out a soft sigh, as if he cared whether I hurt myself or not.

The air outside filled itself with smoke from a nearby battle we just fought-and won. The helicopters wings had pushed wind
through my hair allowing my dark curls to sway in the wind. The next
thing I knew, we were flying back to base. A big hidden island, so
beautiful-yet, very dangerous. The routine is simple, eat, train,
fight, sleep.

"There is no damn point!" I fire at my mother. She sits in her cell, quiet, nothing to say, this argument is old. "Say something...LOOK AT ME!" she only stood, making sure her back was to my face. They locked my mother up, deep down below the island. Along with the others like her. They call them convoys because...their evil. "How
long until your right next to me" she chuckles. I raise a brow
confused. "Answer me Iris" Hearing my mother call me by my name sends
chills, I'm so used to dumb, ugly, monster.

Thinking of the past
almost makes me tear up but I will not show any signs of weakness in
front of my mother, especially when she is behind bars.

"You are not
asking a time, you are asking if, if I will be like you and the answer
you seek is no" I finally reply confident in my voice. "Silly child,
you are very much like me you just have not discovered your true
potential, you are stronger, faster, wiser, you have more than you
think" She turns around slowly blood dripping from her chained up
hands. The blood drips slow, too slow. I take a few steps back
realizing just how terrifying my mother is. She smiles

"You are better
than me". I soon realize my mother cut herself to make a pile of blood
on the floor beneath her she stares into my eyes while I watch.
Quickly she lifts the blood from the floor and onto her chains and in
an instant its frozen, the chains come off ripped in half from the
sharp blood. I don't know if I should run or if I am safe with my
mother. My mother has been put in a cell yet she still manages to
break free, I quickly realize just what my mother is capable of. She
wastes no time and shoots an ice formed knife from her blood into my
cheek, another into my knee and the last two hit my stomach and my
other knee. I fall unable of standing; the pain was too much to handle
I couldn't help but scream. Blood drips from my body and my mother
collects it building up her pile of blood.

I hear footsteps of
soldiers coming down to the cell. My mother seems unaware of the
footsteps, I call out "Soldiers...Coming" I can barely talk with the
more blood I lose. My mother looks at me and smiles "Then I have 2
minutes until they come, I couldn't even hear them Iris." She says. I
start to lose focus and can barely see my mother reattaching her
chains, only one lightbulb was in her cell and one outside, they were
very dim. "Ma'am get away from the cell" one soldier calls out.
"Boom, Boom, Boom" shots were being fired. "Iris..." Donovan calls out, I can
barely hear him over the gunshots. He comes to my side and helps me to
my feet, he rushes me out the door and into the hallway, we make a
couple of turns and then we finally reach the stairs. He takes a
moment to think.

Then he lifts me off my feet and into his arms rushing up the stairs, after 70 steps we made it outside.

Finally he brought me to the hospital we had on our base, he didn't stay because he didn't care.