Surrender- 25

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Sammy's POV

"Sammy?" Thomas asked popping his head through the tent. I groaned as the light hit my eyes.

"Thomas, why are you up so early?" I questioned sitting up and pushing off the makeshift blanket I had.

Thomas and I had to share a tent since there was nobody else he could or wanted to stay with. Theo and Lynn were paired with two other people around their age. Poor Lynn. I still couldn't believe what happened to Drew. Sure, he wasn't my favorite person in the world, but he did save us. That's good enough for me.

"Sammy did you hear me," Thomas inquired now less than an inch away from me. I swear this kid knows no boundaries.

"Uh, not quite. Can you repeat, maybe a bit slower and farther away from me," I asked and sorta answered, pushing him back a bit. It may seem a little harsh, but I was dreaming of home. Oh, how I wish I was home.

"Fine," Thomas sighed backing up and sitting Indian- style, "So I was eating breakfast with the other younger kids when Alex a Zayn came up to me with Lynn too. They said that there is a bug in me that need to be taken out. They said that Drew had one too and that they might have them. I don't really get it. Am I sick?"

I tried to whip the expression of shock on my face before answering him, "No you are not sick, you will be fine. Did Alex and Zayn say anything else to you?"

To say I was mad that they told him and not him was the understatement of the year.

He seemed to be thinking hard before he said, "They also said they need to talk to you and Theo. Something about taking the bug out. The one with green eyes said something about his dad too. But I wasn't really listening because some people were training and it was cool."

What am I going to do with this kid?

"Thanks for telling me, Thomas. Also, make sure you change that shirt, you've been wearing for the past two days. Don't pretend you don't have another one because I know for a fact that nice lady Susan gave all of us bags with clothes and stuff."

Thomas rolled his eyes and said, "Fine, but I want to play with Claire first. We like to pretend we are training for the war. She has laser eyes so it hurts but it's still fun!"

Before I can even tell him to be careful he runs out of the tent smiling. I wish I could be that carefree. The war took that from me though. I should probably see what Alex and Zayn need to say. I'll get Theo too, I'm sure Thomas didn't go and tell him.

I put some new clothes on and put my hair up quickly. I then tried to remember where Theo's tent was. I know that it's on the edge of the tents. I started walking in the general direction. It's funny how familiar these surrounding have become to me. I love it and hate it at the same time. Oh, well there's nothing I can do about it. We just have to win this war and everything will be able to go back to normal. I was just about to reach the outer tent when I hear screaming.

I started to sprint to the source, using some of the speed from my cheetah form. From what I could tell the screaming was coming from the cluster of tents right near a grove of tall trees. Wait, I remember those trees from somewhere, don't I?

I didn't stop to ponder that for long now really close to the screaming. A boy about Theo's age and two younger girls all came flying out of one tent. The boy had blood on his dark hands.

"Help us!" he yelled at me signaling me over.

I ran over to them worry etching my features.

"What's wrong? Is everybody okay?"

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