The Choices We Make

War 2. ( Getting Through)

Running.

Explosions.

Thunder.

Roars.

Cries.

Death.

All coming down on the school. And Agatha and Tedros were in the middle of it. Getting ready to sprint through the zombies and wickedness.

"Alright on the count of three sprint," Anadil explained.

"One." Dot counted

"Two." Anadil snarled.

Finally Hester looked up, her demon emerging from her neck.

"Three." The bushes they were using for cover evaporated and the three witches shot multiple spells at once on them, while Agatha and Tedros booted away.

They glanced at the dark forest around them shockingly both Evers and Nevers young and small were fighting with great strength casting and fighting with the skills they had been taught. Agatha smiled seeing even Beatrix wearing her read sash proudly as she yelled commands over to her team.

"Okay, so the witched gave us time to get out any ideas on what we should do next?" Tedros said panting as they turned right into the more so foggy area.

"We need a way to first get most of the students safely back to the bases so they can arrange a proper attack."

"Got it."

Agatha and Tedros went around finding both Evers and Nevers from their side giving them instruction on how to safely head back to the bases.

They ran all over the grounds finding students and leaders helping and instructing them to help  calm them down. 

"Hey are you okay?" Tedros turned.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Agatha looked to Tedros snapping back.

"That last group was in a tight situation , and you took quite a blow."

" When this is all over I'll worry about myself again." Agatha said  wiping off blood from her fresh wounds.

They heard an explosion in the distance and looked over to find a red fiery skull being blown up in smoke for the whole world to see.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Tedros questioned looking up at the dull sky.

They continued running ,this time  to the flaming read skull that had appeared. With worry in their minds.

"What could have happened that had caused such an impact?" Agatha pondered.

They ran and ran. They could barely hear the sound of the chaos around them. Only the sounds of their heartbeats ringing loudly in their ears. 

They wondered if it was just them or if it really had gotten quieter. Sounds of dread filled the air. it didn't sound like a war where good was conquering evil. It sounded like Evil bringing into the world a triumphant reign against good.

The closer they got to the base the fouler a smell had gotten. Blood. Death. .............................................................Evil.

"Did we lose that soon?" Agatha mumbled to herself she tripped over a branch while running scuffing her knees, receiving more and more cuts on her body.

"Agatha." Tedros said kneeling down.

"I said I'm fine." Agatha responded getting up and stumbling first into Tedros and then the ground.

"No. You're not. You need to be aided. Hold still." Tedros lit his finger while getting out bandages.

"Tedros we don't have time to worry about me. We don't even have time to run away and save everyone because  for all we know all  of our side could be gone."