Darkest Night

Chapter I: The Night

It was dark, so dark nothing could be seen anywhere apart from two things; some kind of large lighthouse far away and a little lantern swinging from one side to the other of the belt of a young boy walking restlessly with a pair of golden eyes keeping watch of the surroundings. Everything was silent and it was like that since centuries ago when everything in the skies disappeared, the sun, moon and stars were only in legends the boy read countless times. But as he was walking and was supposed only to hear his little footsteps, the boy heard a growling coming from up ahead and the first thing he did was to turn the small light off, only his faintly glowing eyes could be seen in the darkness.

The boy stopped moving and started to slowly crouch and stretched his hand to grab a long knife hidden on the side of his leg as the growling grew closer and louder. But as he began to see the shape of a person slowly walking toward him, a bullet ran right into its head and the growling stopped as the person fell in the mud.

-You okay Kalon ? Asked a voice from a small hill some meters away from the boy.

-You took your time, do you remember you're on watch Leon ?

-Alright you're okay, come in now

Kalon walked over to Leon who had some kind of rusty night vision goggles and a long rifle with a little scope in his arms. Kalon just reached out to open a brown hatch and jumped in an underground corridor before Leon closed it back. After walking through ways and door, Kalon finally reached a black door among so many, his little room was waiting for him and he left his stuff such as his bag and lantern on his bed before hurrying to a large room where were  waiting many people.

-What's up? He said as he sat on a hard chair.

-The ceiling, answered a man who had a long white beard and nearly any hair.

-So, what are we gonna do? Asked another man.

-We must get a hold on the convoy, but in that zone there are too many shadows so the only place we can use to capture some products is here, said the bearded man while moving his finger on a large map.

-I volunteer for the mission, said Kalon immediately.

The man looked like he was worried about something.

-I can allow you to go, but you're one of the last scout we have so you must be careful.

Kalon nodded and soon everyone spread through the shelter to get ready for the seizure of the convoy.In his room, he gathered all the stuff that could be useful such as a knife, a belt of ammo for a rifle that was on the wall with a bayonet along with a holster and handgun. He then walked in the maze of the corridors, meeting a few people on his way before teaming up with about fifteen people waiting in front of the door leading to the hatch outside.

-Let's go, Kalon said before pushing the door followed by the armed men in the cold and dark outside world.

After half an hour of walking, stopping when hearing a sound and killing some shadows, the group arrived near railways, lightened by Kalon lantern. After five of the men laid remote explosives on the railways, the team sat down around the lantern and chatted to wait for the train to come.

-I heard a story from HE, started a young man.

-What kind ? Followed another.

-She said a long time ago when there was still light, the people were further in technology and other stuff than we are now.

A third man laughed.

-Don't listen to her, she's old and ramble some times.

-Only some times, whispered Kalon.

As they kept talking, the noise of the wheels against the railways echoed and soon all the team was in position. There were two groups, one which would activate the remote to divide the last wagoon from the rest of the train and another to sneak inside the rest to see what was in there.

The operation began with the first explosion and Kalon along with three men ran to grab the train and climbed inside, but as they were traveling further and further to the engine, they began to hear noises, human noises, words that they couldn't understand.

-Are they from the Lighthouse ? Whispered a man, right before being shot in the heart.

-Get cover ! Screamed Kalon to his other two partners before hiding behind a crate and firing his lock rifle.

But their opponments were heavy armoured and they walked head on while the bullets were driven away after hiting their plated armors. Kalon moved to avoid a bullet and pressed a side panel, opening both sides of the wagoon and when one of his teammate got his head smashed against an iron crate, Kalon was thrown out forcefully, flying above a crack before falling into it. He only saw his last living comrad being taken away by the ennemy.