The Uleten

Prologue

"I can't let you do this. I don't want you to do this." He turned around, his clothes and face coated with mud and dust. He stared deep into my eyes, as if he was trying to speak through them. It was hard to keep calm, knowing that I might never see him again, knowing that they might kill him. He's the only other person that's been there for me since my parents died. For me and Annalise. No matter how much he confuses me and gets me angry, I still can't seem to let him go to wherever they want him to go.

"You don't understand! I'm not doing this for them. I'm doing this for you and Annalise. If, they want me, then so be it. If it means giving you and Annalise a chance of survival, then I'll take the chance, even if it means I might never come back." He breaks the eye contact and looks at the people around him, sealed in a iron jail cell. Dust covered the floors, as if it were one hundred years old. Lights from above illuminated enough to see people suffering, crying, screaming on the top of their lungs, knowing that they made the most idiotic mistake in order to keep themselves alive. I could see the pain in his eyes. Something that I haven't seen since he killed Cameron. But this time it was different. Almost like he did something that he wished never happened. Something suspicious.

"These past couple of days, you taught me that survival means everything. That you can't be scared, even if it means killing the people you love, or the people that you trust. I gave you my trust and hope. I held onto it for a while now, hoping that somehow we would reach the Uleten and finally live like we used to. I believed you. I did. And even if this wasn't what we expected, I don't want you to go. I don't want them to take you to whoever knows where. I don't know what they're going to do to you, which makes me scared. And I'm so tired of being scared, of this stupid world with these stupid people trying to kill everyone. I just want to live like I used to. Small house, family, my sister. But I can't have any of that anymore, because of them. Do you really want to be a part of them? Do you really want to go to the path of death? To the people who most likely purposely released the Subonions?" He glances at the ground, as if he was trying to find a way to respond. I couldn't take it any longer. Holding everything that I felt for the past days, and maybe it wasn't the best idea to let it out, especially now. But it felt good to release all the anger I have for the Ulite. I know they were listening somewhere, even if there weren't any camaras, but sometimes they don't have to be shown to know that someone is watching you.

"You're right. I don't want to go to wherever these people want me to go. But, I've only been with you for only a week, not even two. And there's so many things that you don't know about me. I've done some really bad things that I'm not proud of, Sabrina. Bad things. And who's to say that I don't deserve whatever comes my way?" He said as he moves closer to me. What could be so bad that is encouraging him to go with them? I can't think of something that would make you willingly go with the Ulite. Even if you murdered someone, or many, you wouldn't want to mess with these kinds of people.

"What did you do?" I ask, raising my suspicion. He gently strokes my hair as he was trying to make everything seem okay even if it isn't, like always. He weakly smiles, avoiding eye contact.

"I'm sorry. I was going to tell you, I just didn't know how." He stops stroking my hair and looks at me with his hazel-green eyes. His pupils expanding so large that I could barely see his eye color. He steps away from me and moves towards the door of death.

"Don't ignore me! What did you do?!" He stops and turns around, an inch away from touching the door knob.

"It."