Struck (A Skyarmy Fanfic) (Stopped)

Chapter 12

   Martin's POV

   "No no no no! Please no!" I shouted as Flare went limp. Adam came running up the stairs, followed by everyone else. The screams must have woken them up.

   "Flare! Please wake up!" I shouted, tears welling up in my eyes. Flare's face was blank, with no expression. I held Flare's hand tightly, begging on the inside for her to still be alive. Seto checked her pulse, and gave me a saddened look.

   "No... This can't be happening... Not now!" I shouted, burying my face in her shoulder. I wrapped her in a hug.

   "Please..." I muttered. Simon walked up beside me and put an arm around me.

   "What have I done? If I'd just helped her when I saw her fighting, none of this would've happened. We would all be alive right now... She was protecting me, when it should've been the opposite," I said, tears streaming down my face.

   "It's not your fault, it's her brother's fault. This never should have happened," Simon said.

   It had only been a week and a half, and she had already been killed. Why was this happening to me? Why me? Why her?

   "Let's go, we need to leave anyway, the government wants us out," Baki said.

   "No, I don't care about the government, I'm not leaving Flare," I said, still holding her.

   "We have to, or they'll force us out," Baki said.

   "Then I'm taking Flare, dead or not, I'm not leaving her," I said, picking Flare up.

   Baki sighed and walked downstairs, and I followed with Flare in my arms. I made a promise that I would never leave her, and I will keep that promise.

   Grayson's POV

   I felt terrible for Martin. I didn't even want to think about what he was going through. Just as we were about to walk out the door once our stuff was packed, someone knocked. I opened the door and saw a boy with large circular glasses and shaggy brown hair standing at the door.

   "Hi," he said, then seeing the others, gave us a huge grin.

   "Hey! Guys!" he yelled happily. Others were behind him. A boy with long black hair and a white hoodie was holding someone that was unconscious. The unconscious boy was wearing a blue spacesuit, and his orange helmet was broken, so I could see his face. The last boy had purple hair, a purple shirt with darker pants, and black shoes.

   "Tyler? Jason? Gizzy? Kyle?" Adam asked in shock, stepping next to me.

   "Adam! I can't believe we found you!" the one with the glasses said, hugging Adam.

   "Okay... Let go Tyler.. Tyler! I.. I can't breathe!" Adam squeaked. Tyler let go of Adam quickly.

   "Oh sorry," he said quickly.

   "It's fine. Hey what's up Gizzy?" he said, high-fiveing the one with the long hair.

   "Well for starters we just barely escaped a hail storm with our lives," Gizzy said. Adam's eyes widened.

   "You had that too?" Adam asked.

   "Yeah! Did you get it?" Gizzy asked.

   "We barely survived!" Adam said.

   "Can we come in, Jason's hurt," said the purple one.

   "Sure Kyle, come take a seat," said Adam stepping away from the door. They all walked in and we all sat.

   "Hi, I'm Grayson, nice to meet you," I said.

   "I'm Tyler," said Tyler, "And this is Gizzy, Kyle, and Jason."

   He gestured to everyone as he said their names.

   "This is Flame, and..." I didn't finish. Martin was still holding Flare's body, refusing to leave her. I sighed.

   "Well, that used to be Flare," I muttered. Martin gave me a look and went back to coddling Flare's body.

   "She was... Killed?" Tyler asked. I sighed.

   "Yes. She was shot by a poisoned bullet. Murdered by her own brother," I said. Gizzy gasped.

   "By her own brother?" Kyle asked. I nodded sadly.

   "Well, what a way to go," muttered Tyler.

   "We need to leave, or we'll be forced out," said Baki, interrupting our conversation. Jason's eyes opened and he looked around.

   "Where am I? What is this place?" he said weakly.

   "Jason! You're awake!" shouted Tyler happily.

   "Oh god! When we saw that I've hit you we thought you'd been killed!" Gizzy shouted, hugging Jason.

   "Wait. Ice?" asked Jason, confused, "What are you talking about?"

   Uh oh.

   Author's note-

   Cliffhanger! NUU! Or is it? Haha! Even I don't know! Ugh.. To. Lazy. To. Write. Agh. BYE!