We Rule the World

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Month Five, Year One

8:02AM

The sound of a car slowly driving off drew everyone's attention through the front wall towards main street as the group of lawmen and their friends huddled in the main foyer of the Police Station, Casey Hodges flew up from her chair attached to the wall and raced over to the double doors. Her eyes came alive said that she saw Ando, the thud of the first set of doors announced that he was in the building forcing Casey to step back from the doors letting Ando come through without even taking note that she was there.

Ando's attention was fixated on the ground and didn't even lift up to see the group as he came in, he held his gun belt in hand with a weak grip as if a small gust of wind could swipe the belt away from his hand. Dan saw how Ando's face was flush from colour and his golden hair seemed withered, the bandage around the missing chunk of flesh had a near perfect circle of blood seeped into its fibres that Ando appeared to be ignoring.

The group allowed him to wander through the foyer but before he reached the mouth of the hallway Dan swooped in, his hope was that Silas talked a big game but couldn't pull the trigger although there was something about his demeanour that made Dan worry, he had actually gone through with the execution.

'What happened? Did he... did he, do it?' Dan Garrett.

Ando came to sudden stop next to Dan; he never was this quiet which was a bad sign. He tilted his head so that they were looking at each other and nothing else.

'It's done... Silas killed him.' Ando.

Ando continued moving, heading through the doors to the back of the building. Dan collapsed onto the reception desk spooking everyone compelling them to fly over to him and make sure that he was alright. He felt everything drain from his body all at the once, whatever energy he had was gone, whatever small joy he had was gone and whatever chance that things could go back to how the way they were, gone too.

The thought lingering in all of their minds, ''now we live amongst murderer's.''

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12:36PM (One Day Later)

'I can't believe that you fucking agreed with him Jacob, that is fucked, why would you do something so... so... so gross and disgusting. Jouse is dead, Silas executed him and all you did was agree with him because? Well, why the fuck did you agree with him?' Georgi Prescott.

For nearly half an hour now Jacob had been getting chewed out by everyone, all of them were criticizing his decision to support Silas. Last night when Jacob got into bed Alesha didn't even look at him and even winced when he swooped in for kiss, sleep didn't come easy to either of them that night as they both awkwardly laid in bed wanting desperately to speak but not knowing how to speak to the other.

'I done what Whitefall wanted us to do, they were all calling for his head... Siding with Silas was the best choice; he was willing to kill Jouse... I didn't want Jouse to die as much as the rest of you but nobody else wanted what we wanted, and if we had of acted things could have turned out bad for us.' Jacob Shepard.

'Since when did you and Silas mend your friendship!' Dominic Marcuse.

He spoke with an air of confident-smugness that Jacob did not like, Dominic was too comfortable to know when and what to comment on and his fixation on Silas being the enemy was half the reason Silas had such bad-blood against the Student Council.

'Don't be smug. We didn't even speak the whole trip, nobody did for obvious reasons. Now I done it so the crowd wouldn't demand that we no longer lead or worse. At least this way any further blood-shed has been averted, that night could have been a slaughter in the worst way possible considering that three groups there had loaded guns.' Jacob Shepard