The New Era

Her Choice

Over the few weeks, Amy had storng feelings, harsh emotions kept attacking her. She felt so lonely, sad. She wanted to find Jacob and hug him, but all was left of him was ashes. She wept.

The spaceship was progressing well. The engineers had been building for a log time, some of them restless, especially Noor. She was willing to create this spaceship, only to get in and for humankind to have a better future. She knew she had to do this, and she wasn't going to back down.

Morgan was satisfied, and so he came in too and helped. Other people volunteered. Some were reluctant to help out, others didn't even hesitate. When they looked to see the outer world outside of the dome, they shuddered. The creatures looked intimading, no, they didn't want to live on Earth anymore. They must move to Mars.

Amy tried to protest, "But this is Earth, our home," she tried to reason with them, but they shaked it off.

Georgia looked to her, with a sincere look. "I know sweety, you must be upset, but," she then began to say how we couldn't live here anymore. They could not make a living out of the creatures, they didn't have enough water to go around. If they had to live in a world like this, no one wins. "Be reasonable."

Amy but her lip. "Amber, the Guardian wouldn't mind. We could live amongst them. They have enough food to go around, the water there is different, but just as well. We can survive, Georgia." She had a look of determination on her face, she needed them to see the Second World as more than just a world with fears.

"Listen to yourself, honey," Georgia said sweetly. When she heard Amy's response, she had to contain her laughter. She told her that she needed some rest.

Amy shook her head, saying that it was true. "We can still live on Earth. Yes, it not the same, but we can make it the Earth we need it to be," she said, still trying to reason with her. Georgia shook her head, still not agreeing. People began to gather.

Noor tugged her sleeve, "Georgia, come on. We still have lots of work to do."

Georgia looked to her smiling, and nodded. She turned to Noor, with a look on her face, it was a look of sorrow. Amy could read in her face that she knew very well that she was right. But she couldn't bring herself to say it. She had to play along with their plan, and she carelessly covered up her own opinions.

Everyone did. Some people were firm of the project, others hesitant. Some remained neutral. Some opposed to it, but remained silent. Others were not sure whether to stay or to leave, and so either protested,  or remained silent.

"It sucks," Amy said, touching Ari on the back. He gave a small, soft sound, it wasn't like a screech, but like a soft cry. He nestled his face into her hands, and she accepted, hugging him.

Amber was listening to her every words. She remained silent until now. "And you want to stay here, yes?"

Amy nodded. "But as much as I want to stay, I don't want to be left behind. Then I'll have no one," she but her lip, and then looked to see Amber. She quickly added, "Yeah, I know I'll have you and the creatures, but the people of the First World, I won't have."

Amber was silent again, and she didn't reply.

"I don't know what to do, Amber," she said, hearing the snores of Ari. She slowly and gently put him down, letting him sleep in peace. She put her hands to her legs, watching and waiting to see what Amber would say.

"Do what you believe is best," Amber said quietly. She went to the edge of the nest, and spreader out her wings, looking to the sky.

"But I don't know what's best. And if I do, I'm not sure," Amy admitted. She got up slowly, and joined Amber to the edge of the nest. She looked over to the edge, watching the world below in awe, and fear. She felt still upset, but she had always tried to hide it by now.

"You know yourself the best, not I," Amber replied.

"Yes, well," Amy slowly stopped herself. She was right. She knew herself more than Amber did. Although it would be splendid if she had some support and advice, she knew what she wanted. But she still wasn't sure. She was afraid of making the wrong mistake, the wrong choice.

It's like a path and you're blindfolded. You don't know where your going, but yet you don't want to move at all, to avoid the wrong path. This is what Amy thought. All of this was going too fast for her, it seemed the whole world was spinning before her eyes.

Here Morgan was, offering to move to Mars, what a bizarre idea, yet people are helping him male that a reality. And here she was, looking over the two worlds from the nest of the Guardian. She felt the warm air again, the sun was rising, and she quickly settled herself back, nestled against Ari, seeking his warmth.

Amber looked to her, with tears in her eyes. "Amy, dear. I just want you to know that whatever choice you make.. it's yours. I'm not going to stop you." She tried to take back in her tears, looking away. She was taught by her mother, by any Guardian, that it was wrong for her to cry, or any Guardian in particular. They had to look intimidating, so that danger, intimidated, would flee.

Amy closed her eyes. She looked to the side of the nest.

"Have you decided?"

"Yes."

Amber didn't bother to ask her what it was. She offered to give her a ride back him, still trying to stop the tears from flowing. She knew Amy was a great creature, infact, she was the closest she had ever been to one. Yes, Ari should have been at the top, but it seemed Amy was more important.

Soon Ari would spread his wings, and fly off to a new territory, claiming it and doing the same rituals as his mother did. She would never see him again, and never will. She knew this, all Guardians knew this.

But Amy however, if she wanted, could have stayed with her. But she knew very well, what she was going to chose. It would be to go to Mars, it was a fair choice. What would Amy want from a stupid bird, anyway? She would rather be with her people, make a new living in a new planet. New adventures, fun.

Amy thanked her for the ride, but she heard no reply. She put her hands in her pockets, and slunked her way to the city square. While she was walking, she could see the frame of the ship peeking out of the tall buildings. She held her breath, still walking.

Georgia looked around worriedly, and then when she saw Amy, she was at ease. She hugged her tight, "Where were you? I couldn't find you anywhere, I could only assume horrible things. Thank Lord, you're okay."

Amy nodded, her face sullen and stiff.

Georgia noticed, and released herself from the hug. "What's wrong, honey? You look so glum-" she quickly realized why, and then continued, "-oh dear, are you still upset about that?"

Amy didn't reply. She pushed her aside, and made her way into the park. She noticed the burn marks on the trees, the large crater on the ground. She settled herself on the bench, she felt the cool air from the vents, and she stiffened.

She wanted to cry, to let out all of her emotions, but when she tried, nothing came out. Maybe a muffled sound, but nothing else. However, tears did swell up in her eyes, and fall down to her cheeks like waterfalls.

She tried to think of a choice, but she could think of none. She saw the sadness on Amber's eyes when she thought she was going to move to Mars, she meant a lot to her. But she would feel upset if she didn't go to Mars, with her own kind.

But what was there at Mars, that Earth wouldn't have? Well, for one, friends. Yes, the people of the dome were nice to her, but just because you're nice didnt mean your a friend. Friends are there for you, that is what Amber does, and always has been doing.

She tried to reconsider, but she didn't hesitate to reconsider so fast, she felt she had made a firm and good decision. She knew her choice very well, and with ease, she got up. The sadness in her body soon swept away, and she knew that the weight in her shoulders had been lifted.

She knew she chose the right path.