Chapter 15

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It was chaos.
Southern was right. There is a war going on.
Tons and tons of southern rebels are fighting against our guards.
In the distance I can see my home.
Half of it is has been blown up.
I hope I am just seeing a illusion.
"Maple we have to go." Harris says tugging my arm towards the woods.
I already see a group making it safe in to the woods.
"Let's go." I yell over my shoulder to the other boys.
We sprint across the felid dodging bullets.
Everything was going as plan, so I expected something was about to go wrong.
I feel a short burst of pain erupt in my calf.
I fall to the ground moaning in pain.
"Maple!"
Harris drops to my side.
The pain is so great right now black spots blur my vision.
I glance down and see blood seeping through my pants.
I was shot.
"Its ok. Keep moving."
I say to the boys.
Of course none of them listen.
Harris scoops me up and starts to run again.
If someone were to look, we would look very suspicious.
Finally we made it to the woods.
Harris sets me down.
"Dose any of you know how to remove a bullet?"
Once a group of boys raised their hands then went off into the woods to search for sticks that would make good medical tools.
I prop myself against a tree.
I search the crowd of boys for Grant or Trey, and find Trey.
But not Grant.
"Were is Grant?" I say to no one, but everyone looks at me.
Trey lowers his head.
"He got shot so we left him."
Harris runs up to my side.
"I see him out there. He's close and is trying to walk over. I'll go get him."
Before I can argue with him Harris kisses me on the top of my head and runs off back into battle.
A crowd of royal guards run into the rebels territory right near the woods boards blocking my view of Harris and Grant.
When they are gone Grant is standing there.
But not Harris.
"Harris. Where's Harris?" Tears stream down my face.
"He's not dead is he? Because if he got shot and you left him-"
"His brother kidnapped him."
Grant says interrupting me.
"What?"
Just at that moment the medic boys come back.
Never in my life have I felt more lonely.
I need Harris.
"Forget my leg. We are going back for Harris. And I have a plan."

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