"We have to go. NOW!" Wrenching him from the corpse we burst through the doors.
Enemy soldiers lined the streets; Like children at a school assembly. All guns pointed at us.
No options.
No back up plans.
No escape.
The thumping of boots echoed in the silence. A heavy figure strode up behind us. Cool metal brushed against my head.
"BANG"
Max plunged to the ground. The same blood halo framing his features as Amelia.
A black coat over a broad frame, a silver mask hiding his face from view.
My mind shattered further. I sank to my heels staring unblinkingly ahead.
This man does not get to see me cry.
He does not deserve to see me cry.
YOU ARE READING
The Unexpected
ActionAlexa Morgan and her team fight in a war she does not want to be or belong in. Her assignment takes a gruesome turn and calamity strikes. Short story originally written for my GCSE exam 5 years ago.
