"Why is it that it is always raining when something bad happens?" thought the red-haired teenager who was now dressed in a long ceremonial black tunic that left her injured and bandaged arms bare and that had seemingly forgotten to do something to her wavy hair, but the truth is that she did not care in the slightest of her appearance at the moment.
Although the tunic was long enough to normally feel bothersome to walk, Kiara could not think of anything else than the boats in front of her where wrapped with clothes that had different familial crests, stood 3 of her late team members' corpses.
The mission had gone terrible by them having been caught by Abaddon's elite team at the time. The ones that would often be called The Alpha's Nemesis, the Reik team.
It was a 4 man team, now reduced to a last man standing that Kiara purposely left alive as to communicate his team's failure to comply with orders and their failure to successfully accomplish their mission to his commanders, knowing well that her outraged father, who just so happened to be one of the commanders of the enemy side, would deal with him personally.
To her right, also dressed in tunics and full black attire was the fiancé of a woman she had come to love as a sister, looking lost and destroyed as if his heart had been torn apart from his chest.
Besides him was a woman, crying on her knees hugging a portrait of her late team member. The once loving and hopeful woman, had now turned into a crying mess, dreading the guy that took her son away.
Finally, to her left, was the sister of the man she used to consider a father. Reyla, who was once a walking sunshine (nickname that fitted perfectly with her blonde locks and olive-green eyes), was now a being who had seemingly lost any emotions. She, who should have been crying the most since she lost her last family member. She, who should have been angry with the man who killed him and with her, the girl who failed to protect her captain, only stood there watching the boat where her late brother was.
As Reyla turned to watch Kiara, the late noticed straight away that there were no traces of tears but she also noticed that Reyla looked as if she had not eaten for what seemed like weeks. She looked noticeably thinner and paler, so much so as to scare her for a second.
But as she was about to let her concern out from her cold expression, a hand patting her shoulder made her jerk her head to the other side. Now noticing, to her dismay that everyone was staring at her waiting for something that she did not know of.
-The ovation. -murmured her remaining teammate, Liam.-
That is when it hit her. She was supposed to be the one who said the ovation to their fallen before they set the ships away to what they had called the land of eternal peace.
Minutes passed and she could not move, as she knew that every attempt at sending their fallen away, would simply break her in front of everyone in the realm of Khaeron. Just the thought of her losing them when she had a chance to help them was enough to kill her slowly from the inside.
She was there and she could have saved them if only she had been fast enough, but she did not so in her mind, she failed.
Compensating for her lack of movement, her uncle, Nova Prime's Commander, decided to speak.
-It is with great sorrow that we are here today. - Damian started.-
"A week ago our strongest team stood strong and happy, but today only two remain.
I know that it must be hard to see how we delve into a war that we thought was over, but today instead of thinking about the hardships we have all gone through, let us appreciate the happy memories that we have with these incredible hardworking individuals that no longer stand with us today.
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Legacy: The Unravelling
FantasíaFrom marvellous landscapes to charismatic and cheerful inhabitants, the continent of Varlem has all the components for it to be a major force, - or that is how it should be is according to Kiara Alburg's deceased grandmother that she never knew. In...