AN: This is something I wanted to write since the first time that I saw the Evil ending of Infamous.
So here you go
Dust.
Smoke
Ash...
Everything is burning.
He looks at his hands and breathes.
The smoke doesn't bother him. But the heat is getting uncomfortable.
He knows he should go. Someone must have noticed the explosion. But he just can't stop looking.
Can't stop thinking about everything that happened and everything that he could have done different.
It's too late now
Too late to change anything.
He hears sirens in the distance and turns his back to the smoldering fire that was once his home...
his tribe,his family.
He turns and disappears into the forest.
There's still much to do.
He and his companions still have too break down the walls of a certain prison.
AN: Well, that was my first fic. I hope you liked it.
I am sorry for every mistake English is not my native language.
