An oasis. A paradise within the desert. It was supposed to be a haven, we were supposed to be happy.
Her blue eyes were the same. She was crying, but at the same time she was snarling. The lack of a voice made it worse as she snapped at me.
There was supposed to be no more death.
I laid a hand on her cheek, but she merely twisted in the ropes and bit me.
"Nova…"
She gave me a silent scream at my voice. She twisted in the ropes, trying to get to me.
The others had offered to do it for me, but i had refused. She was mine; my responsibility, my purpose… my child.
"Goodbye...Nova."
She snarled and screamed silently at me.
And then I pulled the trigger. I whimpered at her lifeless body. We had all lost people during the war and at the hand of Koba, but I weeped at the sight of what I'd done.
One more bullet...