Prologue
Three months.
Three months since the end of Kor. Three months since Adriel and I separated. Three months since Haven City was set free from Baron Praxis' clutches and three months since the Metalhead armies fell.
It only took three months for everything to start to fall apart…
Reports came in that the city had been divided and Krimzon Deathbots were holding the vital section of the industrial area. The KG had a new leader and everyone was desperately trying to find out who it was.
It was all bad. But it only got worse.
A large group of surviving Metalheads concentrated in another section of the city. We thought we had destroyed Kor, but it seemed the strongest of the Metalheads had survived. The battle for the city had only just begun.
The people of the city blamed us. Jak tried to keep me out of it. He went to the extent to using his name for everything. The battle with Kor. The death of Baron Praxis. Everything he said he did by himself. And when that didn't work, Adriel and Jak both took on the blame and I was isolated in safety with the others.
It didn't stay that way for long. The city council found out who I was, adding it up to the fact that Adriel and I were a dangerous existence being the remaining two with the same energy source as the Twin Suns. It didn't help any that the connections we had with Jak made it seem as if his Dark Eco powers were just making it even more dangerous. Luckily..I was able to get Adriel's name out of it and he ended up to be nothing more than my partner in the eyes of the city, bringing the main attention to Jak and I once more.
Everything that began happening was always brought back to us, making it seem like it was our fault.
Soon…the city became a battlefield, being overrun by KG Deathbots and Metalheads. The Deathbots took over the entire industrial section and the surviving Metalheads expanded their hold on the entire Westside of the city. We were losing ground on all fronts.
Ashelin informed me that the council was meeting for an emergency session. The talk was about Jak and I..and it didn't look good. They thought our "friendship" with Krew helped the Metalheads get into the city. And while my red headed bestfriend didn't believe that, as the governor, she couldn't do much against the council.
No one could.
The Metalheads attacked the palace in search for something and inevitably brought it down. Its fall revealed that there really was something under it. Something big and something valuable.
When the palace fell…when the city became a warzone…It brought the biggest feeling of hopelessness I had ever come across.
Soon after the palace fell I as thrown out of the city. Banished to the Wastelands. I was shocked by the sentence to say the least. But I was the only one that the order was put against.
Ashelin and the others were outraged. Adriel threatened to trade sides if the sentence went through and Sig absolutely flipped with Jak…but I stopped it. It wasn't worth the time. The fighting it would bring. We didn't have time for that. We didn't have the energy. The city was more important, even if they were the ones throwing me out.
That's what I thought at the time…
Ashelin gave me a golden bracelet and made me swear to her I would stay alive. I promised, but I didn't know if it really would be the best thing to promise. I didn't exactly know what I was up against.
Eventually I walked on until I couldn't walk anymore and it brought me here to the present.
My hands were still bound in front of me and I let my glazed green eyes stayed lidded. My caramel skin seemed gold against the sand and my long shaggy black hair was spread around me against the ground as I laid on my side.
I was tired and weak as well as dehydrated. I didn't know how long I was out here but it had to have been more than twenty four hours. I was thrown out here in the morning and it was nearly sunset to the next day now.
I couldn't connect to Adriel way out here. He was too far out of my range. The second green star actually sparked out we were so far apart leaving only the single bright green one. My mind continued to replay the events that happened in the city, the only thing my subconscious could do was worry about all of my friends…
I breathed out as more sand washed over me and I came back to reality but my mind was fogged, the sun rays messing with my head. All sorts of colors swirled and I didn't even make an attempt to move my sore muscles.
'If this is how I'm going to die…I'd rather be asleep,' I thought shutting my green eyes slowly.
All I could do was replay what happened over and over again, not focusing on anything. I was alone now, which was my main problem. Dying alone was not what I hoped for.