Alone. That's what I was now. So very alone.
I watched the enormous spaceship cloak and take off, returning to wherever they - these creatures, these warriors - had come from. Wherever my saviour had came from, where his broken body would be returned. The icy wind scraped against my skin but I didn't care. My eyes were locked on the night sky, not quite sure what I was hoping to see. For there wasn't any more to see. I was alone. My team was gone. Dead. Sweet Sebastian. Dead. Even the hunters. Dead. A bitter and painful truth.
Scar. Yes, I had taken the time to name him. Crazy? Not really. He was worth it. There had been something about him that made him stand out. I felt he was different. Sebastian's words rang true. He had killed members of my team, I couldn't deny that, but he also saved my life. The enemy of my enemy is my friend.. Without him I highly doubt I would've survived in that hellhole. How could one forget that? I definitely couldn't and wouldn't. I also had a few reminders. The cold steel I was holding onto, yet it felt warm at the thought of him and the scar when he marked me. Closing my eyes I let my fingers slide over my cheek. A small smile tugged at the corners of my mouth. It was his gift to me. A sign of his respect, his appreciation, his acceptance.. and because I was a warrior. Believe me it had hurt, but compared to the hurt I now felt at the loss of him it meant nothing. At the hurt of seeing him die and not be able to do anything. Not be able to save him like he had saved me only minutes before. Like I couldn't save Sebastian but at least I had ended his suffering. For him I had done something. For Scar.. nothing.
I let a single tear escape my eye as I tried to stop the pain, the guilt from building up inside of me. Guilt for feeling the way I did. I just couldn't help it. We fought along side. We killed aliens. We slayed the great Queen. He helped me survive with weapons he so skillfully crafted to use against those demons. And when he lay dying.. I held his hand. We were a team after all. Now and forever. I would never, never forget him. You could say that in some ways he was my hero. I shook my head and chuckled softly. No Spiderman or Superman for me. I had Scar, the intergalactic hunter. Today I must have lost my sanity.
But it was exactly how I would remember him. And I would always remember this day. A day of great loss, of great suffering but also a day of great victory. Because we won Scar. We triumphted. It hadn't been glorious, but brutal and horrifying. I lived, you died, but you did so for the team because I was one of them. You fought with courage and honour as it should be. A warriors death. In the end victory was ours.
"We won Scar." It was all that mattered.
I breathed in deeply, hugging my jacket more tightly. For some reason the sky seemed more beautiful and serene than before. A memorable day indeed.
Now it was time for me to move on. It was time to go home and to try and pick up the pieces of a broken life. And I would do just that.
Goodbye Scar.