(A/N: It will be sad.)
After Bloody SundayChapter 1: After the BloodshedBeep … Beep … BeepNorthern Ireland slowly opened his eyes. He looked around and noticed he was lying in a hospital. He moaned, everything hurt.
"Rory?" Ireland asked in a whisper. "Rory are ye okay? C … can ye hear me? Rory?"
Northern Ireland let out another small moan as he turned to look at his brother.
"Wh … what happened?" Northern Ireland asked.
Ireland couldn't respond, he didn't want his brother to know what happened.
"Cillian?" Northern Ireland asked in a dry voice. "I remember soldiers and gunshots and all I could see and smell was blood. It was everywhere. Oh God, it was everywhere. Bodies lay in it, motionless. Why, what caused this to happen? How did it come to this?"
The date was January 30th 1972, a day that would forever be known as Bloody Sunday. It would be a day that would forever change Northern Ireland.
(A/N: Yeah, I'm going to be writing about Northern Ireland after Bloody Sunday.
(For those of you who don't know what it was here's a summary (which is from, this-day-in-history/bloody-sunday-in-northern-ireland) In Londonderry, Northern Ireland, 13 unarmed civil rights demonstrators are shot dead by British Army paratroopers in an event that becomes known as "Bloody Sunday." The protesters, all Northern Catholics, were marching in protest of the British policy of internment of suspected Irish nationalists. British authorities had ordered the march banned, and sent troops to confront the demonstrators when it went ahead. The soldiers fired indiscriminately into the crowd of protesters, killing 13 and wounding 17.)
Anyway I know this chapter was short but please leave a review and I'll get to chapter two soon. And please take the poll on my profile page. Thanks)
