The children returned, tired and happy from their day of playing. Little Blake was asleep on Adam's back. As they crested the hill, their smiles turned into looks of shock and dismay. The thatched roofs on many of the homes were torn and scattered. Shattered pottery, smashed fruit, and fallen lines of laundry scattered the ground. Children wailed as adults wearily picked up their broken belongings.
"What happened?!" Adam cried. No one paid him any head. The eyes of the villagers kept to the ground, their shoulders slumped in defeat. Seeing the children, the old florist hobbled over.
"I am sorry you young ones have to see this." He said sadly."It was a raid. The humans, they came and destroyed the village."
"Those filthy humans. They ruin everything!" Hunter cried. The other boys nodded in agreement
The old man sighed, reaching over to take the sleeping Blake. "At least no-one was killed or taken this time." He muttered. "You boys go back to your families, they'll need help with the repairs."
"Those monsters. We wouldn't have to deal with this if the whole lot of them ceased to exist."said Adam
The old man grabbed the boy's shoulder and stared at him sternly. "Look at me son. I know you are angry but you cannot blame an entire race on the actions of the few. Remember that. No one deserves to die before their time. Even these scoundrels. Its not their fault they were raised up with hatred instead of compassion. Keep thinking like the way you are now and you'll become a monster just like them."
"I'll never be like a human!" Adam spat. "Those disgusting, hateful monsters took my mam and my baby sister away and they deserve to die!" He shoved past the old man and stalked off to his hut.
The old man watched the boy leave. Suddenly, the girl in his arms stirred. Yawning, little Blake opened her eyes, blinking away sleepiness.
"Grampa?" she asked groggily. "Where's Adam, he promised me he would teach me cards."
"Not today sweetpea." he said, smiling at his young granddaughter. "It's time to go go home and rest.
Fire. Fire engulfed my sight for miles around. his heightened senses only made the situation worse. I could see, with more clarity than an ordinary person, the massacre of my home, my family, my neighbors, my entire town. Cries of terror, anguish, and utter excruciating pain ripped through the air. And all I could do was watch with numb helplessness. Screaming, I tried to run back, tried to help, but she kept me back. She held me, with tears of pain and cries of agony, she held me. But she was too small and her little arms could not hold off my strength. I broke free. But, before I could escape, a sharp pain registered at the back of my head, and the world turned black.
Adam awoke, sweating and screaming. His father and older sister rushed in, alerted to Adam's distress.
"Are you alright?" His older sister asked, her red/brown hair draped over her shoulder with big gray eyes deep with concern. After being reassured that his family was safe, he slipped into a fitful sleep, dreaming of a girl in a red cloak. He smiled in his sleep, dreaming of seeing his baby sister once again.
So what did you think? Sorry for the sudden shift in POV. I wrote the fire scene first before anything and switching it to third person made it sound awkward and clunky. Sorry for the short chapter. I will update soon! (P.S. the more reviews I get, the faster I will update)