4. Sunset
Smellerbee, The Duke, Longshot, Jet, and Pipsqueak sat in the trees. Smellerbee and Longshot and jet were squished into her hammock, while the duke laid on a branch somewhere over Pipsqueak's head.
"I'm gonna miss this." Smellerbee whispered, staring at the sky with it's ever changing colors. The oranges, the blues, greens, pinks… it was all gorgeous.
"We'll see it again. I'm sure of it." Pipsqueak told them all. The Duke looked down to see his eyes closed, the rays of the sun covering his face. A Slight smile crossed his face.
"Yeah. We'll always be Freedom Fighters." Jet said. "Freedom Fighters stick together, no matter What…" He trailed off, and everyone was left in silence.
Tomorrow, they would be leaving.
Author's note! This is the end of the .. The end of the fighters as we know them. But Jet's right. Freedom fighters stick together, and that's the gospel truth.
Man… now it's gonna be all depressing. Oh well. It fits in. I have to go back to school in a week and one day… ugh.
Enjoy. And please don't eat my face because I'm not updating as much… things are getting hectic.