Ch. 11
The Raging War
A/n: This has literally been the 1st chance ihave gotten to update. I am srry for the really LONG delay!
3 months since last part
~Isabel POV~
Will this war ever end? Will the end of it be the death of all of us? This is how it seems. Fighting constantly day in and day out. The constant battle... If I am not fighting the battle on the field then I am wagging the war that is inside my head. The war that has been the what if's. The war of seeing the soldiers who are under me die. We have some humans on are side, but the government and army is on the other. Why can't they see that they chose the wrong side to fight on? Yet through all of this death, murder, fighting I have lost all sense of feeling. I am numb to the outside, the only feeling I feel is the darkness. I do not know homw much longer we can hold up. All of us are ragged. None of us has had a full nights sleep in 3 months time. And our tiredness is making us weak, we are slowly falling.
"Your Highness, we have news from the battle front?"- Says one of the messengers we have
"Please call me Isabel, like everyone else... and what is the news?"- I hate being labled with a monarch ranking, I feel like here we are all equals. We are all losing fighting for the same cause, and I am dreading the news.
"Michael troops are retreating, King Max, is calling a meeting for all commander to restratigize. Be at the base in one hour."- He says this very formally, with out emotions. I must give him credit for that.
"Ok"- was all I could say
What else is there to do?
~Maria POV~
Damn this war! Why did it come upon us? Here we are...fighting and dying. For what? Just so tomorrow we can get up and do this all over again. I have lost hope in our cause, I have lost hope in any cause. Since my mom was killed, I have learned that no cause is worth the death of your mother. But I am not the only one who has lost a parent for the cause, yet I feel like I am the only one seeing the truth in this situation. This situation is hopless, and I am tired of holding my tounge back. When we go this meeting with Max, he'll know exactly how I feel. Must we keep leading our troops into hopless situations, the enemy out numbers us. There is a knock at the door to my room. Who is it?? another messanger?
"Come in"- I yell to the person behind the door
"Hey"- I look and see Liz there, tears in her eyes. She has bad news I can see it.
"What's wrong?"- I say much more gently then my yelling at the door.
She looks at me, trying to find a way to tell me something, I can see her debating in her eyes.
"Just tell me, I am not some child that you have to tell bad news in a gentle way."
"Oh maria... Michael he's...." She trails for a second. O dear god please don't say dead. Please don't.... I am about ready to choke on my own thoughts
"He's seriously injuryed Maria.... and they took him." She says the last part so fast I think I mis heard her.
"What?"
"They took him Maria, Thats what the meeting is for."- She is looking down at her shoes and I take this moment where my heart is breaking and my will is gone to look over at my best friend.
She is no longer just some small town girl, who is very smart. She no longer just a girl who married her husband right after college or a girl who had been on the road running for 3 years. She looks like a stranger to me. Most of the time Liz shows no emotions, just does what she has to. She drills her troops in all her spare time, she no longer looks in Max's eyes, her eye linger there no more. Why? I don't know. It is just another question in which I have no answers for.
After a long pause, I see Liz still standing there staring at her shoes, waiting for me to react, to scream or yell.
"What do you think will happen Liz?"
"I dunno"- She whispers
"I guess we have better get to the meeting then..." I say... We have to save Michael. He is all I have left, he is the one left in this group that I understand. The one person left in the group that I can honestly say I still know. Our family of six is ever so slowly dissapearing.
~Michael POV~
As I open my eyes I realize that my whole body hurts.... I must have passed out. I look around at my surroundings thinking I am still on the battle field. But I recognize nothing.
"Where am I?"- I mumble outloud
"Good your awake"- I recognize that voice... its Nicolas
Then it hits me, through all this pain I feel.... I am now on enemy territory as a Prisoner.
The Raging War
A/n: This has literally been the 1st chance ihave gotten to update. I am srry for the really LONG delay!
3 months since last part
~Isabel POV~
Will this war ever end? Will the end of it be the death of all of us? This is how it seems. Fighting constantly day in and day out. The constant battle... If I am not fighting the battle on the field then I am wagging the war that is inside my head. The war that has been the what if's. The war of seeing the soldiers who are under me die. We have some humans on are side, but the government and army is on the other. Why can't they see that they chose the wrong side to fight on? Yet through all of this death, murder, fighting I have lost all sense of feeling. I am numb to the outside, the only feeling I feel is the darkness. I do not know homw much longer we can hold up. All of us are ragged. None of us has had a full nights sleep in 3 months time. And our tiredness is making us weak, we are slowly falling.
"Your Highness, we have news from the battle front?"- Says one of the messengers we have
"Please call me Isabel, like everyone else... and what is the news?"- I hate being labled with a monarch ranking, I feel like here we are all equals. We are all losing fighting for the same cause, and I am dreading the news.
"Michael troops are retreating, King Max, is calling a meeting for all commander to restratigize. Be at the base in one hour."- He says this very formally, with out emotions. I must give him credit for that.
"Ok"- was all I could say
What else is there to do?
~Maria POV~
Damn this war! Why did it come upon us? Here we are...fighting and dying. For what? Just so tomorrow we can get up and do this all over again. I have lost hope in our cause, I have lost hope in any cause. Since my mom was killed, I have learned that no cause is worth the death of your mother. But I am not the only one who has lost a parent for the cause, yet I feel like I am the only one seeing the truth in this situation. This situation is hopless, and I am tired of holding my tounge back. When we go this meeting with Max, he'll know exactly how I feel. Must we keep leading our troops into hopless situations, the enemy out numbers us. There is a knock at the door to my room. Who is it?? another messanger?
"Come in"- I yell to the person behind the door
"Hey"- I look and see Liz there, tears in her eyes. She has bad news I can see it.
"What's wrong?"- I say much more gently then my yelling at the door.
She looks at me, trying to find a way to tell me something, I can see her debating in her eyes.
"Just tell me, I am not some child that you have to tell bad news in a gentle way."
"Oh maria... Michael he's...." She trails for a second. O dear god please don't say dead. Please don't.... I am about ready to choke on my own thoughts
"He's seriously injuryed Maria.... and they took him." She says the last part so fast I think I mis heard her.
"What?"
"They took him Maria, Thats what the meeting is for."- She is looking down at her shoes and I take this moment where my heart is breaking and my will is gone to look over at my best friend.
She is no longer just some small town girl, who is very smart. She no longer just a girl who married her husband right after college or a girl who had been on the road running for 3 years. She looks like a stranger to me. Most of the time Liz shows no emotions, just does what she has to. She drills her troops in all her spare time, she no longer looks in Max's eyes, her eye linger there no more. Why? I don't know. It is just another question in which I have no answers for.
After a long pause, I see Liz still standing there staring at her shoes, waiting for me to react, to scream or yell.
"What do you think will happen Liz?"
"I dunno"- She whispers
"I guess we have better get to the meeting then..." I say... We have to save Michael. He is all I have left, he is the one left in this group that I understand. The one person left in the group that I can honestly say I still know. Our family of six is ever so slowly dissapearing.
~Michael POV~
As I open my eyes I realize that my whole body hurts.... I must have passed out. I look around at my surroundings thinking I am still on the battle field. But I recognize nothing.
"Where am I?"- I mumble outloud
"Good your awake"- I recognize that voice... its Nicolas
Then it hits me, through all this pain I feel.... I am now on enemy territory as a Prisoner.