AND: Here's the next chapter. Hope you like it. This has to be the most difficult thing for me to write. I'm normally not a really angsty person, but recent events in and near my hometown have me thinking differently.
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Fealty
The battle had turned. The Elon were fighting beside the Earth soldiers. The Crgo were being pushed back. That's when they came. Naurasians and Elysian soldiers filled the skies next to the Crog ships. The earth began to rumble and explode beneath soldiers' feet. Eva winced within the safe room. She hoped that there weren't too many casualties.
Outside on the battlefield, Cylan moved quickly. Silently moving in the shadows, she was thankful for her people's naturally shadow-like skin. Her body moved amongst the fallen, both Elon and Earther.
She didn't take time to notice them.
"General Spring," Cylan said as she came into contact with the Elysian woman. Spring smiled at her and led her toward her own people. Cylan was free. She was with her people once more.
"Eva, the life. Spera, the hope. Silver Wing, the guardian, may the mother protect you…from yourself," Cylan whispered as she looked over her shoulder at the Alliance building. She could feel the tears forming in her eyes.
Eva was curled up in the corner of the safe room. Her father was talking with various diplomats. He was trying to find out more information about the attack. Amazingly, he was getting it.
"Mouse?" Rick whispered from near her. Eva looked up at him and gave him a weary grin. "You look like you need sleep."
"We all need some sleep," Jordan said from beside her. She looked down at the ground and lay back so she was staring at the ceiling. Her hands were place beside her, palms down. Closing her eyes, she seemed to drift into sleep. In truth, the young queen was in a meditative position, connecting herself to the ground through the cement of the safe room floor.
Soon she would be helping those outside destroy the Elon.
"Hurry!" Aikka shouted from the back of his mount. Naurasian cavalry rushed the battle. Ahn looked up from her position among the healers and began a prayer she hoped some deity would hear.
Blood stained the ground crimson and the unique silvery-red color of Crog blood. Clouds that had once covered the sky began to shift in the wind. High in the sky no longer stood the sun.
The moon showed her full face to the battlefield.
AND: My apologies fort he shortness. Next chapter should be up Monday evening, possibly before the new Oban episode. Hope you guys liked this chapter. Please REVIEW!