"Do one thing every day that scares you"

-Eleanor Roosevelt

A/N: Yeah, I know; I know. It's been a lot of time since last update. But, what can I say. I have been a little busy lately. Plus, I haven't got any inspiration with this klunk. It's so bloody annoying not to have a clue of what to do!

I was screaming. Until, someone knock me to reality, which was worse. "Thomas!Thomas!"

Minho was pale and covered in sweat and the horrific sound of people shouting and Bergs flying surround the atmosphere. I jumped to my feet feeling terrible. "What in the world, is happening.."

"Later, we need to go NOW!"

Minho pushed me to run. Heading to knows where, everything and everyone around us was in chaos. They were running to the opposite side of us. As if running from something. Minho nearly tackling me to the right side. "There!" says.

It was the warehouse, were resources we collect are stored. He went for a door in the very end of the cabin, then kneeling. Out of nowhere, he brought knives and two guns.

"Where do you?"

"Remember the fight? Well, some guys had this, and they didn't refuse to give them to us. When you're dead ya don't need weapons"

He handed me a knife and a gun. I was already attach to both but "Who is the enemy?"

"The World"

People in masks where shooting gun-fire to every being around, the guns where different instead of shooting bullets it shoot lasers that once touch the victim it dissipates to ash. Gone nothing felt.

Their masks were black and the side of the eye was protected with a glass, it was like polarized nearly pure black. And the mouth got tubes that connect to an oxygen tank.

Fifteen people rested of our little army (to which I only knew five) against 40 and increasing, as people jumped to the ground from the three bergs. How they could do that without dying?

I looked from the corner of my eye a suited man running straight towards me, no weapon at his hand. He was screamed at the top of his lungs, something I didn't understand. The scream was so loud I thought no human could do it even a creature. Then, suddenly someone shoot him right in the chest.

The guy disintegrated in front of me.

Well that was WAY too short and bad. But well, here it is (though I hated it was hard to put things I imagine to words BUT next chapter will be better, I promise on the Styx)

Something I wanted you to do before but I couldn't was know you guys. Currently this fic it's been read by 289 people.

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