TF Chapter 20 Life's End
I could see the strain that holding back two people was doing to Bora. Her face was in a perpetual grimace, with her lips thinned into a line. The expression alone caused me to lament the fact that I had nonexistent combat experience. If I had, maybe I could have taken on one of them. And I couldn't hurl the stone towards their battlefied, due to the speed at which they were moving because there was a chance that I could hit Bora instead, how frustrating!
As her moves continuously faltered, a chance appeared, causing the man to finally have his moment, slipping past Bora to appear just a meter away from me. She tried to turn back and pursue, but the woman's attacks became even more aggressive.
My heart pounded within my chest with such force that it was the only thing I could hear. The moment that happened, I knew that I was about to have a panic attack and tried to focus on the man's features.
These people hadn't used their nano suits to camouflage their facial features, which meant that they also had plans of getting off this continent after murdering me.
He had a squarish face with well defined cheeks. His green eyes and skin tone suggested his origin to be from the state of america just like the others. Everett had chosen wisely. Whether it was to silence or reward them, it would be easier if they had the same origin as him.
Currently, his face spotted the expression of a winner...an expression I was sure wasn't entirely directed towards me.
He didn't speak, simply stood there for like 3 seconds, staring at me and revelling in his victory. It looked like he had plenty of faith that the woman could hold Bora back enough for him to get the job done.
While he revelled, I calmed down and hurled the stone in my hand directly towards his face.
With the swipe of a palm, he batted it away as if it was mere fly, causing me to press my back towards the stone wall, hoping that it would swallow me.
"The last struggles of prey I presume...throw the other one too." He taunted with a faint grin playing on his lips. His light green pupils moving towards my left palm.
So, this was how it felt like when you were about to reach your end. My mind calmed even further, entering a state so tranquil such that all the signs of panic that had been plaguing my body vanished.
I let go of the coldness in my left palm, causing a clatter unheard by anyone, because of the intense sounds causing by the fighting.
"You can kill me." I spoke, my thoughts wandering to how my cousin will take the news that I had been murdered. Would she become listless, or would she gain strength from her family? Or could she vow to take revenge? I really hoped she would stay with her family without stepping into this troubled world.
With a sigh, the green eyed man closed the distance, his hand moving such that I felt a pressure on my neck, with my body being lifted up as his fingers pressed against skin. My nano suit did the task it had been assigned, blocking off the pressure until it got too much such that it gave off red warning signs within my vision. This was the fate of an older generation facing off a newer stronger version of itself. The fate of the weak against the strong.
As my vision blurred and I struggled to take in air, my body's survival instincts kicked in, causing a last struggle as my arms moved to grip that of the man, trying to pry it away from myself.
Even when you truly resign yourself to death, there is no way you would truly want such a thing for yourself.
As I was in the throws of struggle, I felt a familiar tug on my spirit, causing a small shock to ripple within my body.
Since I was dying, I felt relieved that maybe it would be less painful if I didn't feel anything of the endeavor, so, I accepted the beckoning, finding myself within the cold stone room once again, this time with not a soul in sight.
I simply sat down in place, this time refusing to take a step outside. I lamented how my life was going to end so easily. I had just started the journey along my dream, yet someone had just decided to crush that into smithereens. How I wish I had been more powerful!
I had never craved for strength like today. I regretted not having participated in sports during my teenage years. Regretted not having paid for a gym membership because I had thought it would be a hassle. How I wish I could go back and redo it again. I would choose differently.
I hugged my knees close to my body, waiting for the inevitable. After a minute or even less, my life was going to come to an end.
Will Bora and Danny morn me? I asked myself such a question. Or will they ultimately move on since I had just been an acquaintance? I had never had any real friends, yet every time I thought about how they had decided to stay and protect me, a warmth bloomed in my chest. They truly had been genuine friends!
My eyes blurred as tears started to pool within them. I was going to miss those two dearly if there was some place where conscioness went after a person's death. If I could survive this, I would make strides to deepen our friendship. Too bad, luck hadn't been on my side.
Wait a minute? Shouldn't I be dead right now? A question popped up within my mind after a few seconds. A minute hadn't elapsed yet, but with that green eyed guy's application of his grip strength, my consciousness should have dissipated by now. What was happening?
I stood up, a faint hope budding within me that Bora or Danny had saved me. That would be great!
TF Chapter 20 Life's End
I could see the strain that holding back two people was doing to Bora. Her face was in a perpetual grimace, with her lips thinned into a line. The expression alone caused me to lament the fact that I had nonexistent combat experience. If I had, maybe I could have taken on one of them. And I couldn't hurl the stone towards their battlefied, due to the speed at which they were moving because there was a chance that I could hit Bora instead, how frustrating!
As her moves continuously faltered, a chance appeared, causing the man to finally have his moment, slipping past Bora to appear just a meter away from me. She tried to turn back and pursue, but the woman's attacks became even more aggressive.
My heart pounded within my chest with such force that it was the only thing I could hear. The moment that happened, I knew that I was about to have a panic attack and tried to focus on the man's features.
These people hadn't used their nano suits to camouflage their facial features, which meant that they also had plans of getting off this continent after murdering me.
He had a squarish face with well defined cheeks. His green eyes and skin tone suggested his origin to be from the state of america just like the others. Everett had chosen wisely. Whether it was to silence or reward them, it would be easier if they had the same origin as him.
Currently, his face spotted the expression of a winner...an expression I was sure wasn't entirely directed towards me.
He didn't speak, simply stood there for like 3 seconds, staring at me and revelling in his victory. It looked like he had plenty of faith that the woman could hold Bora back enough for him to get the job done.
While he revelled, I calmed down and hurled the stone in my hand directly towards his face.
With the swipe of a palm, he batted it away as if it was mere fly, causing me to press my back towards the stone wall, hoping that it would swallow me.
"The last struggles of prey I presume...throw the other one too." He taunted with a faint grin playing on his lips. His light green pupils moving towards my left palm.
So, this was how it felt like when you were about to reach your end. My mind calmed even further, entering a state so tranquil such that all the signs of panic that had been plaguing my body vanished.
I let go of the coldness in my left palm, causing a clatter unheard by anyone, because of the intense sounds causing by the fighting.
"You can kill me." I spoke, my thoughts wandering to how my cousin will take the news that I had been murdered. Would she become listless, or would she gain strength from her family? Or could she vow to take revenge? I really hoped she would stay with her family without stepping into this troubled world.
With a sigh, the green eyed man closed the distance, his hand moving such that I felt a pressure on my neck, with my body being lifted up as his fingers pressed against skin. My nano suit did the task it had been assigned, blocking off the pressure until it got too much such that it gave off red warning signs within my vision. This was the fate of an older generation facing off a newer stronger version of itself. The fate of the weak against the strong.
As my vision blurred and I struggled to take in air, my body's survival instincts kicked in, causing a last struggle as my arms moved to grip that of the man, trying to pry it away from myself.
Even when you truly resign yourself to death, there is no way you would truly want such a thing for yourself.
As I was in the throws of struggle, I felt a familiar tug on my spirit, causing a small shock to ripple within my body.
Since I was dying, I felt relieved that maybe it would be less painful if I didn't feel anything of the endeavor, so, I accepted the beckoning, finding myself within the cold stone room once again, this time with not a soul in sight.
I simply sat down in place, this time refusing to take a step outside. I lamented how my life was going to end so easily. I had just started the journey along my dream, yet someone had just decided to crush that into smithereens. How I wish I had been more powerful!
I had never craved for strength like today. I regretted not having participated in sports during my teenage years. Regretted not having paid for a gym membership because I had thought it would be a hassle. How I wish I could go back and redo it again. I would choose differently.
I hugged my knees close to my body, waiting for the inevitable. After a minute or even less, my life was going to come to an end.
Will Bora and Danny morn me? I asked myself such a question. Or will they ultimately move on since I had just been an acquaintance? I had never had any real friends, yet every time I thought about how they had decided to stay and protect me, a warmth bloomed in my chest. They truly had been genuine friends!
My eyes blurred as tears started to pool within them. I was going to miss those two dearly if there was some place where conscioness went after a person's death. If I could survive this, I would make strides to deepen our friendship. Too bad, luck hadn't been on my side.
Wait a minute? Shouldn't I be dead right now? A question popped up within my mind after a few seconds. A minute hadn't elapsed yet, but with that green eyed guy's application of his grip strength, my consciousness should have dissipated by now. What was happening?
I stood up, a faint hope budding within me that Bora or Danny had saved me. That would be great!
