Hordes of people crammed against the cobblestone curb on the edge of the river, hoping to get a spot on the boat. The guards shouted at everyone that that boat was full and could hold no more people. Every man was pumping his fist in the air violently, hollering about unfairness, every woman was begging the guards to at least let her child(ren) on, and every child was weeping about their mother leaving them. But in all the chaos, Kadin was somehow still able to spot Anora and Alyx.
“Hey! Guys!” He yelled over the crowed. It was only then he realized their faces.
Their heads were bowed, but their eyes wide open. They walked in uneven steps with expressions almost painful to look at. Anora’s hair fell in her face, making it difficult to see her tears. Alyx . . . Alyx just didn’t look ok. It was hard to explain, but something about his best friend’s face made Kadin wonder greatly about what had happened. With pale skins and a faces that almost looked like scowls, Kadin thought it would be best if he didn’t talk to either of the siblings.
Kadin felt a strong hand yank his arm. His grandpa ushered him towards the entrance to the new boat that had just arrived. “Hurry up now, we want a spot.” He whispered in a hoarse voice.
“Yes sir.” He nodded.
I stepped onto the rocking boat. The first step was uneasy, but I soon became accustomed to it. Anora and I shoved our way to the center of the boat, where we sat down dejectedly. After a few minutes, the boat thrusted off onto the river. Everything was dead silent, only the sound of water splashing on the side of the boat remained.
The boat crept into mountain’s shadow, and the people let out a long sigh- they were out of the monsters view. The valley we entered was stained red from the sunset, and the people’s cloths were the same- but for a different reason. I had been in the mountain pass before, and I could tell you how stunning and colorful it was, with the green grass swaying in the breeze and the smooth boulders accenting the blue waters of the river, but now it seemed dreary and pale.
What do they want with us? The monsters had gone over a hundred years without devouring humans, so why now? And what was that big Monster, it was more than three times the size of the rest?!
Anora saw my face heading up with frustration, so she rested her hand on my shoulder. I looked into her fearful grey eyes with my watery ones.
I broke the silence on that boat and cried out, tears pouring down my face and ignoring the stares. A few joined me, sobbing into their hands. I wrapped my arms around Anora tightly. “Mom…” I whimpered into her shoulder. I can’t believe I fought with her before the attack, and I never apologized like I always did. But the monsters took her away from me.
I clenched my fists. A burning anger tightening my chest, overcoming the saddness of my loss. My eyes squeezed shut, trying to stop the flow of tears.
“I’ll kill them. Every last one,” I growled though my clasped jaw, “I’ll join the military and kill them all!”
Ever since the Monsters attacked, the third wall was no longer safe. Humanity lost about half of its land to the monsters, and more than 20% of its population. After the trio entered the second wall, they were put to work immediately. Since the second wall did not have extraordinary amounts spare food, every fugitive was forced to work on farms. However, three years after the first attack, the government gathered the eligible (over 16, under 70) and sent them to the third wall to kill the monsters inside and attempt to reclaim their land.
The mission failed, and all but 50 people -out of a few thousand- returned. Kadin’s grandfather was, unfortunately, lost in battle. The trio all promised each other that when they come of age, they will join the military together.
Until then, they slaved away under the heat of the sun.
Everything was tinted red and blurred to a point to where it looked too hazy to be real. “Alyx– hold still!” My father stood over me, holding my shoulder tightly. “This will save you one day, I promise!”
“Dad, no– let go!” He grabbed my arm and injected the strange syringe of clear, fizzling serum into it. I screamed at him to let go, but he didn’t oblige. Already I began feel the sizzling down my hand and up to my shoulder. It soon overtook me, through my back and down my legs. Everything slowly faded to black and I just barely felt my head hit the ground. My father’s shady figure was all that was left when I lost all consciousness.
(Just thought I’d add that last part in, just because :P)