"FOREVER!" I heard a voice yell, turning and sprinting towards whoever yelled my name. I rounded the corner, almost tripping over the terrified child that sat against the wall. Dropping down on  my knees, the child stumbled over to me. "Oh Animosity, what's wrong?" I whispered,careful not to wake the others, though I'm sure plenty were already awake from Animosity's screaming. "They got me, Forever. I was running but they got me," She said, her voice cracking. Ever since Animostiy got here, she would have terrible nightmares, though she never explained why. Wrapping the child in my arms, I told her, "They'll never get us. No matter what, I'll never let them get you."

     After Animosity went back to sleep, Maxim told me it was my turn to guard the hideout. Thanking him, I grabbed my jacket, gun, and flashlingt, pushing the door open and carfully shutting it behind me. I always enjoyed being on watch, just because it gives me some time to be by muself and be able to think without worrying about the rest of the group.

     Staring out into the darkness, I thought I saw something move. Flicking on the flashlight, I shone the beam over where I saw the movement, but wasn't suprised when I didn't see anything there. Flicking the flashlight back off, I covered my mouth to stop myself from screeching as a body smashed into me, causing me to fall to the ground. Laying on top of me was a grinning Bullet. "Dammit Bullet, don't scare me like that," I huffed, pushing him off me. He flopped to the ground beside me, laughing, yelping as I hit his arm. "It was funny, though!" Bullet complained, pushing himself off the ground, holding out a hand to help me up. Out of all the rebels, I trusted Bullet the most. He was like a father to the whole group, but was also a ruthless fighter if he needed to be. We had run into each other after escaping the city, and since then he had been my right hand man, so to speak. I took his hand, heaving myself onto my feet.

     Bullet had gon back inside, and once again, I was left in silence. The sun was starting to rise, turning the sky a milkey grey. Getting up, I pushed open the door and went iside. "Up and at-em people!" I called, clapping my hands as the group slowly woke up. "C'mon, a dead sloth has more life than you!" I continued, helping one of the younger kids up onto their feet. Bullet walked up, one hand on his gun. "Forever Free," He started, lowering his voice. "Ramona said she spotted Them just inside our borders. What should we do?" He asked me, shifting nervously from one foot to the other. "Get a group out there to make sure they didn't stick around. Get Ramona to go with them and show them where she saw Them. Send some others to inform Dark Venom and the other groups," I instructed. Walking to the center of the room, I explained what had happened, looking at the terrified faces of the Rebels. "From now on, four people will be guarding the door each shift. No one goes out alone," My voice echoed off the walls, everyone looking around with wild eyes. I grabbed my gun and hunting knife from under my pillow, Bullet watching me. "Forever, I don't think this is a good idea," He told me, walking up next to me. I turned on my heels, s eeing that he had a nervous look on his face. "I mean, I don't want you to get hurt like last time," He continued, though I didn't really hear what he was saying, the memory flashing through my mind like it was yesterday.

     We were fighting against They're army, easily beating them, watching as their soldiers dropped like flies. I remember feeling a sharp pain in my back, something warm making my skin prickle. I must have blacked out, because when I woke, I was on my bed, tied down. "Help!" I shouted, struggling against the restraints. Despite my attempts to relax, my mind continued to race at a million miles a minute. Every movement caused another wave of agony to wash over me, causing me to cringe. Moments later, someone walked in, switching the lights on, which made my eyes burn. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," The voice said. I crained my neck to see who had spoken, but something held my head in place, making it impossible to move. "Who are you? Who did this to me?" I choked out, my throat feeling like sandpaper. The figure came closer, though I still couldn't see who it was.
"Forever, we won. We won the battle."