A village

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Chapter: The Meteor

The red blaze grows, leaving nothing behind. The trees that once looked so massive had half been burned to a crisp, and some were barely standing. The home that people called Tresia is slowly dying. Panic was intensifying—people rushed toward higher ground. Some tried to climb down the trees but fell to their death. The cries of children echoed throughout the entire city.

Many houses had been burned and had collapsed, taking away the inhabitants within. While some died, others barely survived, buried under rubble, clinging to the last hope. They shouted with their entire body for anyone to help them. However, in this chaos, all people cared about was themselves.

A girl named Amie was enjoying dinner with her family just an hour ago. They were enjoying the amazing food her mother cooked, hearing stories of her father’s youth. A wholesome environment. However, Amie was now left with a broken house, buried in rubble, barely having room to breathe. She could no longer feel her lower body—it was crushed under the rubble just like her parents. No amount of screaming helped her.

Sunflower, aware of Tresia burning, wanted to fall back and help. However, Reality didn’t allow it. Any mistake could cost her her life. Sunflower, aware of the near demise of her city, the demise of her parents, the demise of her colleagues, looked ahead at the battle at hand.

Reality’s overwhelming smile faded upon seeing something in the sky.

It was as if she was shocked—her body started shaking.

Sunflower noticed the sudden change in expression and looked in the direction above the sky, above Tresia. Both ladies stood there in shock, as they stared into the sky.

Amie, lying in the rubble, having wasted her energy in pointless crying, started erupting in tears.

“WHY?!”

“What did I do?!”

“What did my parents do?!”

“Why must we suffer?!”

Through her watery eyes, she spotted something in the sky.

Chief Headquarters

A riot had started. People wanted answers. People wanted safety. People wanted shelter.

Due to the absence of Dawn, the current Chief, Henry, the vice-chief, had to step up to calm the population.

“Attention people of Tresia,” said Henry into the loud mic, hearable by everyone in the city.

“I know this looks like a dire situation, but rest assured, we have built another platform and we will immediately start evacuating the people. I want all the women and children to line up first!” Henry gave a confident statement, reassuring the people.

“Not only will I try to save as many of you as possible,” Henry said, “but we will also find the men behind this. Our Chief is currently fighting them along with Sunflower and the deadly trio. They have never disappointed us!”

The people in riot changed their expressions as they began cheering: “Long live Tresia!”

“Long live our village!”

Henry gave another statement. “Fear not. For those left behind, I have deployed my men. They will surely rescue anyone injured or lost.”

The people started cheering louder:

“Long live Tresia!”

“Long live our village!”

Amie, lying in the rubble, heard the sounds of soldiers marching, with a voice ringing out: “Is anyone here?! Hurry to the Chief Headquarters—you will be safe there!”

Amie could have shouted to let the soldiers save her. However, her eyes had given up hope as she stared into the sky.

“What’s even the point anymore?” she whispered to herself.

Commander Rock finally made it out of the green forest and was making his way to their tent when a soldier immediately shouted,

“What’s that?!”

With fear in his eyes, he pointed above the sky, toward the green forest, toward Tresia.

Commander Rock, after looking in the direction, was left speechless. All the soldiers stopped to look at the sky, as if waiting for something.

Chief Headquarters

One of the people in the riot looked up by coincidence. His eyes fully opened. For a few seconds, his mind began processing what he was seeing. He started swearing uncontrollably, fear filling his eyes.

“LOOK UP!” he shouted.

Henry and his men, along with everyone there, turned to look up.

All their faces resembled one another—left with nothing to think, fear on their faces, sweating. All the people waited, kept looking up, not taking their eyes off the sky.

Silence erupted in the entire forest as each person stopped to think and act—except one.

“Burn the village...”

“Burn the village...”

Lance’s mind buzzed as the voice became stronger every second. He couldn’t take it. He wanted a way to kill everyone in the village. He thought—thought again and again.

Suddenly, his mind went to the bow. He looked on the ground and saw the bow still remained.

“It didn’t disappear... it’s real!” Lance picked up the bow and confirmed—it was a real bow.

He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate under the immense voice of the curse.

A way to kill them all... a way to imagine... a way to imagine to kill them all...

In the dark void, he stood alone as he imagined an object—almost double the size of Tresia. He remained calm. He started imagining the location of the object. He drilled the thought inside his mind: “Above Tresia!”

Lance slowly opened his eyes and looked up. To his surprise, the object had become real. And the location was ideal.

However, before Lance could smile, pain entered his blood like a snake. He started shaking uncontrollably. He fell down, coughing uncontrollably. Blood gushed out of his mouth. His legs and hands lost all energy. He went numb.

Inside the Forest

Sunflower broke the silence. Shocked by the object in the sky, she asked slowly, “WHAT EVEN IS THAT?!”

Reality, equally shocked, replied moments later, “A meteor hailing from the skies... to your dear village.”

A meteor, caught on fire due to the sheer speed it was descending at, hovered above Tresia—almost double the size of the village.

Inside the Chief’s Bunker

Many family members of different soldiers awaited good news. However, the screams from outside shook them further.

Mary, Sunflower’s mother, decided to go outside and check the situation as no one else was volunteering. Fred, her husband, decided to walk alongside her. As the couple stepped outside, they saw everyone quiet, looking at the sky, their eyes full of hopelessness, as if waiting for the end.

The couple, curious, looked up as well—and were stunned. No words were uttered. Mary started shaking nervously. Fred held her hand to comfort her. Their eyes stared at the sky.

Mary spoke " Do you think Sunflower Failed?"  Mary looks into Fred's  eyes. 

Fred looks back at her 

Both of them putting  on a grim face 

Fred slowly spoke " NO, I Believe she is still trying her hardest" 

The couple exchanged one last Long hug. 

The meteor didn’t stop—just like nothing in life.

Some stared at the meteor till the end, Some looked toward their loved ones one last time. Some hugged them. What was common among them all was that they shed tears till their last moments, as the meteor engulfed them and the entirety of the village.

BOOM.