Thread: Darkness Is Just The Abscence of Light (Dream Writer and Sarah)

That day. It started out as any other, so it seemed. Kayla woke up to her normal boring life, getting ready for a normal boring day at her normal boring job. Everything was going exactly like she had thought it would. But everyone knows where they were on that day. Kayla just so happened to be at work, when an eerie silence came over the radio at work. Please remain calm. This is not a test. Everyone remain calm. Everyone who was near anything remembers that message, if they remember anything at all. Then came the screaming. It seemed to come from everywhere. Like the world itself was on fire. She would never know what started it, but soon enough the screaming reached the store. Don't panic. It's funny when you think back on it. did they really think the public wouldn't panic. Sheep is what they were. There was no need to panic, no need to prepare. It was only the end of the world after all. Though it doesn't really matter. Being prepared wouldn't have done the world any good. It was that day. We found out we weren't alone, and not only that we weren't alone, but we were so helplessly out gunned, out manned. Panic. When the war started, that's all anyone could do. They fought. Of course they fought. The human race isn't one to go down easily. The armies marched, the forces mobilized. But it was all for naught. The aliens swept through the army of earth like it was nothing. We were mere pests in the grand scheme of things. But we couldn't know that then. Or maybe we did. We just refused to believe it. Everything fell. We knew it would. We still call it a war, but it was a slaughter. Buildings crumbled, countries toppled. They took over, and humanity fell. Or so the aliens though, when the last of the armies fell. But humanity isn't so fickle. There were those who ran, those who hid. Those were all that was left. The future looked bleak, but in reality, when didn't the future look bleak? It had looked bleak before the aliens came. But we wouldn't give up. We would keep fighting, because that's what we do. What we've always done. DJAL It was a normal day. Well, as normal as it can be under the circumstances. Kayla was laying underneath a well disguised hide out. Strewn rubble littered around her and on top of it. The only thing that was visible, that showed that there was anything other than rubble there, was the slightest tip of a gun barrel. She wasn't alone though, not that anyone else would be able to tell. She was flanked by a couple other members of her team, two of her best snipers to be exact. They had their guns trained on the alien patrol. They had been waiting in this place for a couple of days now, the extra time let them make sure they were undetectable by the time the aliens got there. Sam gave a light sigh. Reminiscing about days past. She was a small girl, maybe 17 years old. She wish she didn't have to fight. Wished she could still be at home, being a normal teenage girl. But there was no such thing anymore. She was the best at what she did. When she shot, she hit what she was aiming at. No questions asked. Right now, she had her gun trained on a target on the far left. They had set up an order of fire, so that they didn't hit the same targets. Her partner, Natasha, would always start on the right. While Kayla would start in the middle. They could take down a patrol like this in a few seconds. Natasha was around 30, and unlike her younger partner, she didn't wish she was anywhere else. There was no point to wish and think about something that couldn't happen. She just cherished each day she was alive, and did her best to keep her and everyone else that way day after day. Her gun was trained on the alien on the far right, like she had been trained to do. Her finger was on the trigger. They had been watching for about 2 days now, and it was just about time to strike. She knew their leader better than perhaps anyone else in the camp. They were close before this whole thing started, and had only grown closer after. Out of the corner of their eyes, both Natasha and Sam saw a slight shift in the rubble. It was too subtle to be picked up by untrained eyes. But they both knew what it meant. There was a slightly larger shift in the rubble, from three different places as they got ready. Suddenly, there were a few tiny brief flashes of light, and muffled bangs, drawing the attention of the aliens, before they started dropping. It wasn't a large party. Only about 5 of them, and even though they had heavy armor on, every armor had a weak point. Whiten 7 seconds of the rubble shift, all of the aliens were on the ground, dead. Good work girls Kayla whispered, talking loud was forbidden while on a mission, even if there was nothing nearby. Lets scavenge and get home She said, before the rubble shifted, revealing the three females, who swiftly moved down the rubble towards the fallen bodies.