BATTLES: The Royal Invasion
Chapter 19

“I’ll kill you!” John was choking Ronald after Zarro and his friends left accusing him of treason. No one in the base could stop the angry John until they worked together and stopped him from beating Ronald to death.

“You think you will save us with your yelling you shithead? Huh? Tell me…I was saving you idiot…saving everyone” Ronald yelled at John putting his hand on his neck making sure it’s still was there.

“You’re a Major motherfucker…you’re a Major…is this what you have been doing in the past? Sellout your soldiers? Huh?”

“Wake up idiot…wake up…you’re living in the past…we even didn’t know of aliens existence”

“Is this your excuse? What an excuse for a treason”

“Treason?! Look around you, John…look at us…look at this injured people…I only wanted to save them while you only want to kill them”

“You mean you’re buying our lives by sellout the resistance?”

“What resistance, John? Is there anybody who is still alive out there? And let’s say that there survivors like us…they probably accepted the deal…humanity is over…understand that”

“Really? Who told you that they are like you?”

“This stupid head of yours makes you not balance things right”

“Not balance things right? What if this deal is just a bate to make us surrender and kill us without a fight? You thought about that?”

A soldier interfered: It’s okay guys… no need for this they’re gone.

John gave Ronald his back and said: I will go on search for another bases.

John dropped the pipe bomb and left.

“Are you nuts? You will get killed by this ugly monsters” said Kate trying to prevent John to do it.

“You think that we’re alone around here?” said John.

Kate couldn’t answer John’s question. “You see? You don’t know and nobody does…I will try.

“But you may get killed” she said.

“nothing left to live for it…nothing matters anymore…all I care about now is revenge…even if it will cost my life”

There was nothing for Kate to say back, she saw in John’s eyes anger its fuel was desperate and weakness.

John started to pack his stuff, food, water, flash light, map, and a knife that still covered in the blue blood of the monsters from the baseball field day.

Despite all the risk in this step but two men volunteered to go with John. He started the journey with his mates hoping not to collide with monsters on their way.

“Do whatever you want…you son of a bitch” said Ronald as he watched them passed through the base’s gate to face an unknown future.

The map that John has was showing the locations and usual lines of movements of the enemy. It was written by the blood of the scouters who sacrificed to make this map, despite the enemies movements can change this was the best they could do.

The three men team took a rough road but its roughness was the reason that made the enemy forces don’t use it, which it was in their interest because likely the enemies will use more proper roads to move around.

“What made you choose to come with me? You may get killed” said John.

“I didn’t volunteered with the resistance to see stupid aliens want to take us as slaves and don’t do nothing about it” said Franklin Andrew, Caucasian bald man in his fifties he was working before the invasion in retail store. Every time John felt bad he would talk with him.

John liked the spirit, this anger this old man is feeling.

“What about you, man?” he talk a deep breath and didn’t say anything back. John knew that Deon, the young man who was studying law before the invasion won’t reveal his secret to anyone but he asked him anyway to not feel bad.

“Must something terrible has happened to this guy to be like this” John thought. He always looking at the ground, don’t talk with anyone unless he needs something, he always prefers to be alone.

“Surly his motivations has something to do with what I’m doing” John thought as he remembered the first time he talked to him and how he was nervous when one of his mates tried to play around with him.

“At least he is looking physically very well” John thought.

The group haven’t gained anything from this journey so for but the pain in their legs.

“I guess we should take a rest boys…we’ve been walking for three hours now” said Franklin as he was breathing hard.

Despite they were trying to fight their fatigue but the three men eventually surrendered to it and their legs collapsed. The team was still in the safe area according to the map but John knew that they must not stay here for a long time. “We will catch our breath then we will go…we should not stay in area for a long time” his companions nodded.

“It’s good that they didn’t destroy any of the bridges” said Franklin.

“Yeah…it’s like its helping them moving around”

“Thanks God we haven’t meet any of this ugly motherfuckers on the Manhattan Bridge”

“This area was totally destroyed and it’s unlikely that there is living beings for them to hunt around there”

“We are fucked up if we got attacked by any monster right now” John said to himself as he was looking around him, they was in queens according to the map. How he would forget the place where he raised, he traveled in time 30 years back remembering his childhood that he lived in this area. He remembered a place which was someday full of life before the invasion turned this place into a graveyard. John knew that if he moved piece of rubble he would replace a corpse of innocent person buried underneath.

“What you are thinking of? You seems like you are remembering something” said Franklin when he noticed that emotional looks on John’s face.

“Yes…I was born and raised somewhere around here I barely know the place from partial standing buildings”

“You must had a good time around here”

“Why you are saying this?”

“Are you kidding? You’re eyes are full of emotions and memories”

“Yeah…but I missed our lives…our normal lives…we are like living in…jungle or something” John took a deep breath before he continued: I hated my life…it was like a prison to me… or jungle…a modern jungle where everyone was legally robing each other and frankly I was one of them…one of the robbers…modern day robbers”

Frank and Deon were touched by John’s words, before he said: my wife and my son died here…their bodies must be around here somewhere.

“Poor guy…he talking about them like they are alive” said Deon to himself as he was looking at John who never showed such sad emotions before.

“Let’s go…we must not waste our time” said John as he was standing up.

The three men continued the unknown fate journey, the fate of the whole mankind depends on this journey.