Impact Of A Soul To A Soul From A Soul

Go… get out of here… go now…

Vaness could not do anything. She could only watch all the events that are happening in front of her eyes. It was like nightmare, a movie that could never happen, and she was numb by what had happened.

Jorge was like a big brother, a protector. Jorge and Vaness has been childhood friends since they could both remember and they decided to go on this journey together to help save humanity, something that they both share and have strong principles in.

Jorge is struggling just a mere few meters from where she sat helplessly. As she watched, she could see the beast marching nearer and nearer. He held up his huge barrel and looked at vaness… his eyes shining brightly as the light reflected from the tears welling in his eyes. He then pressed the trigger and shifted his sight from her. He aimed at the beasts only known as Hata. These dark creatures’ looks fish like with webbed feet sharp teeth. Their limbs are strong like bears and they have scales all over their body like lizards.

She could see the tension flowing in Jorge’s body as he fends of the beasts. As he points the huge barrel at the Hatas, he could see them fall one by one as the rounds pierced their scaly hard bodies. He knew that he would be outnumbered and that he did not have much firepower left… that is why he pushed Vaness into the hanger.

He kept firing and firing and firing at the Hatas but he could not seem to reduce their numbers. Then the clicking sound of the barrel filled the atmosphere. He has used his last round. Jorge gently released the barrel and it landed on the ground. The Hatas seemed to realized that they have the advantage now outnumbering the single soul. Jorge just turned and smiled at Vaness as he pulled out his combat knife. By this time he was surrounded by hundreds of Hatas.

As he tried to defend himself, he tried to pierce his combat knife into their skin but their tough skin just repelled his efforts. As he was outnumbered, the Hatas swarmed him like piranha feeding on a helpless fish. Vaness covered her mouth as he saw Jorge being swarmed. They tore him from limb to limb like a helpless doll. Vaness could still catch a smile on Jorge’s face as the titanium door came to a close. Vaness covered her face as tears streamed down her face. She could still hear the cries of the Hatas over their prey and the thumping on the titanium wall, trying to penetrate through to her. She could still hear him saying… “Go… get out of here… go now…”

Clutching to the pendant, the only remembrance for her of Jorge, she pulled herself up. She was still covered with the blood from Jorge’s wound as he defended her. As she walked to one of the shuttles, she could hear the giant titanium door giving way to the countless bashings of the Hatas.

Vaness boarded one of the shuttles and sat in the cockpit. With tears still flowing down her cheek, she pressed the emergency launch button on the cockpit, hesitantly. She knew she could not do anything to help Jorge, but still she could not believe that Jorge is no longer beside her. The countdown began and she strapped herself tight to the seat.

As the countdown ends, the engine fired up and she closed her eyes. She could not stop thinking about Jorge, how he has taken care of her and been by her side all this while. Now she has lost him, forever, a friend and a brother to her. As she was blasting off, images of Jorge played in her mind and she could only cry to comfort her soul. She has lost some one dear to her… forever.