Home

Upon arrival to their old home, Kye felt extreme discomfort and simply followed Aurora in almost silence. He helped her dig up the weapons, trying to ignore the constant barrage of images flashing across his mind. Horrible things had happened here - yelling, screaming, and bloodshed.

Death.

Fighting back the nausea and dizziness that hit him, Kye took their father's specialized blasters. They looked like basic blasters, but were equipped with special rounds that did more damage than the stereotypical blaster. It also helped that they were self-replenishing. The only drawback was that they could easily overheat, so the older teen would have to be careful.

Hearing Aurora practically whisper, "If I had only been a little faster," brought a frown to the younger siblings face. With the help of Phenix, he nudged her and offered a crooked smile.

"Don't blame yourself." He told her. "We were just kids."

Even as he spoke, he refused to gaze at the graves.