I had been gone for nearly a year, of course I came when I was needed but the resistance can run without me, and well I had plenty to do. So far thirty new dimensions have appeared and only one has fallen. I did all I could to prevent it from falling but I still failed. Alex hasn't been seen for this year either I've been trying to track him down but nothing, no word that he is alive no proof I don't know what to think. Alex and I were best of friends but has that changed? With him working with my... with him would that change how he thought about me? Was I his enemy? Could the love we had for each other turn to hate? I walked down the street the streets were empty as it should be it was too late or early for anyone to be up.
The building gleamed an eerie white everything was white it was the home and starting point of the resistance light and hope truth and kindness. I remembered when we planned this all out. I walked a more into the city’s core and looked up to the cliff side where the palace stood tall and elegant the moon light gleamed off of the white stone. Five towers standing for Peace Happiness Freedom Love and Hope.
These people hadn't had hope for a long time and believe it or not it had only been four years sense a band of juvenile teenagers started building this place. I walked up the cliff side along the base of the castle and into the woods behind it. only a fifteen minute walk and I came to a make shift village where this perfect city was born the bricks were brown and dull only two houses stood and a trading center its sign fading the only thing that always kept running was the fire in the pit in the center of these three buildings. This was our beginning where everything started.
"You have come a long way from being an idiotic teenager, our childhood was taken from us wasn't it?" I turned Alex leaned against the house bringing a rush of memories. I had just started this resistance I had ten teenagers that didn't have respect for anything and only cared to best each other the girls had a little more respect and listened better then the boys.
I was only sixteen who would listen to a sixteen year old. But I wasn't alone the first night Alex showed up he practically yelled for hours at the bunch and then our true training began I had no idea Alex knew so much about combat but he did. If it wasn't for him I would have failed a long time ago.
"Yes no time to make mistakes we had to be perfect we were the examples the truth nothing more. What are you doing here?" I asked I didn't want to be on guard with him but I had been betrayed before and I did not know what to think.
"I'm here because I had to see if it was true," Alex said he kept his distance not coming anywhere from five feet close to me.
"What was true?" I asked Alex smiled he had caught a glimpse of something on my shoulder I looked down my jacket sleeve and fallen reviling a scar of a hand print on my shoulder a scar that Alex's father gave me a burn that would always be there in a perfect hand print.
"That the great Miss. Williams had returned I've heard rumors that you were killed captured and tortured. I had to see for myself, that if I had failed I haven't" Alex said as he turned to leave.
"Wait failed at what?" I asked but it was too late Alex had disappeared in the darkness. I looked around what could he have failed at. I was also tired of these sudden appearances and no answers what was he trying to do? What was he hinting at? I shook my head pulled my jacket back up and walked back to the palace where now a light was on in a window my team was waiting and I had a lot to plan.
