Chocó looked at Nova, all hope had vanished and see could not see how they were going to get out of this mess. Nova looked at Chocó, lifted her chin up and said, just a little bit of faith my friend that’s all I am asking. Sometimes you have to believe in the things you cannot yet see.  Chocó, smiled at felt a little lighter at heart. She lifted Novas head up and put it on her lap. A tear fell down on her chin. Chocó started crying “I can’t believe he did this to you, I thought we could trust him” I though he loved you Nova. Nova smiled while her teeth were red with blood, “It’s rare to meet anybody who loves you more than they love themselves.” When the choice is to live or die and the sacrifice is to kill, even the one you love it’s easy” Survival, Humans strongest instinct.

Choco looked at Nova, you think there is people like you and me out there too? Nova smiled. As long as there is faith there is hope that this world will be saved. Choco pulled out the manicular, she scanned it over Novas wound and the thin blue gel filled the deep deadly wound. Novas breath was calming down and her heat was coming back into her body. Nova took her Chocos hand” I don’t know what I would have done without you, but please promise you shoot me if you want to kill me, kind of sucks with all the blood and shivering, just saying” they both laughed.

Choco had hid behind the rocks, Nova told her to be ready. She had handed her the manicular fibroses. Choco didn’t understand what she was going to do with it, but she trusted Nova and had been sitting behind the rock when Black came back from the scout. She saw how black pushed the blade in her body and made her fall to her knees. It was unbearable and she just wanted to run out there and Kill him like the rat he was. What a coward, straight up a dirty rat. Her veins were pulsating outside her arms as she was waiting for him to disappear into the desert sand. She was on her toes now, what if Novas was already dead, what if she didn’t make it in time.  

Nova was getting back on her feet dusting the sand of her jacket. She looked like a mess but she seemed fine. Choco lifted her gun from the ground and handed it to her. Nova looked at it, loaded it and said “ well, I think we have a rodent infestation, what you say choco? “ I say time to play a little cat and mouse Nova and this time he won’t even see it coming. They looked at each other; it was an unspoken trust that was radiating in the air. Their eyes as glowing as the burning desert sun.

Novas death

The smooth lips stroke her cheek as he moved in to kiss her, she felt so safe with him. There was nothing they could not accomplish. They had found the last skull and together they would make everything right. The smooth kiss was replaced with an unbearable pain.  She looked down to see the knife scoring into her flesh. She grabbed his hand and looked at him. Her eyes meeting his, they were filled with shock and disbelief. She couldn’t say a word. The knife dug deeper into her flesh and her tears started to fall down her cheek. He stepped back removing the blade and he let her fall to the ground. She could fell the warm blood that had started to soak through her jacket. She lifted her hand to her side and felt the blood run through her fingers. She could not feel the pain anymore, it was like she was floating outside her body, and she saw the two of them in the desert. There they stood motionless as frozen in time. She sank to her knees, still not able to understand what had just happened. She was still holding on to the last crystal skull. They had found the last skull and everything was going to be alright.

Blake kneeled down in front of her grabbing the skull out of her hand. Her eyes fixed on his face; he avoided her piercing eyes as he stood back up.  She knew she was dying, she could feel the warmth leaving her body. Is this how it would end? Is this all for nothing?  She had been torn apart from every angle possible and her whole body was radiating and shaking in disbelief. Tears were pouring down her face. He had betrayed her, him. Of all the people in her life this was the only person she had trusted. Blake, who had saved her life more times that she, could count. Always telling her everything was going to be alright. Even in moments when it seemed like all hope was lost. He had been her rock.  Everything they had been through, it was lost, left there between the tiny rocks in the sand. He had killed her and for what?

He was standing there in front of her, emotionless and calm. He grabbed the skull out of her shakings hand and showed it down into his backpack. He turned around and started walking away. He was leaving her for death, on a plain in the middle of the desert.

She had been watching this happen, all in slow-motion, she was finally warped back into her body. She lifted herself up and screamed after him as he was walking away. “I trusted you, How could you do this, didn’t it mean anything to you” He just kept on walking. She raised her voice and screamed with blood spreading out from her mouth “I loved you”

She fell to her knees cuffing blood and she knew this was how she was going to die. Betrayed be the only person in the world she ever trusted, the only person she had ever truly loved.

He was walking faster now, his eyes full of pain, tears was running down his face. Just moments ago it seemed so reasonable what he had to do.  But in the moment the blade dug into her flesh it all became clear to him. He loved her too, but it was too late. Why haven’t he seen it before? Why did everything seem so easy and now it was irreversible. He wanted to run back, kiss her tell her he loved her. Hold her dying body in his arms and tell her he was so sorry and that he loved her back. But he couldn’t it was too late. The damage was already done. What he had done would never be forgiven, a betrayal so big that never could have been reversed. He glanced back just for a second seeing her lifeless body, left on the ground in a pool of blood. What had he done? The cloud had been lifted and for the first time, it became so clear to him, he loved her. Why now!!  They would have killed him too if he hadn’t done this, it was for the best. It had to be done. All of these thoughts had just been washed away in the second he saw the pain in her eyes.  Killing her in the belief it would have saved him. It was all meaningless and now whether he lived or died was meaningless too…