Going back to the village was a petrifying sight. The green grass was turned black and red from the fire and blood spilt. The buildings where chard and they where collapsing. Walking around it was as if I was walking straight in to hell. the surrounding trees and walls of the village had been turned to in to rubble and ash. The once white and gray walk way of the Village had been stained with blood. The bodies of the villagers were all over the place. the mayor of the village had been impaled by a small burch tree. Walking to the house that we have spent the last year in was completely collapsed on itself. It looked as if this was the main focus of the attack. Seeing it I had broke. I left some of my people in thier. "Why?! Why did I not take the risk and force them to come," I screamed "This is my fault this would not have happened if I had just taken them with.". Then I had remembered that we had spent time on the bunker. I started to make my way through the rubble. It took me about 1 in a half hours to get to the bunker's trap door. When i saw it was intact the hope that some of them made it made me sigh in relief. Without a second more I opened the bunker and went in. I had got to the room and saw the 5 I had left bleeding out. "What happened and are any of you still alive, please answer me." I said in a shaking tone. To my horror I got no reply. walking among the remains of my friends i heard a shallow grunt of pain. from the furthest one. I rushed over "Cal what happened here," I said in a smooth voice, "please forgive me for leaving you here.". The look of relief he said," I...f-forgive y-you a-and re-remember..." he had died before he could have finished speaking. I put my hand over his eyes to close them. In the morning I had takin thier bodies and dug them a grave. "I am s-sorry for leaving you guys behind", I spoke with tears running down my face. As I turned to walk away The first rain of the year was falling. this had brought me back to a memory back in my childhood. "Xeon remember this when you get old. Fire burns and brings death, but from the death the water will fall and bring life." Dad had told me that this was true no mater what had died.
P.S. Sorry for the long wait I did not know how I wanted to do this part till now.