The whole village was in chaos. Fun and happiness had paved way for despair and fear. The people were in a state of hopelessness. Some stood still while others ran off to their homes trying to seek refuge. Above all the chaos, the black siren alarm wailed on and on as if crying for the village and none to console it. The barrier above the village turned orange as cracks began to show. The village was dying.
At the Gate...
The Deles, who had been relaxing until the first bomb exploded, were engaging the enemy down below them. Leza beams and good old gunfire was exchanged between the two warring groups. However, the Deles were losing. This was due to Alex. Alex was known as the strongest and most deadly sniper in his era. What even made him more powerful was his unique set of weapons. Old and vintage guns. He did not trust modern weapons and instead, you would often find him carrying two glock .38 and an AK 47. Nobody knew how he got bullets and just how many guns were in his collection. He had a heavily modified SCAR-H gun and was making short work of the Deles. This was one of the main reasons why Albert respected him.
The Zinga cannon was finally able to break through the Gate. Alvin, who had been placed inside a hovercraft together with two bodyguards entered the village. For a moment, he sat there taking it all in. The village spread in front of him and, despite the chaos, looked beautiful. Albert came up to him and said," You're the leader how do you want to proceed"? Alvin was about to answer when one of the bodyguards pushed him down before being blown away. Alex opened fire then stopped. Before them were men and women with guns and leza weapons. Alex beamed at the ones with guns," Finally a proper gunfight"! he shouted as he began to open fire.
The people who who were now engaging them were the military. Rather the former military. One time years ago, the leader thought that the military was no longer of any use so he disbanded them. Yet here they were defending the village. Alex was on cloud nine. There were people with guns just like him. Ignoring all else he headed towards the one person who had a gun similar to his. "Yo man I'm Alex he shouted after shooting a few rounds, " What's yours"? I'm Njogu", shouted the man gruffly as he reloaded his gun. "Alright why don't we take this somewhere else ," Alex asked while shooting away. "Sure," Njogu replied. He led Alex away into the building.
Alvin straightened up and looked around. Something was wrong. This wasn't what he had thought it to be. He looked for the man who had pushed him down. Only to find him dead a few meters away with a hole in his chest. That's when it dawned on him. This wasn't what he had expected, no this was different. The smell of blood combined with gunpowder and burning flesh made him nauseous. He vomited. Albert who had been looking at his brother sighed. What a wimp, he thought. An insane idea gripped him. Let's toughen him up. He smiled.
Albert slowly walked towards a villager and said, " Sorry you're going to be my guinea pig." He coldly stabbed the man on his chest then dragged him towards Alvin," HEY ALVIN"! he shouted. Alvin looked up and was instantly horrified. " What did you think this was going to be like? A tea party? This is war and in war you've got to have the resolve," he continued, getting closer and closer," All of us have the resolve to see through your plan and ensure its success but you're too busy being a *chlicker. You need to step up Alvee be a leader show me your resolve or else," he said menacingly towering above the seated man, "I might just make this expedition mine," he warned.
Alvin pushed his brother away. A leza beam slipped by between them. Albert looked at where the beam had landed and tilted his head. How dare they interrupt him. He looked at the military fighting them and, taking out his weapons, a leza sword and a modified gun ran up to them. In less than two minutes, everyone in the military was dead. Alvin sat there stunned. So this was the true power of Albert. "Alright everyone spread out and destroy ," Albert said coldly. "If you find water bring it in the containers provided, kill anyone who tries to...," he continued then changed his mind and said," no kill everyone and make sure you spare and capture the young ones go, he concluded. The men they had come with went ahead running, kicking and screaming.
Alvin watched them silently, his ambition now looked empty as Albert took charge.