It was a beautiful night, the moon could be seen in its full form as if it didn't want to miss something this night. The usual night sounds could be heard in the forest. Apart from that, the night was perfectly calm as every other night. But There was something standing out in this forest. At the riverside there were sounds that didn't fit in a forest. Approaching, children laughs could be heard ,voices and other things.
It was a village. How odd. In these times of "modernity". Seeing a village in a forest and without any trace of modernity such as this one was nearly impossible. But there it was. A Village drap in traditions. appart from that the village looked normal.
Suddenly, the of multiples peoples walking could be heard coming in the direction of the village. As soon as the walking noises attained the village, a massacre began. The intruders start killing anyone they met, children , women , old, young, no exception.
The village wasn't prepared for this but they retaliated. Everywhere villagers could be seen fighting for their survival. Even the children older than 7. those under hide themselves in hidings they already knew about. Against all odd the villagers were winning. It was like they weren't humans.
Their physical conditions surpassed human limits. speed, strength, reaction time, all of it was superior to that humans could achieve.
They were toying with their enemies. Seeing that one of the intruders who looked like their chief took an rectangular item and talked in it. A the same time one of the villager who had the most tattoos among them (the chief) start running toward one child hiding. Motors and mechanicals sound could be heard approaching.
It was metal soldiers ,robots piloted by humans. The tide was turned the normal bullet that couldn't pierce the skin of the villagers was replace with new weapon with bullets strong enough to blast a house to sands. the villagers were blasted apart. everywhere there where blood, pieces of flesh, detached hands or legs. It was such a gruesome and horrifying sight to behold. If someone looked at the sky at this moment, It could be seen that the moon had turned full red. As if the blood of the villagers had tainted it.
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It was a night like any other, i was playing alone as i didn't many friends in the village. And then suddenly. Strangely dressed men came to the village. I first tough they were visitors but then they start killing peoples with an weirdly shaped item. I was momentary baffled, standing there like an idiot and then it hit me: they were enemies.
Quickly i did as i was told to do in situations like these. I hid in the big tree outside the village. there was a crack hidden by bushes by where i could enter the tree. The crack was big enough for a 4 year old child like me to pass. And the tree interior was big enough for me.
I watched the village from a little crack i made myself. We were winning. I was always told that i was smarter than my age. I could understand things my pairs couldn't. As the village chief child i was well treated and my cleverness made me impossible not to like me.
I know these guys are here to kill us so i am happy we are winning. But i was rejoicing too early. One of the strange men took a rectangular item and start talking in it. As soon as he began to talk i saw my father sprinting towards me while reciting incantations. Oddly the strange men didn't react like they couldn't see him.
As soon as he arrive he made me exit the tree trunk picked me and start running towards the River. I didn't understand until i saw the enemy's reinforcement .
It was iron giants of 3m. things start coming out of the holes in their palm. I was seeing my family and every one i knew dying in front of me. my mom, the kind Neighbor who always share stories and snacks with me, my grandpa who love me more than anything and always asked me to stay with him and listen to his stories, my grandma who always took care of me and my health, my aunts and uncles who always pamper me, their last actions was to look discreetly at me and whisper something i couldn't understand due to the shock.
My heart was being torn apart in sync with them. I don't know when my tears start dropping. My hand was extended like as to reach them but i couldn't. i was asking myself why, why,Why,WHy,WHY!!!!
Before i knew it we were at the river with a raft in front of us my father put me on it . I didn't resist, i didn't do anything, i was.... lost.
He then put his right hand on my face and start reciting incantations. the stealth one should have wear off because i saw the iron giants coming towards us through his fingers. i was stating to feel sleepy. And the thing i saw was the hiding of my cousin and only friend being blast by something too fast to see my head was hurting and my eyes closed. My consciousness slip into darkness.....