Written by: Sakshyam Karna - 26013, Grade X
Posted on: 22 February, 2024
It had been almost three years since the resistance had fallen. The city had been changed into a dumpster because of all the battles, spaceships crashing, and the reactor explosion. Adam was one of the few members of the resistance who had survived. He should have been the first to die since he was the closest to the reactor blast. The reactor had been the last hope humans had at winning this war, but because of the betrayal of Noah, the intruders had found its location and had bombed it.
Almost half of the resistance army had been destroyed in the explosion, and it killed all of the generals and scientists they had, except Adam. He was inside the reactor when a siren started blowing. He could see the people panicking from inside. He saw Noah pull out a gun and shoot the other scientists. By the time the security came, Noah had been escorted out by the alien’s aircraft. Adam was opening the exit of the reactor when everything went black. He woke up after what felt like an eternity. His ear was buzzing, and people were running aimlessly. There was the sound of gunshots and aircraft. Adam stumbled around the debris, trying his best to stay on his feet. An aircraft flew over him. It looked similar to the ones in which Noah had run away, but now that he thinks of it, he was not sure that it was Noah. It could have been an imposter; who knew what the extent of the power of the aliens were? Maybe they could shape-shift. THUD! Everything went black after that.
He woke up after a month. He had been shot in the head, but somehow he survived. There was an excruciating pain in his head, but there were no signs of injury. He stood up but could not. His leg was stuck in a rod from the debris. He tried to think of a way to get out but could not think of any that did not involve having to cut his leg off. He saw a rock near him but could not reach the rock, no matter how hard he tried. He thought if he could bend the rod and make it straight, maybe he could pull his leg out. He tried bending it with all the force he had. After a few hours of struggle, he finally managed to straighten the rod. Now was the difficult part: ignoring the pain and pulling his leg off. He slowly tried sliding his leg outside of the rod.
The pain was too much to handle, but he got his leg out. He lay on the floor for a while and then started looking for a stick to lean onto. But by the time he found something promising, he realized that his leg was healing. The hole made by the rod in his thigh was almost healed by the time he removed his clothes to check. He was shocked to see this, but when he saw a plane scanning over him, he went to find shelter. After some time, he found someplace to hide but was disheveled and confused about the things that had happened in the past few months or years? He did not even know. He lay down beside a rock and started making plans for the future.
