Average Foot Soldier

He hit the ground with a thud, but turned it into a roll that brought him back to his feet and further away from the Enemy in front of him. He dodged the thrust of a short sword and raised his shield to block the plasma blast though it was only partially successful.

He hissed, but didn’t otherwise didn’t react. The Enemy tried pushing further at that arm, hoping to make him drop his shield. It might have worked if he hadn’t already strapped it securely enough on his arm that even burned fingers wouldn’t cause it to be dropped. This wasn’t his first battle and as he felled his opponent, he knew it wouldn’t be his last.

‘I doubt this War will ever truly be over,’ he thought to himself.

There would always be someone running from Chaos and trying to find somewhere more peaceful to settle down and live out their lives. Chaos would continue to exist in one incarnation or another, it would never fully be defeated.

But that just meant that people like him, ordinary citizens that joined in the Effort to fight against the Enemy were sorely needed.

‘I’m not going to give in.’ he thought as he brought up his blade to battle against another drone.

Solemn Rejoicing

image: Lyssa Medana

Star watched as the fireworks went off and the people cheered.

The Galactic Chaos War was over.

The troops were all home, the dead were buried, though they were likely still being mourned by all (the number of dead on both sides was too prolific for anyone to be through mourning already) but the pain and sorrow had been set aside by almost all in order to celebrate the ending of the war. Children ran about, bright eyed and with grins splashed across their faces; the thinness of the faces and the worn-out look of their clothes was ignored. The adults smiled and watched, some of them joining the children; the tired set to their shoulders and the darkness around their eyes also not being made note of.

“You are not happy.”

Star said nothing, did not look over to Solaris as the woman moved into the shadows with her Guardian.

Solaris sighed, her eyes sad as they moved from the rejoicing crowd to one of her oldest friends.

“She would not want you to mourn her.”

Star still said nothing, her eyes facing forward but not really seeing the people in front of her, though her eyes continued to remain alert for any danger.

A part of Solaris wondered how her young-looking friend was able to pull that off; the rest of her figured that it was a skill Star had learned during her very long life.

Solaris had only really known Star for a seemingly small amount of time in comparison to how long Star had  existed. During that time, Star had very rarely been this solemn. She was only ever solemn like this when she was thinking about something that in some way related to Comet.

Solaris had no siblings, not blood siblings anyway; she and Serenity were sort of siblings even if they were not actually related and she knew that if anything ever happened to Serenity…

Solaris would never really recover from it.

So she did not push her Guardian, just stood next to her in a show of comfort and support as they watched the people rejoice below.


Written for Light and Shade’s Monday Challenge:¬†http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/light-and-shade-challenge-monday-16th.html