Noah was surprised to see us so soon when we returned. He gave me some bandage and helped Orion up to the room Gaia used to be in. Gaia sat down by the door and looked on her hands and feet. I wrapped the bandage around my chest. Then I leaned against the wall and thought. Tammer sat down under a shelf and counted the number of weapons he could see. I looked on him, then on Gaia and on Tammer again. Those were my friends. How could I drag them around like I did and risk their life? The 'me' I tried to find had nothing to do with their lifes. Was I stupid, corageous, curios or was I just bringing some spice into their life? I didn't know, it wasn't my life.
"Gaia, how old are you?" I asked. I was surprised over what I said. I didn't want to know that. She looked on me.
"Well... What year is it?" she asked and seemed to think hard. "I can't be that old." she continued. "Around 14 years perhaps. Maybe, I think Sarhas died 5 years ago, or was it 6? Anyway, I am around 14.. How about you?"
A number appeared in my head. I knew it. I knew my age. I started to laugh. Long and happily I laughed.
"I'm 12 years old! I'm 12!!" I laughed. "I know my age!"
Gaia smiled at me and Tammer laughed with me. After a while I stopped.
"Well, atleast you know how long I've been alive." I said, smiling. It felt so good to know something for sure.
I noticed that I was hungry. Famished, actually. Noah gave me a apple, saying that it was all he had that wasn't 3 months old. I ate it with pleasure.
We had nothing to do. Tammer, Noah and I played some poker just for fun, Gaia and Orion was probably sleeping. After three games of poker, someone tried to open the door. Gaia woke up and moved away. Noah walked away to the counter and awaited the person. A slig came in. At once the air became tense and none of us liked it. He had a big scar across his arm and he smoked a cigarette. I felt swet burst out on my back. Something about this guy wasn't right. Something was going to happen. But Noah just stood behind the counter, looking at the slig. The slig looked around, I couldn't avoid to notice that his eyes stayed on me too long. What did he want to do?
He threw the cigarette out the door and walked to Noah.
"Hello." Noah said. He seemed to 'act' tough. The slig cleared his throat.
"It was damn how much garbage you have in here today, buddy." the slig said. I noticed the feeling in the air vanished a bit.
"Well, people can't just avoid me. Was it something you wanted today?" Noah said. The slig did something with his hand.
"Just the usual. You know." Noah smiled. The slig didn't move. Noah smiled disappeared.
"NO!!" he screamed and took a step back. The slig put up a small gun. He shaked his head.
"Not today. I know what you have behind this counter. Today no victims for you." the slig said. He laughed a little.
"Bye Noah, nice knowing you." he said and shot Noah in his chest. Noah hands flew up to his chest and he got a paniced look on his face. They stared on each other for a while. Then Noah dropped to the floor. The slig turned around to us. He looked on me.
"Hello, little one." he said. His voice was cold. I felt anger bubble inside me. I wanted to kill him. He knew that.
"Not think so, sliggie. I'm just helpin ya out a bit. Let's do this da easy way now."
I heard Orion stumble down the stair. The slig pointed his gun to him.
"You just follow us." he said. Orion nodded.
The slig opened the door and made a gesture that told us to follow. What could we do but to follow? All the time, my trigger finger was so itchy..
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