My Story With The Wild Ones

Today is my running day. Later they will open the door and let Blaise, Mary, and I out. We have to run as fast as we can and get out of F.E.A.R.'s territory. The shadows will chase us and if they catch us they will kill us. If we make it out of FEAR's territory we will finally be free. Then we have to find the wild ones. I hope they forgive me. Especially Andy. He was my best friend, he was closer to me than Blaise. I kind of had a crush on him. But I think I crushed my chances by leaving.

There is an announcement over the speaker. "we expect a battle for humanity is about to begin. Within each uprising, a vague sense of safety will ignite you in an unseen shadow without a sliver of doubt, towards those who defend, and protect you. Let the thoughts slip away, and remain calm. Stay close to FEAR. Only we can protect."
Less than a minute later a shadow came and took me to the door we would be running from. Blaise and Mary are already there. The door slowly opened. We started sprinting across the desert, literally running for our lives. Mary kept up with me. She grabbed my arm and said, "you have more use for this than me." and put something in my hand. She was having trouble keeping her pace. The last thing she said was good luck, and she let go of my arm. I didn't look back. I decided to pray, just this once for her. I said "god if you exist, take care of her." I realized the thing she put in my hand was the symbol of the wild ones. I put the chain around my neck.
Blaise was ahead of me. He suddenly stopped and turned around and started jumping and yelling something. I realized he reached the border. He's free. In a few meters I will be too. I ran across the border and fell to my knees. I'm free. I let the thought register in my mind. I'm free. We're free. Then I thought of Mary. She was so calm. She didn't seem afraid. She seemed to know she wasn't gonna make it. I look at the pentacharm on the chain around my neck. We need to find them. We need the wild ones. Little did I know, one of them needs me...

Notes

I cried typing this. Mary died. Blaise and Sia are free.
WE ARE THE FALLEN ANGELS