Rise From the Ashes

Violet's POV:

I storm the camp as I return from my run this morning, passing by half-asleep rebels who support the uprising yet have no real contribution to it. Most of them are older people, people with children, who have lives, no had lives.

I ignore them as I stalk towards the conference room, already fully alert and angry. I don't entirely know what brought on this wave of rage, all I know is that I can't sit still any longer. I don't care that I've had next to nothing in terms of training and time to build up strength, I won't get any better that way. Right now, al I need, what we all need, is for F.E.A.R to go down in history.

Sure enough, the leaders of the Wild Ones, minus Andy, are surrounding a small table with papers on it: a map, some files, plans, and blueprints. They jerk up at the noisy sound of the door bursting open, their eyebrows raising as I march forward, my face masked with anger. I place my hands onto the table loudly, rustling the neatly arranged papers, but I don't care. Planning how to take down F.E.A.R won't actually get anything done. If anything, it'll stall everything. We need to act, and now.

"Well hello to you to Vi," CC says dryly, taking in my frazzled appearance,"and to what to we owe the pleasure?"

I ignore his sarcastic tone and get straight to the point, "we need to take action, now."

I take in their stunned expressions, and surprisingly, they remain silent. Perhaps some sense has finally been knocked into their thick skull?

"Violet," Ash says slowly, approaching me like he would a frightened animal, "where have you been?"

I roll my eyes, "outside. Back to the problem-"

"Vi, calm down. We're working on a plan at the moment, and we could use your help with getting in and out of the city safely," Jinxx interrupts.

"but that won't solve anything!" I exclaim, "we need to hurt them, take them down! Isn't that what being a Wild One is all about? Not having any rules, working with and for chaos?"

Jake eyes me curiously, "that's not what it's about at all. Without a leader, or rules for that matter, nothing can ever be accomplished. We aren't like F.E.A.R, that's for sure, but we still are humans. We need order just as much as we need to breathe."

I scowl at him, m gaze flitting to the handgun laying on the table. I snatch it, loading it before staring each of them down, tucking the gun into my belt. "Order is for people who have something to lose." I spin open my heel, moving towards the door, "I don't."

Notes

short, shitty update, that I apologize for. Btw, it's Yasmin :)

so Violet is acting borderline psychopathic, which seems to be troublesome for everyone. Which is also weird considering how calm she was last chapter. Oh well, something big is coming guys, I can assure you that.

Also, I'm not sure if any of you read my other stuff, but it'd mean the world to me fi you could check out my sequel to If Heaven were on Earth! Just click on my prfile and you should see it :)