Alexa
#Win Again
As far as he put up his ears with great care, he really didn't hear anything.
"Hey, Son! I want to hear your voice!!"
Shouted Wilmer one more time, yet he still did not get any answers from the boy, until finally now he can only continue to try to move through the fly storm to be able to reach the child who is out of nowhere.
Long time he tried to find the position of the child, he finally managed to find the child he had been looking for..
"Son, can you hear me?" wilmer shouted very loudly.
But the boy did not budge from his place. He looked unconscious, and was lying on the ground in a black robe on his body.
She finally stepped forward again, and then grabbed the child and was seen hugging the child with her arms held.
"Hold on, son, we'll be out of here soon!"
The man finally carried the child he had saved, and began to pull the child out of the coils of black flies.
While on the other hand, the young man was seen taking out several other victims, he seemed to enter the cave with a young woman with a fairly charming face.
Little did he smile knots, feeling pleased, perhaps because in the end he still found one girl left in their tribe, the girl who would eventually become the hope in the future..
He immediately sat the girl in a house that still survives. Indeed, the house was deliberately built with sturdy wood and sufficient defense to prepare for alert when an enemy attack occurred.
"Sit down, don't move much, your legs are hurt" the young man told the girl..
The girl seemed to be smiling in a knot, there was one unspeakable taste through her lips, one that loomed within her little heart, and finally the feeling gave rise to an awkward expression on her face that was as reddish and tender as a cherry.
The man continued to gaze at the girl, especially when the girl smiled knots at him, huahhh, it was like being shot with a deadly arrow that directly penetrated into his heart area.
Die him!
But they did not do the scene for long enough, until they finally heard a scream from the other side.
"My wife, wake up, my wife.hu.hu.."
A man lamenting the heartbreaking fate of his wife.
"Mom, wake up, Mom, mom, wake up." Call her son.
Apparently the boy who was originally talking to the young man, was the son of the woman who had died there.
The young man could only address them for a moment, because however sad he was, he still had another more important task..
He walked up to the boy, and then looked at the boy with a warm gaze.
"Son, who do you remember?" asked the young man to the boy sitting in front of him.
The child was just speechless, his father could also only remain silent. The two men were unable to lose the woman who was most valuable to them. But if you continue to grieve, the problem will not be quickly resolved.
The boy immediately nodded at the young man in front of him.
"Well, you're a smart kid, you have to remember what our next mission is, huh?" ask the man again to the same boy.
Again and again the boy just nodded. But the young man already understood the attitude of this child, who was quiet but honestly understood everything.
He could only ask this child to do the same thing he said before.
"Remember, if you get one, you can kill it, or scare it with a little spark, but if a lot of it comes in, you can do what you're asking, you understand?" asked the man again to want to hear more clearly the answer from the child.
The boy again and again nodded.
Shortly after, enter Wilmer who was struggling to hold the child he found safe in the middle of the whirlwind of the fly.
The young man immediately reached for Wilmer, and then immediately put the little boy to bed on the rocks.
The boy was still unconscious even though he had been unconscious for a long time. Everyone looked towards him, as well as the girl, the girl who was originally being helped by the young man.
Instantly the girl's face was stunned, when she found the figure of the child she was so familiar with.
"Zeyan?" call the girl to the little boy who just came.
He did not take the time to think, just went straight to the girl and then hugged her tightly.
Everyone stared at them with an unpredictable face.
"Zeyen! getup! Zeid! wakeup!" shouted the decades older girl from the little boy named Zeyan.
"You know this kid?" asked the young man earlier while putting on a little anxiety.
Yeah, just worry lest this girl have kids, no one knows.
Don't let him say that this child is his.
The man muttered feeling troubled.
"No, no, he's not my son, we live in one house, Zeyan's parents adopted me when I was little, you must have heard about fifteen years ago there was a child left dead both parents, because hunted and victimized by vampires, that's me." The girl answered the man who asked..
"imm? I seem to have missed a lot of news, the last twenty years in the land of man have indeed made me out of date in my own country." Wilmer murmured as he got up from his seat.
A little awkward to see the young romance experienced by the couple who just met each other, it seems he will be defeated by their romance.
"Yes, I'm so old, it's time for me to think about the future, but I'm still busy fighting." Mumbled Wilmer again.
The man is then seen stopping right in front of the door. He saw one fly that managed to enter through the cracks of the door.
He was stunned for a moment, the boisterous rumbling sounds out there were getting more and more terrifying.
One thing he feared at the time was, what if the flies managed to get into the only house they had made hiding?
"No," muttered Wilmer feeling a little frightened.
Everyone turned towards him, and stared at the part of the door that seemed to start moving and shaking like it was under a very strong attack from the outside.
Brak!
Everyone was surprised when the sound of the door being broken by something was heard in both their ears, making everyone immediately alert and trying to secure themselves.
The young man who had been talking to a girl was finally seen coming forward, and stopped right beside Wilmer.
He stared at the cracks of the door and found many flies that finally made it inside.
The flies seemed to fly healthily and began terrorizing everything in the house.
"Yeah!! watch out!"
Everyone screamed in fear. No different from the girl who was protecting her sister.
He looked curled up and took cover behind the thick clothes he was wearing. But more and more flies are coming in. They also had more trouble killing the flies.
"Revelation! he's got a moth that's very sick when it hits us" said one of them.
While others appear to undress and begin to snatch the flies that fly more and more.
"How's mister? what do we do?" ask the young man to Wilmer, knowing that Wilmer is trying to think of a way out.
"We have to do the burning action." He said to the young man next to him.
"Sister!!!"
The sound of a young boy who was crying lamented the fate of his mother screaming loudly, making the young man and Wilmer immediately look back.
The boy threw two stones that were originally in his hands, and then the two stones were immediately captured by the man.
Smiling Wilmer, "i'm looking for the kerosene!".
As soon as Wilmer walked into the house, and looking into the storage, he remembered everyone still using the old way to do flights at night.
Not only that, he also believes that Collab must fill this makeshift house with some important objects that can help them in difficult situations.
He searched through the entire storage warehouse, and sure enough, he found some very large containers of oil, and such a large amount could clearly make all the flies scorched in flames..
He immediately smiled happily, "huhh! let's play with fire!"
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On the other hand, it looks Alexa who is still on Shaga's back. He was still unconscious, and more than that he still showed no signs of waking up from his unconsciousness.
Presumably true what Wilmer said, the girl took quite a long time to recover her condition. But how long it was, no one knew, no one could be sure.
Said the man in the middle of the condition of his breathing that was struggling because of fatigue carrying a weight as big as Alexa on his back.
Maybe he's a guy who has turned out to be incredibly strong, but after all if running for two miles with a load on his back is very difficult, maybe it's just not the case with him, other people will feel tired when they have to experience the same thing as themselves.
He is not a pretentious man, he admitted, if walking two miles with conditions like this, he would be exhausted.
He who looked exhausted finally stopped under a tree that was hundreds of years old standing and growing firmly on the cliff, alone without friends and family..
To be honest, describing the position of the tree until it was like that was a bit excessive. So it's better to end the story and drama of a hundred-year-old tree growing on top of that cliff.
He took Alexa down from his back, and soon he transformed himself into an ordinary human figure.
He then approached Alexa, justifying Alexa's position to be more comfortable, and finally sat next to Alexa who was still unconscious.
Huhhh!
He looked at Alexa's peaceful but slightly withered face, a tiny face that had fought as hard and as hard as she could to defend her group and carry the names of her father and mother.
The struggle of this girl is indeed very heavy, heavier than the journey of Shaga as far as two miles with a load on his back.
Shaga smiled, but the smile on her lips also painted a deep sadness in her heart for Alexa. The girl who had to fight and force herself to be a tough woman.
Of course anyone would feel pity. Not because of what, when friends on campus they spend their youth with happiness, poya-foya, playing with their friends out there, but different from Alexa.
Whether in the human world, or the world of her native birthplace, she still has to be a tough woman who lives surrounded by danger.
"I don't know what happened to you after this, but I really hope you'll be okay." Shaga still looks at Alexa's face.
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"No!! aaaa!!!"
While the riots still occur inside the last house where they hid.
The flies continued to enter one by one into the last house that became a hiding place for all those who remained.
Though the door was closed very tightly from the inside, but the cracks in the entrance that made the flies still fluttered into the house.
Swoshis!
Occasionally young men there appear to use wooden beams to get rid of the flies, but in any case they are too numerous to be attacked with makeshift tools.
"Stop all of you!!"
It seemed to be heard from within the voice of someone who was valiantly trying to advance to the frontlines and intending to destroy the flies.
He walked towards the door, making everyone feel anxious.
"Master, don't!"
"What are you gonna do? you want to kill us all?" ask a man on one side still in the house.
The young man drew closer to Wilmer, showed two stones he was holding, and then gave them to Wilmer.
Wilmer just stared at them all, and showed the oil along with the two stones in their hands.
"You don't want to trust me? that so?" wilmer asked everyone there, especially the man who had just charged Wilmer.
Everyone is silent. They can't answer anything else to Wilmer. They were just seen standing on the safe side, and then watching what Wilmer was going to do to the flies.
"Are you ready, son?" wilmer asked the young man beside him.
"Yes, I'm always ready!"
Wilmer finally started reaching for the door, trying to open it slowly, and then, finally, the door opened wide.
They were surprised, seeing the flocks of flies that had changed more and more, surrounded the house and presumably they knew that the house became a hiding place for people.
But Wilmer and the young man bravely took the initiative to attack.
"You ready??"
"Do it!!"
Rrrrrrrrr
"Now!!"
Byur!!
Ck!
The blusss!!
"Snuggle!!"
Everyone seemed to be ducking on the ground, along with the sudden overflowing fire outside the house.
Except for Wilmer who after doing the action he immediately closed the door, and then held the door so as not to break down when the fire began to burn the flies.
For a moment the atmosphere seemed a little tense. Tense because of the vibration that is very felt in the house, it feels almost collapsed the house.
But after a few minutes passed, finally the atmosphere became calm again, not better, because in fact out there are still many flies that still roam coolly.
But a little better conditions that do not want to be wasted by Wilmer. The man quickly carried the oil in the other container, followed by the young man next to him, and then they went back to the second action.
In the midst of the chaos of the flies, the two men were seen piling up a lot of piles of wood from the former building of the house, and they also watered with kerosene.
"Come on, kid, we don't have much time."
Wilmer said to the young man next to him.
The man immediately took his stone again, and re-lit the fire from there.
The blouse!!
The fire was burning and blazing so fiercely devoured the pile of wood.
Ha. ha. ha...
A satisfied laugh appeared on Wilmer's face, when he found the flies flying away, and many died from the burning heat of the fire.
"We finally did it, son!" wilmer said to the young man next to him.
The young man seemed to laugh cheerfully just like Wilmer did.
He seemed to hug each other satisfied with Wilmer, and again he stared at the departure of the flies away, with a number that was no longer even the same, maybe only one thousand left.
"Alright, we've made it now" Wilmer told the man.
He also did not forget to put a smile on his lips, "all this would not work without you!" mr. Wilmer said to the young man in front of him.
The man could only be seen looking into Wilmer's eyes with pleasure. He never looked at anyone else until it was like that, apparently Wilmer was really amazed at him.
"I owe you one too" the young man replied.
For a moment the two people looked silent at each other, until finally Wilmer who first took the initiative to hug the man.
Hap!
Puk!
Puk!
"I'm proud of you, son, I'm proud of you and your courage!"
Wilmer said to the man.
"But what about the flies? are they going to go back to where they came from, or are they going to transmigrate to somewhere else?"
Wilmer asked as he looked up at the sky, and then found the flies still flying in groups away from the settlement.
Whatever happens, everyone is over, everything has changed for the better, and in the future, those who are left must become better individuals.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...