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Promises left on the sand(megatrash/freedom)

"Nope. Nope, nope, nope. Not leaving you, Cam. You're gonna make it. I promise you you're going to make it." As her eyes closed, Justin scooped her up in his arms and retreated back into the bunker. Jes shouted a few commands as her squad fired into the darkness of the city, one of her platoon falling to the ground with an arrow jutting out of his neck. Curses littered the air along with steady streams of gunfire, Justin using the chaos as cover to find a safe place to address Cam's wound. He leaned against the left wall of the entranceway, his shoulder finding a switch, which he activated by lifting up with the central head of the muscle. Dim lightbulbs flickered to life on the ceiling above to reveal the inside of what was once a tavern. The cherry/oak counter had been repurposed to house medical supplies, food and ammunition while behind the counter where panels of glass once stood were retrofitted weapon holders that held an assortment of melee weapons and a few worn-out guns that had been scavenged from old military outposts. Tables and chairs were scattered across the main room, Justin finding a table that was as sturdy as ancient furniture could be and laid Cam out, her legs dangling off the table. The arrow was embedded in the side of her abdomen, which meant that it was actually causing a lot of the bleeding that would've been occurring to congeal. Once he pulled that arrow out, she was going to start losing blood fast. As quickly as he could he rummaged behind the counter and withdrew a number of medical supplies, including some of the strongest distilled alcohol Mary could've brewed up.
"This is going to hurt like nothing else." He mumbled as he set the supplies on a nearby chair, Jes's voice floating in as he grabbed the length of the arrow:
"And that's why we're the best this world is EVER going to see!" She exclaimed, walking in triumphantly with the rest of her squadron.
"Got em all?"
"Yup. We did lose Saul..." She trailed off for a brief moment, the rest of her squad looking to her, which earned a quick glare from their fearless commander. Resuming her normal, exuberant state, she finished:
"But Saul would've wanted us to keep moving, so that's what we're gonna do." Jes walked next to Justin, a frown coming onto her face.
"Gonna need help keeping her down."
"I was going to ask you for it."
"Good. Not like I was going let you do this by yourself. You need a woman's touch." He chuckled as he grabbed the arrow, Jes placing her hands firmly on Cam's upper legs. In a swift motion, Justin withdrew the arrow out of Cam's side.
"I'm so sorry, Cam! Just hang tight!" He sterilized the wound with a pad coated in alcohol before placing a large bandage over the wound.
"Jes, her shirt."
"Right." She lifted Cam's shirt, helping Justin secure the gauze around her waist. Another few moments and they had her mid-section bandaged up as tight as they could.
"Hey...hey, you doing ok?" The question had an air of apology to it, seeing as he did just cause her massive pain.

Promises left on the sand(megatrash/freedom)

Ah! No, Cam! Don't die yet! You have too much to live foooorrrrrr...

...

I'm never leaving for that long again
xD

On a serious note, will reply today. Most of my seniors had prom this past weekend, so I'm assuming 90% of them are still asleep in random parts of a beach house.

Shadows moving in the dark(Fabricant451/Freedomliveson)

Thank you SO MUCH for being patient with me!

Shadows moving in the dark(Fabricant451/Freedomliveson)

"It wasn't a 'near fall', it was more of a...feigned swoon." He chuckled lightly, leaning his head out of the open window. Even with his enhanced hearing and sight, their assailants had blended back into the fold of Metropolis like they were shadows. He knew someone who was awfully good at that trick...maybe he had some experience with these kinds of attackers? Maybe even knew who they were?
"Let's see if we can't get our favorite grumpy Bat to do some recon for us. Maybe he can come up with a way to reverse the effect of whatever was coating their blades. It shouldn't take him longer than a hour, right?" It was then that Clark heard it. A soft whisper, a delicate wind that floated past his ear. There were words in the whisper, garbled and hopeless, but if he just strained hard enough...

Nothing.

He shook his head. Probably nothing.
"Let's get moving, then. Here's hoping we can make sure none of your other sisters have to fall today."

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The carnage. Everywhere.

As Clark's feet touched down on the shores of Themyscira, his senses were buffeted by the coppery smell of blood, the choking aroma of billowing smoke and the faint gasps of the mortally wounded who knew their time was running out faster than they could control. It was humbling to see such a proud race seemingly decimated in one stroke, to se-

"DIANA!" Up ahead, a blonde haired girl with her once elegantly white tunic stained with crimson matter sprinted towards them. Upon reaching the duo, she looked to Clark, brow furrowed.
"Who...who are you?"
"A friend who's willing to help." The girl's gaze went from the oddly costumed man to a much more familiar sight.
"Diana, there are..are..so few of us left. I'm so glad you came back. There are more of them coming through one of the portals..."
"Portals?" Clark looked to Diana, his turn to be mystified.
"Yes, the portals." She seemed to scoff at his ignorance as she continued:
"We tried to route them off, but...but we couldn't. They have blades that cut through flesh like I've never seen. I had to run, you know, I couldn't..." Tears welled up in her eyes as Clark asked:
"Where are the 'portals' you set up?"

Promises left on the sand(megatrash/freedom)

Thank you so much for being patient with me! :)

Promises left on the sand(megatrash/freedom)

Frenzied shouts of agony and triumph sang through the air, prompting Justin to pop his head out from behind the mound of sandbags just a few feet away from the entrance to command.
"Faaantastic." He mumbled a string of curses to himself as Jes's squad continued to unload their scant ammunition on the attackers, Justin fully aware that they were going to run out soon. It wasn't as if they had an arms factory to produce bullets and weapons en mass; in fact, if his memory served him correctly, the armory had been rather bare when Justin had secured a pistol. There was no way they could last in hand to hand combat, no wa-

"Justin." Ryken's gravely voice floated next to Justin, the scout turning his head to find the older man decked out in ebony colored knee pads and body armor that covered most of his upper trunk, a silver pistol in his right hand.
"Ryk, you shouldn't be out here."
"I won't let our people go down without making sure I make an impact first." He got down on one knee and handed Justin a bronze key as he told him:
"Get to the bunker just outside the city and I'll send a squadron to accompany you both. We'll make our stand here and send our survivors when we have a chance."
"Ryk..."
"No, Justin. I won't try to make a poetic stand and get us all killed. We'll have a better chance of sending some of us out now in the chaos instead of trying to wait this assault out." Ryken raised his pistol and fired over the sandbags, four bullets connecting with two targets that were attempting to flank Jessica's position.
"ALL OUT!" One of Jessica's men shouted, the same sentiment shared by another, then finally Jes herself, who followed that up with a string of curses loud enough to ensure that those who had fallen in the conflict would hear. Thankfully
"Jessica! Get your men back inside, recover whatever supplies you can find and accompany Justin and Cameron!"
"Sir?!"
"That's an order, Jessica!" The muscles in her neck visibly tensed as she waved her squad back into command to comply with the order, the wafting scents of blood and sweat seeming to coat the entire settlement. Smoke was billowing from the southern and eastern part of Omega, gunshots and screams dotting the night.

The squadron returned with duffel bags slung across their backs, faces attempting to mask their anger at leaving their fellow Omega citizens behind.
"Sir, I think this is a huge mistake." Ryken nodded in agreement.
"In any other situation, I would agree with you, but we're overrun, bleeding from every direction...we need to send our survivors out now before our attackers swallow us all whole. Now go." With that, Ryken left, gun held out in front of him. Justin looked to Cam, his gaze lingering for a few moments, indecision rooting him to the ground.
"Do I..." He looked to Ryken's shrinking form, then to Cam.
"I need to..."
"You need to respect that man's wishes." Jessica's hand shot out and grabbed Justin's arm.
"We move out just like he said. You know as well as I do that the bunker can hold almost all of us. There's still hope. We just have to keep moving." She smiled gently as she told him:
"All things work together for good, right?" He snorted.

They wormed their way out of the settlement through the shattered north wall, barely avoiding death several times from stragglers or wounded that felt like they needed to inflict one last kill before they went to their death. Jes took the lead as they forged north of the settlement. About twenty blocks of street were between them and the settlement when Justin pointed at stone steps that led to a thick wooden door.
"Right." Jes descended, Justin handing her the key as his eyes scanned the darkness as thoroughly as he could. Something just seemed...off.
"Cam." He walked to her before lowering his voice:
"The past five blocks I've just this weird feeling...don't know if someone's watching us or following us or if I'm spooked. Am I nuts or you feel the same way?"

Promises left on the sand(megatrash/freedom)

Don't know if you saw my status, but I JUST got hired at a career-defining job, so my wife and I are currently in the process of trying to get our stuff sorted to move...we also want to adopt dogs, move our piano and make sure she recovers from an illness she's been dealing with.

So that's my way of saying I'm not ignoring our thread! Things have just been throwing themselves in front of me! Thanks SO much for your patience and I will get to this ASAP

Promises left on the sand(megatrash/freedom)

Hey, so I'm at a conference today, so I won't be posting till Monday.

Have a great weekend :)

Shadows moving in the dark(Fabricant451/Freedomliveson)

Hey, so I'm at a conference today, so I won't be posting till Monday.

Have a great weekend :)

Promises left on the sand(megatrash/freedom)

Man, Cam can't catch a break, can she? Death just seems to follow her everywhere xD