Chapter 3

HUH?!

Kira went to the kitchen, exhausted, after explaining to

practically every passenger of the ship what had happened

last night. Athren came in they looked each other for a

while in silence: “I…” Athren begun to say, but Kira

interrupted him, brutally, after remembering something

important: “we’re landing on earth?!” Athren saw him and

said, a little confused for the sudden interruption.

“Yeah… is there something wrong about that?” Kira said no

with his head as Athren explained that they had already

landed on it, but the family reunions where not until 9:00.

It was 7:30. But they didn’t have long time to chat

because as soon as Athren finish saying those words, the

ship’s alarm rang. The both ran to find the captain and

found her re-charging her gun: “what’s wrong captain?”

“It’s just that some girl unfiltered the—WATCH OUT!!” Kira

and Athren got down as a bullet just landed in the right

spot where Athren had his hands just a second ago. “We’ll

take care of her. Just stay safe, captain.” She hesitated

for a moment, and then ran to her room. “Where is

she!!” Athren scram at Kira “there!” He said

pointing at a boy that had a rifle in his hand, and a

black hat on. He had a blouse, and some jean-colored

shorts, brown boots. Athren shot him, missed. He jumped at

the intruder by behind, knocking him down, he tried to

stab him with a knife, and Athren gave him a punch in his

face. A crimson liquid started running through his face:

blood. He took Athren off, as he did Athren accidentally

let go of his gun. They both stood frozen for a second. Who

grabbed that gun was the one who was going to be able to

survive. They looked at each other for a second and ran

for it. Athren was going to get it but before he could

take it, his opponent grabbed his shirt, Bringing Athren

down. Athren growled, grabbed his knife, took the stranger

and was just to kill him, when, his hat felled down,

unleashing a long red hair. Athren stood stupidly just like

that, so surprised, still with his hand on her neck. Could

that be? He looked at her face, beautiful factions, green

eyes, pale skin, crimson lips, almost as crimson as blood,

he thought, and a long red hair falling on her shoulders.

It couldn’t be! He’s opponent was really a….? “HUH?!”