With a lightning strike, she started screaming and his body fell through the table in the front room with a crash. “Medic, NOW!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, franticly trying to cover his wounds . His body lay sprawled out covered in blood as people rushed around him. The hysteria filled the room, as the alarms sounded and young soldiers rushed forward guns drawn. Seeing the dead man laying on the table they quickly retreated into the background. She didn’t have time to explain how they landed in their living area or why the man sprawled out across their table was practically dead filled with bullet holes and blood oozing out of every body part, she just continued to scream for help until it arrived.
His body jumped off the table as electricity ran through him. The medics worked franticly on the man as a few bystanders took in the scene from a distance. “That man…..he looks like” a young girl spoke in a soft tone. “Don’t even say it….I know what you’re thinking and don’t even say it” another one spoke quietly. They continued to watch the doctors work on him, unleashing a wave of tiny robot spiders that crawled all over his torn and ripped body. The spiders moved freely working their way into and around his body, all the time reading his DNA and removing anything that was foreign. The clang of bullets started to hit the floors over and over dumping bullet after bullet onto the floor. The metal feathers fluttered to the ground one after another leaving his back clean of all trace.
Once again his body came off the table, as the spider like surgeons once again crawled over his face and onto his face. They pulled at his eyes and removed the cybernetic optics that once glowed blue. With a gasp he came back to life, breathed out a scream. Everyone watched as he sat up and shook the remaining spiders off of him. In his darkness he screamed again until he heard her voice. “It’s ok baby, it’s ok! I’m right here.” With a deep breath he calmed down and listened to the sounds of her breath. Slowly his body began to heal and his wounds began to close on their own. His eyes once cybernetic replacements grew back to their deep green color. Her face came into focus in the soft light. “Mani.”
The room took a collective sigh as he sat up on the table. His body was covered in body head to toe and his face was a red mask. He spat blood onto the floor and his mouth that once was filled with the taste of cooper was clearing. He whipped his forehead to keep his long hair that was soaked in blood out of his eyes. A young lady tenitively made her way to him with a clean wet towel, and as he wiped his face he room shifted with excitement. “I told you it was him” a whisper came from a corner. Hawk took in the people in the room, scanning each one of their faces looking for anyone he might recognize. There were none, but the room he had been too many times. Looking eye to eye with each of them he quickly studied them, until he came upon a little girl who stared at the wall above his head. Hawk smiled at her as she looked from his face back over his head. Hawk turn and glanced at what she was looking at, only to see a portrait on the wall behind him. His eyes looked back at him from the picture and below the picture read a quote. “Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends”
Two days later
He walked with the de facto leader of what once would have been called the Wolf Pack. Now they were a group of pre-teens and a few older people here and there. All of the men and women of age to fight had died, on the battle field either rebelling against the system or just searching for food. The old grizzled man spoke to them as they walked. “The world had been shaken an changed in the last several years. Non-humans had become hunted down and eradicated, no questions asked, no trail needed. Anti-metas groups ran the streets freely burning and stalking down non-humans as if they were a rouge pack of dogs. A few groups had tried to stand against them only to be broken and scattered like the wind. We have given up fighting and now just try to survive.”
Hawk walked out into the once glorious courtyard of the Wolf Pack and only saw a ruin. They climbed to the tower were Hawk used to look for miles, now smoke and destruction was all that he saw. The world had fallen and all that was left was ruin. There was no one left to fight, the heroes were all but dead. A once proud warrior stood and looked out over the land that he once love and only saw destruction caused by hate.
“What caused this old man? What was the spark that set it off?” The old man explained what he knew and what he could remember. They talked for hours about the past, or to Hawk the future, until Hawk had enough. He looked out over the remains of the fallen world and said to the man briefly before walking away. “It’s time to fight again.”