• The four of us lay on the battlefield, battered and beaten, unable to even attempt to stand, our enemies eyes stained as red as the blood on their weapons, "What do you have to gain from this?!" I coughed up some blood "Why do you hunt us?!"
    "You scum must be wiped out, Tsk, resistance weaklings."
    "even if we are dead the resistance will prevail over that tyrannical A**h*** we call lord." My greatest companion, Alan, said weakly.
    one of the men laughed "Oh really? If we've heard correctly you four are the best they've got."
    My sister Jean laughed "Actually we've already won."
    "What?"
    Jean said weakly, "we were just a distraction so the others could take down that weakling you call master"
    "S***! You three stay and execute the four!" The largest man ordered, "The rest of you come with me!" They ran off
    "Guess this is the end..." Alan's wife Charlotte weakly exclaimed.
    "at-least we died fighting" I responded with hardly enough energy to breathe.
    "Shawn is right..."
    The three executioners drew their razor sharp blades laughing menacingly. "So who do we start with? How about this one? they turned to Alan.
    He looked to Charlotte "I lo..." They struck him in the chest.
    "no..." MY vision was beginning to fade, as I had lost tons of blood.
    They then executed Charlotte, and just as they held their blades to strike on Jean, I blacked out.