I snickered and the lights went off, the expanse radiated a soft red underneath us and we looked around.

  Gasps erupted as we floated in the room, all of us were out of control while it developed into an ocean, bubbles escaped my mouth as we saw unusual merpeople.

With the head of snappers and bluish-grey humanoid bodies with gills on their sides.

Unlike us, they were very much harmonized to the water.

"How are we supposed to fight these things if we can't even throw a punch?"

Shadow Recruit: Mutant Madness

"Rest well, soldier" The gravestone read. 


Emma dropped the kangaroo crest on top and looked back at Darcy holding on to the flowers with dread. Afraid to drop them. 


"I haven't had time to mourn them properly." She said with a little crack in her voice. 


"Sorry," Quinn said coming closer, his eye twitched, he wasn't great at showing sympathy but he was in the best place to know what it felt like to lose a loved one. They all did, Konstante, Pietro, Emma, even Frieda. 


 He raised a hand to her and he grunted when she hugged him. 


 The graves were lined up together, the sun beamed on the local cemetery, the white blossoms on the trees swayed at the breeze. The rays aligned on an angel statue. Dew dropped from its sculpted hands to her cheek. 


 She sat behind the statue to keep away from the sun. She could almost imagine Mila smiling and folding her arms casually with her eyes lowered, making a joke. 


Chapter 32: Human