Denial of the truth

Sounds of gunfire and screeches hung heavily in the air even drilling into the ears of those in the truck, though they couldn't see what was going on outside, the tension was killing them, and it was much better to join the fight than stay down here and be shown no progress of the battle.

Angel and Amelia sat next to each other, their eyes closed as they listened to the tune of the battle, the moment the intensity of the gunfire drops then they would know it was either ammo was out or someone is dead. 

Suddenly Angel's eyelids trembled and, a memory flashed. 

***

"Dad how smart are these Nightmares?" a blonde-haired man with a nice facial structure asked a man who had almost the same looks but with brown hair and spectacles resting on his nostrils.

She was in the sitting room at that moment and the discussion caught her attention which made her listen to the conversation between her brother and father.