black bird
Flames licked at her skin, searing her flesh in permanent marks. She didn't care. All that mattered was getting these people to safety. Later she could sit down and stare aimlessly at the scars and burns on her arms and wonder what the hell had encouraged her to join the military. In front of her one of the buildings burned, it's structure beginning to collapse in on itself as the flames licked at the sky. Inside she could hear the screams and please of the people she hadn't managed to save, the people who mattered most to her. She could hear Alex's scream above the rest, and her heart threatened to give out on her. Alex. The one person in the galaxy who saw her for more than she was. The person who managed to see past the scars she had gained during her time in the gangs, managed to see part the records and harsh words. The man who loved her for herself and not for the scars that lined her body. Clutching her gun tightly she sighed before turning to the civilians. “We have to barricade ourselves in. We want to funnel them down towards our position so that they're easier to take out. Does anyone know of an area we can place our wounded?” Hands went up throughout the group and Juliette bit back a noise of frustration. She'd had to deal with this quickly and carefully if she didn't want to lose the rest of the civilians. Right now these lives were depending on her, even as they watched the building fall apart and listened to the screams of those trapped. “Let's move out.” She murmured quietly, bringing her gun up and lifting her chin. Alex's screams continued as she lead the people away from the building, and she closed her eyes for a moment, and locked the scream away. She'd carry that scream with her forever. Even if she forgot his face, or the way his voice sounded in the morning when she woke up next to him, she'd never forget the way his scream sounded above the roar of flames.