Waya

Waya

A Chapter by MightyMouse

Waya had heard Pip scream and quickly rushed to her aide fearing that the Pests had made it inside. They didn’t.

Pip was curled on the floor with her hands over her head and her face buried in her knees. Waya had tried all he could to get her to move, but she wouldn’t. Rocco, Opal, the twins, and General Ulrich had come rushing up shortly after. They couldn’t get her to move either.

Pip was taken to a small room about the size of a walk in closet. A mattress was placed on the floor to fill in for a bed and Pip had been left lying on it. She didn’t move. She stared at nothing in particular, her eyes glued to something far away, as if she was in shock.

Debates broke out all over about the appointment of a new leader, what to do about the swarm of Pests, the slowly dwindling stash of food. Violent fights were provoked by nothing at all. Waya was the only one who managed to keep it together. With Pip out of commission, it was up to him to stop the fights. He set up a ration system, but the food supply was down to only about one month’s worth of food. It’s been almost two since the swarm of Pests invaded.

Pip is almost never seen now. She hasn’t spoken to anyone, or acknowledged the situation in any way. It’s caused everyone to lose hope: all forty five men, two women, and the only small boy. Nobody hardly says a word to each other. They lay around, each slowly coming to terms with their inevitable demise. Waya knows they all hate Pip for abandoning them in their greatest time of need, but nobody has the energy to express it any more. He, personally, doesn’t blame her at all. In a war against one thousand Pests, with the very small stash of weapons they actually have, giving up was the only logical option. Sebastian, Rocco, Opal, and himself are the only ones who feel that way.

Waya has been sitting round in his room that he shares with Jake and Sebastian watching Jake play with Nibbles and the velociraptor figurine, his only toys. It about killed him to know that Jake was so innocent. Jake didn’t have any idea what was going on. He didn’t understand that they were almost out of food, and that they would all die. He played on the floor like everything was just fine. Tears sting at the back of Waya’s eyes, but he doesn’t let them fall. He has to hold it together. For Jake. He lays back, stares at the ceiling with his hands folded together on his stomach, and wishes for a miracle.



© 2016 MightyMouse



Author's Note

MightyMouse
The next several chapters are kind of short and leave you really confused. Don't worry, it'll all make sense eventually.

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