Earth Warriors (Undergoing Revision)

Chapter 134 - Karma and Effect

4 hours later. 

The once orangeish hue in the sky has turned into a darkened shade of blue, as the few spotlights in the street light up on a few corners of the street in South LA. Silence abounds in the streets after the two raging battles, ones with mostly expected outcomes in an environment expected of an Evolving Zone. This silence has been a common hearing ever since the arrival of the Zlocu, yet on this very day, this deafening silence is one of the magnitudes that hasn't been felt for a long while ever since the formation of the EW. 

While one did result in one clean swoop, the other did end with a heavy price paid. 

As well as two souls that are split, away from the fears regarding each other's feelings over the outcome of today's mission. A mission that should have been their chance to set things right after so much hardship for what they believe in people. Yet, many strings in place prevented that from happening in one way or another, and now they're drifting alone, as their thoughts linger through the mind and soul with one tone in mind. 

Logan and Amira's burdens have never been so heavy in a while, not like this at least. 

On one of the rooftops of one of the buildings that are barely standing amidst some of the wreckage of the city, Amira lays there, sitting near the edge of the building on the west side where there is the landscape of the other side of the city where it's nearly shrouded in darkness, with the only sources of illumination being the fire barrels from the streets below, or the few remaining headlight that are powered by any local energy source nearby, and even so, it's only a matter of time before they're snuffed out too. 

Her eyes look up in the starry night while her head faces down, her shoulders curling over her chest as they quake from her sniffing, her arms hanging at the sides as well as hands that remain still on the floor. With reddened eyes and a trembling chin, it's almost like Amira has nothing to think for anything except for the events today, as well as the memories of a family and planet that are long gone, and even a year later, the scenarios of what her family may think of her latest acts sound through her. 

Father, mother, Varris, everyone... I am so sorry for failing you... 

Everything she has done, all the connections she has built up for many months ever since her encounter, it all feels like it may reach a point of no return for how others may see her, as well as the uncertainty of how her friends will think of her after so many blunders piling up on them day by day. But more than that, if she even deserves to stay with them. 

Such are the consequences of the loss of control of a mind like hers. 

But as she continues staring at the sky, a clapping can be heard nearby, almost like it's coming behind Amira, as well as some steady footsteps that echo through much of the concrete of the rooftop. Amira slightly raises her head upward as her eyes widen, letting out a gasp as she catches onto the identity of the individual approaching. One that is certainly familiar enough to provoke such a reaction from Amira as she starts to breathe deeply in almost every passing second. 

As her eyes turn to face the direction of the figure, one peculiar boot is enough for Amira to wince and even tremble a bit. 

"Oh, is poor little sweet Amira missing something now?" the individual replies with a familiar female voice, one that makes Amira tremble even more as the figure lets out a familiar chuckle while continuing to clap steadily. 

"You...!" Amira replies in a near-breaking tone as it dawns on her the identity of the intruder. 

"Yes, it's me, ever since I saw you in Sorania." Such are the words of Yamja, appearing right in the flesh with the same look, armor, weapons and of course, her wide grin as before.