Thomas Sanders Sides OneShots 4

Don't touch - Patton & Coram Deo

He was coming up to the traffic lights he needed to use to cross the road, so to indicate to the person behind he stuck up his right hand (as the traffic lights were on the right) and kept it there while slowly slowing down. Every time he did this he clenched the end of his shirt so tight his knuckles turned white, but living like this was a lottery everyday.

Thankfully, he managed to get into the red space and pressed the button so the lights would turn red and he could cross. While he waited, he flinched when a scream sounded from down the road. Whipping his head in it's direction, he saw a crowd of people breaking away from the lines and jumping onto the road - from a young age people were taught to jump onto the road incase of emergencies (cars stopped when they censored something before them) and this emergency was someone fell over. That usually was what it was, that and people running.

No one was allowed to run in public. Ever. It was one of the most dangerous acts they could commit.

Patton watched as the crowd, horrified, gazed at two people who were on the floor, one laying on the other, their bodies frozen in paralysed shock. Then, they began to cry, crying until their bodies were nothing more than two piles of dust.

Patton closed his eyes and hurried over the streets as fast as he was allowed to go.

This was why he needed to get to those people in time. He couldn't let this continue anymore.

"We thought you weren't coming" Steffan spoke up to Patton who had rushed down the beach towards the group of teenagers. "Sorry" he panted, "distracted, someone fell" he waved off, every one of the teenagers tensed, knowing what he meant.

"How many?" Another member of their small group, Aubree, asked. "Two"

And the conversation ended there.

The five of them climbed aboard the boat that belonged to Dillon. He inherited it from his parents when they were killed after someone ran into them. He was also taught how to steer it, so he was basically the captain, standing behind the wheel and turning on the motor.

Patton sat towards the front of the boat on one of the benches on the side, placing his bag by his feet. Steffan sat right at the end, head facing the vast ocean ahead, determination set in his harsh blue eyes. Aubree and the other girl, Blair, sat opposite Patton but with at least a few feet's space between them, Aubree brought out one of her many weapons she brought along from her bag, looking over them while she polished. Patton guessed she had cleaned these many times in the upcoming weeks, but it was something to do, something to remind them all of what they were about to do.

All the teenagers here had a reason for this mission; Patton lost his brother; Steffan lost his mother; Aubree lost her nieces; Dillon lost his parents and Blair lost her twin sister. They were all fuelled with anger and vengeance.

Vengeance for the people who were killed by the power of Coram Deo.

Coram Deo was a powerful entity, the most powerful in the universe. In fact she was created with the birth of the universe. She created everything that humans know to this day; space, galaxies, the solar system, planets, animals, sea, fish, them. She was their god.

And yet she was the most hated thing by every single human alive.

She lived on this Earth, for it was the only one she gave intelligent life to, on a remote island accessible from southeastern America. On a map it was under the 'T' in Atlantic Ocean. Many centuries ago people went from far and wide to the island to try and defeat or befriend the entity; but no one ever came back. There wasn't a single survivor. Not ever.

Which was why Patton knew he wouldn't return home after this; he knew this was the last thing he'd ever do, but it's for his brother, and possibly to give people a better life, without having to worry about the people around them.