Gone

Chapter 7- Gone

Pain. Searing agony. That was all the Gone could remember, except... a face. Jet-black hair, almond-shaped emerald eyes. Hatred coursed through its seared body. How it survived the fire was unknown to it, but it had. When the Gone had finally come to, his whole body screamed in agony at the slightest movement. But, still, he had painstakingly dragged himself from the cave. Now, he was plotting revenge. He let out one croaking howl, announcing that he had found prey to the other Gone. If he could not kill the humans, than the thousands upon thousands of Gone forces would.