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Declaration

We'd started out a long time ago, as the hunter seeking a prey, nothing more, nothing less. It was a struggle, having to break down barriers and protocol, but in the end it happened, and we emerged unscathed. Or so we thought. It started out as an adventure, a joining of good and evil, the civilized meeting the wild, each side hoping to defeat the other and come out on top. But somewhere along the way, we came to an agreement, an understanding that perhaps, there was room for the good and the bad. That was the plan anyhow.

Somewhere, down one winding path or another, we realized that things were changing, provoked or spontaneous, no one was sure, Nonetheless, it was a fact, and we, as a whole, had to deal with what came our way.

It was as though we were standing at the top of a hill, our followers looking up at us from below, urging, pleading for guidance, forgiveness; any raw emotion we could spare. And we tried, gods know we did; we tried to be there, to bring about this overwhelming feeling of comfort and joy. But I don't think it worked.

You once said you would try to get us home, no, not try; you *would* get us home, back to our families and friends. But somewhere along the way, *try* became *I hope* and eventually, maybe. Finally, you said it didn't matter anyway. What the hell, we were dead to everyone anyway.

When was it that you lost your hope? I can't quite remember when I last saw that sparkle in your eyes. It's been so long since I've seen anything in your eyes, much less a sense of happiness, or even guilt.

You have become nothing.

We began by listening to your words, tying us together as one; you made us stronger than we had ever thought possible. And then you grew quiet, and in turn we started to talk. In the beginning, we wanted to stay, to give up without ever having tried, and then it was *we'll try* and then maybe, and then finally, we'll make it.

We have become something, despite what you said. We're going to survive, going to get through this, or go down fighting. With or without you. But, for my own peace of mind, and for that part of me, who, once, thought of you as more than my friend, I'll ask before we go. Will you come with me?

Fine.

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