Reborn from the ashes ...

The world had changed and suddenly. Without any warning. The cities were empty and silent concrete clusters. They were like ghost towns. It wasn't because economic activity was over or because of floods or droughts. It was worse.

It was a natural disaster. The terrestrial ecosystem was undergoing mutations. Little threatening animals dominated large expanses of land, demarcating territory and people no longer cared. The important thing was to escape, to stay alive in the search for refuge. Survive a practically lethal virus and resist extinction.

-Organize. Keep calm. The ship's shields will maintain protection! the voice echoed loud and authoritative over the shouting.

People ran. A few days ago the sight of a spaceship would have attracted curious eyes, fear of the unknown and attention from local governments. People just didn't care anymore. The reality was so suddenly frightening and different that nothing seemed so unreal.

The planet brought new threats that were more real and fearful than we could ever imagine. The end of life on the planet would not be due to natural disasters.

The doors to the huge hangar were open. There were between them and the people who ran desperate creatures imaginable before created by radiation exposure and genetic engineering.

Zorack followed the noisy human mass, indifferent to those who fall. Some were trampled on and even then the screams were covered by the general shouting. There was fear. Nobody knew what to expect. Or how to defend yourself.

The hands that kept her upright while she was being pulled on the run were steady. She would have easily fallen or been trampled. The body finally took the hardship. The girl was tormented with thirst and hunger, curbing her dizziness and weakness.

There were shots. There were angry screams. And there were those terrible things. She took a deep breath when reached the safety of the solid walls and fell off balance. Breathless.

The hangar was huge with abandoned jets and inefficient without pilots. A single ship made a difference by releasing light rays accompanied by metallic sounds when blocking the entrance to the place. Angel, like the others, saw with relief the doors that closed to the outside and hostile world, making that place a refuge.

The voices were raised in amazement and disbelief. It was a spaceship. For years, the existence of extraterrestrial forms had been denied by governments. Amazement and curiosity sharpened the spirits of the strongest when it landed softly, floating before in the air and landing on the concrete.

They were not little green men that everyone expected. The small crew of the Spartackus left their safe cocoon, bringing medical equipment to the wounded. And it looked almost human if it weren't for the different, piercing eyes, the large posture and the strange clothes.

Zorack knew all this when his crew left the bridge to land and faced the few survivors in the local towns. They were all survivors of the same evil, who for some reason they were unaware of had been approved by an alien natural selection. They faced the same enemy and that bond forged links between them.

He looked at the unknown faces there, aware only that the search sensors finally pointed out what he was looking for. Hybrid DNA. Angel was in his arms and among those frightened, injured and helpless people.

-Caílin ... -The name stuck in his throat when he admired the dear face.

There were curious looks. Questions that echoed silently in the tension-laden air. Everyone looked. Everyone was talking at the same time.

-We're stuck! - Someone shouted hysterically.

- We're safe for now! Zorack took a deep breath, the years of training coming up as stared at the crowd.

The whispers came low.

- Safe ?! Do you call that insurance? someone else shouted in disgust.

Zorack there was a stranger. Sometimes words were unnecessary. His breathing quickened.

-We are safe! - the firmness in the words caused more astonishment. - It's an invasion. Only today I tell you that humanity has resisted extinction. There were few. In addition to the stars you know, there is a universe. Humans are not the only forms of life we ​​know...

Forgetting about the tumult while Max took care of the first emergencies, Zorack carefully laid Angel down on the floor, listening for the groans of his tight mouth.

-My beautiful ...- his voice came in a whisper, noting the eyes full of dark circles and the cuts on the woman's face. - What happened?

Angel's appearance was pure exhaustion and the difficulty in breathing ... Then the horror left him paralyzed for a moment. Right after that, the possessive hands lifted the shirt, exposing part of Angel's abdomen where a big blue stain marked the white skin. Through all the delicate skin he could see disturbed marks of fangs that made his world collapse at the thought of the horrors she would have suffered far from his eyes. The certainty that Ravenack made it very clear that it was her property made him swear under his breath.

-Zorack ... - the murmur came too low ...

-God! My God! Not! Nooo! Stay awake! Look at me.

Angel opened her eyes with difficulty at the sight of her dreams. the voice does not come from dry and injured lips. Zorack gasped when a light, trembling hand touched his face.

-I ... I love you ... Sorry...

She passes out weakly in his arms, breathing in painful gasps.

-I love you. Sorry, baby. Come back, come back to me ...

Without a reaction, Max approached taking the inert girl from his friend's arms and placing her on the floor while someone joined in doing cardiac massage alternating with mouth to mouth breathing.

Zorack's face is that of a condemned man holding his cold fingers between his in a painful groan.

-Please, Caílin. Fight. It will come back to me. I need you ... I need you to fight it ...

The words are carried by the crowd's frightened shouting. The minutes extend like hours and the most urgent first aid is done quickly by an astonished doctor until the eyes of both meet.

-She will survive ... - Grant says taking a deep breath.- Is the girl important to you?

Zorack shakes his head in disbelief and lost in darkness. If Angel was important to him?

The image of Klaus as a ghost came back from the past haunting his worst fears.

-She goes... This girl is my life. - the words are firm and decided, doctor.

Around them, a small curious crowd watches the scene. And nothing else matters to the Spartackus captain. The long journey is over. Regardless of the fate that awaited them on the other side of those concrete walls, a single thought held him steady. She was in his arms again. It didn't matter what had happened. At that moment all he wanted was to close his eyes next to her and rest. Fatigue weighed on the shoulders.

That day it ended they had fought and won the first of the battles. Humanity was still walking on the colony of the blue planet. Other challenges would have to wait for the rescue of the survivors. This was a concern that would remain for the next day.

He was now breathing with relief as took the precious burden of the woman he loved in his arms. It was all that was enough for him. It was everything he wanted most. Much more than the revenge that had driven him there guided by hatred and revolt. From the ashes, the abandoned hope was reborn for the first time since the captivity and mines of N'Tirlay.

Good. And it ended here. And there is also the ending of Zorack and Angel. Anyone who wants the rest can check the complete book through Amazon. My thanks to those who followed the history of the K'Aldriants. Ah, the story is not over. A lot is going to happen. can follow in the book: Hybrid- the Apocalypse The Hybrid version. Klaus' apocalypse is only available in English, telling the romance between the two.

To be continued...

By from Cassie and Neo.