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This Means War

"Yeah, you're right about that. I mean, one act is what got this whole war started. One act could definitely finish it." I sighed. "So. Where are you from?" I asked, trying to get on a brighter subject. All this talk of war was getting depressing. That's the last thing we needed at the moment.

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"Yeah, I know." I trailed off. "But I think... That if you keep that thought in mind, eventually people will believe it will happen. It's kind of like hope... People give up on a lot of things, but they never give up on hope. And eventually hope drives us to what we really want in life... If that makes sense." I mentally face palmed myself. "It sounded a lot better in my head."

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"What do you mean?" I asked curiously. "Anything is possible if you want it to be. As long as you try hard enough." I picked a flower and began to examine it. It was dark purple on the edges and lightened to yellow towards the center.

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"Yeah, I know what you mean." I nodded in thanks to him as he held the leaves back for me as I walked past. "It's so beautiful. I've been to nice beaches before. But this? This is amazing. Even if it is enemy territory." I ran a hand along a few bushes. "It is liberating." I agreed. "It's so free out here. I mean, if we weren't in a war, we could just run free."

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"Huh?" I paused for a second. "Oh. Yeah, it's beautiful here. It's such a nice sight compared to war and fighting all the time, ya know?" I gave him a small smile. "How about you? Did you imagine it looking like this?" I asked in return.

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"Right." I followed behind him. I was quiet for a bit. Just enjoying the sounds of nature. It was much better than the sounds of gunshots and bombs. I could hear the slight rustle of the leaves in the trees when they wind blew. The chirps of the tropical birds that flew overhead and the faint waves of the ocean hitting the shore.

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"Yeah, sure. Sam and I can go this way. Y'all can go that way." I pointed. "If neither of us find them, we should meet up at the trees that separates the beach from the forest. Right on the edge. But I doubt it'll take that long. One of us should find them before then." I looked to everyone and they nodded.
"And if we run into trouble?" Christy asked.
"Just let us know. Same if we run into trouble. We'll tell you." I glanced at Christy. She looked annoyed.
"Alright. Good luck. Maybe the best team win." Penelope smirked.
"Team? What d'you mean?" Luke raised a brow.
"Why not make this fun? Like a race." She responded.
"Yeah, sure. May the best team win." He said and waved his hand, signaling the others to follow behind him. In just a few seconds, they disappeared into the trees.

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"Alright, then lets get our groups together. Two and three. Who's going with who?" I asked as we continued to walk. It was beginning to get hotter outside. Soon my shirt would start to stick to me and it was still early! I could only imagine how the temperature would rise as the day went on. I grabbed the canteen of water from my pack and took a sip. Putting it back, I ran a hand through my hair.

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I tripped over a few uplifted roots, but caught myself before I could fall. I began to watch the ground as I walked now so it wouldn't happen again. "Ok, so we go deeper." I paused, trying to think of a better way to do this. "Or we could split up. We all have walkie talkies. We have a way to communicate with each other. So whichever group finds them first, we can just tell each other. If we run into trouble or spot anymore Jaxlor's... We'll know." I looked around at everyone. We'd all stopped walking for a minute. "How does that sound?" I asked, wondering if this was a good idea or not.

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Glancingbehind me at Sam, nodding, and letting him know I was listening to him. "We're never going to find them at this rate. We need a map." I mumbled, thinking maybe if we could steal one from the Jaxlor's. I was sure they had one.