Free Guardian Angel by John Davis

herself holding tightly.
    “Um,” she said, approaching him slowly. “I think my friends have figured out we're up here. So it'd probably be best to sit tight and wait for them.”
    “I agree.” Jackson said, using his hand to check the bruises on her face once more. “Are you alright?”
    No verbal reply came, just lips feeling one another out as Jackson wrapped his arms around her, the two warriors for the same cause of freedom kissing deeply, and without pause, for several minutes. Alicia finding herself at home in his strong arms, warming her body as it pressed against the leather of his flight jacket.
     
    “Hell no, terrible plan,” Calypso said. “We move as a group, otherwise the Butchers will be too strong.”
    “I just thought that...” Nadia began to reply.
    “I agree with Calypso,” Certes said. “The Butchers would love nothing more than for us to split up before they find us.”
    “And if they have already called for assistance?” Nadia asked.
    “They haven't. They still have a majority of their group living, so they won't call for help. It would appear as though they are weak. They want to find us, slay us, and then report that one of their own was killed in the heat of battle. It's how they're wired.” Calypso replied.
    “Well, looks like it's settled. Let's all go find Alicia.” Preacher said.
    And as the group prepared to make their way to the flashing light which was located on the rooftop of a building several hundred feet away, Nadia grew tired of her command being trampled on. She longed for the sight of her German designed airship and the escort soldiers who stood guard around it.
    The group slowly made its way into an alley which remained, for the most part, in complete darkness. They worried of the Butchers spotting them, and also that a citizen of New Kinneston would see them and give away their position. Though they remained indoors, the citizens feared the wrath of Ancients and knew the punishment for harboring a member of the Resistance.
    Of course, there was also the possibility of a Nomad stumbling out into the streets, and they had indeed seen Alicia's group enter town. But, with the heavy drinking and long hours of karaoke in front of them, it was a very slim possibility.              
    Either way, it was safe to assume that a majority of the folk who lived here would certainly turn them over to the Butchers in order to spare their own lives, or the lives of their children.
    They would have taken a different attitude if their military filled with Resistance fighters would have given them any kind of hope. But the few years since Invasion Day had been filled with defeat after crushing defeat, each battle lost taking with it hope that Humanity would survive.
    On Invasion Day, the Empire of Japan fell. Ships littered a sky which was painted with clouds only moments before, raining down missiles that were followed by large ships filled with battle ready soldiers.
    We didn't even know they were ships until the first weapons struck Earth's surface. We had no idea who they were, why they were here or what that wanted from us. Eventually, we captured a few of them alive and began interrogation. The smartest minds on Earth required months to begin pulling their language together, and even then it was broken at best.
    We dubbed them 'Ancients' after finding out they had been here before. Earth was just one of many planets that they harvested resources from, having left our ancestors here millions of years ago. Giving us time to fill our continents with the most valuable resource. Humans. We still don't know where their homeworld is located, or if they even have one. We just know that they are organized enough to disagree more times than not, especially when it comes to the fate of Humanity.
    The only thing that has allowed us to survive is the fact that the Ancients use a strange system of organization, almost as if they have countries within their own race. Some of them