mrhorselover28

The Arbiter stood before the monument, glancing back over his shoulders. Some of the soldiers were still watching him like he was the enemy, like any moment he'd go on a rampage and kill them all. Did any of them even know that he was one of the few elites that were siding with them? Did they realize that without his words they would all be dead? He doubted it, and he didn't care. As long as they didn't shoot him it didn't matter that they didn't trust him. The elite had waited until the main group for the ceremony had left. Once they had he'd returned to stand before the broken metal that stood as a reminder of the humans that had gone thro