Last Stand

Faith’s diary...

31st October 2018,

Hell has broken lose... it must have been a week or so ago when Ash did something I wouldn’t have thought, none of us would have. He walked into the compound and killing the Peggies insight whilst taking endless rounds killed Joseph dying next to him. A lot of the Peggies are confused about the tactic and how his chances of surviving was virtually zero and Jacob comforting me knew like I that this was the point, I hate myself for it both by Brother and friend both dead. This isn’t what the Father said would happen, we were the sacrifices not him! Did Ash know this and broke the order or prophecy or did he just blame himself for not helping me? Jacob thinks I am to blame for not listening to him or thinking it from his view; Jacob is always good like this despite not caring about people. The question is who takes over for us and what’s next? Is this the collapse? I prefer Jacob he isn’t as devout toward faith but he would be easily better then John and he has the means to enforce it. I was surprised by the reaction of Jacob who actually said he was “Strong” closing Ash’s eyes and handed the body back to the resistance... he said something about respecting the scarifies on both sides. Joseph was buried under what remained of his chapel and was mourned by us all and Ash, he was buried at the crash site that first brought him here. I went to both and I must say I was treated fairly by the resistance who despite their glares understood why I was present. Is it weird that I cried more for Ash then Joseph... I think about it now and think not because he tried to save me from myself and what I am now but he loved me to. I think back when I can about him and when we were younger hanging out together, our first soccer game where he lied about my sex, our first kiss among other events and when I can I take some bliss to make me remember of an happier time, I don’t let my brothers know because they will think I am weak but I miss him a lot, I always felt protected when he was alive, he would be the one doing the groundwork and hunting the Peggies and he wouldn’t kill me but none of that matters now, I just want to make it clear that whenever I die that I will be buried next to him even if it isn’t in my territory. Maybe he was right, maybe it is all a myth from one mad man if so then we have committed so many crimes just to indulge his fantasy! I don’t know what to think anymore.