4AN: I am writing the next two chapters as from Rayanne's POV. I shared Tristi's POV and got a chapter of both together.
Knight: Yes, i did forget to give you a little bit of background on the girls, so here we are. Their father was human and the mother was Nietzschean. They were brought up on earth before the magog invaded, and that is when Harper brought them aboard the ship.
"Mom, higher!"
The swing was being pushed to the highest it could be. Rayanne was happy, her big sister happy as well. All of a sudden the sky gets black and magog starts raining out of the sky.
"Mom, what is that?"
Right before thier eyes, blood was pouring from the fathers mouth. The mother was dragging the children out of the park and on the way back to the house. She trips, dragging the kids down to the ground. A shadow was over them both...
"...Rayanne...Taylor!"
"AAAHHH!"
She screamed as she sat straight up out of her bed. Harper and Dylan looked at each other with a sigh of relief.
"What a nightmare..."
Harper sat next to Rayanne, taking her shaking hand into his.
"You aren't lying. If Trance hadn't got us, we would have never heard you."
She smiled, she was glad he was there. Rayanne had been developing feelings for Harper since the party. She had no idea why. Dylan had left the two alone and Harper just could not stop staring at her. He was in love with her long before the party. It had been about six months. He watched her work in the machine shop, fixing things of all sorts and was actually glad he was no longer alone. She was just happy that he was around, making her feel more like someone was protecting her since losing her mother and father. She looked over at him staring.
"Can you..."
"Of course I will stay."
Not much had to be said between the two of them. They just knew that each other's presence was enough for both of them. He held her and the tears flowed.
"If your thinking of earth, I know how your feeling. I miss my family as well. When they were killed, I felt like I had no one. You have your sister, Rhade is always around and..."
She looked up, knowing that he had not finished his sentence.
"What Seamus?"
"Nothing."
He was not willing to admit his feelings. At least not yet. She was wanting to shout ot the celing that she loved him, but to her it was more complicated than that.