'Is everyone here?' I ask the group as we are gathered close to the blokkade that is the border to Seoul. No one says no, so I guess that means we are all here. 'Okay, we all know what to do. Remember!'
'WE ARE NOT GOING DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT!' we cheer together.
'MASKS ON!' I yell out and run to Yixing. I kiss his lips one last time before the battle. When I want to put my mask on, he pulls me back for another kiss and pushes our foreheads together.
'Be safe,' he asks me, but his eyes beg me.
'I will.'  We both put our gas masks on and get ready for the attack. There are three cars and the others will walk to the blokkade. This time, we are going to get our freedom back.

The battle is going on in all it's glory. There are dead soldiers laying on the ground, our people are wounded, a minority, but still fighting and winning. That is until:
'KRIS!' we hear someone yell. It distracts all of us for a second. We see Tao leaned over a body. 'SOMEONE HELP ME!' he cries out. We all regain ourselves with Tao's cries for help that cut into you like a sharp blade. It hurts, but we can't help. We have lost a brother, but we can't stop now. 
When I look into their direction again, I see Luhan running to the cars with Tao on his back. Tao isn't moving. Then I see Minseok follow him with Kris on his back. 
A loud scream gets my attention. The whole army pulled out and my friends are being forced back and are being taken. Despair runs through my body when I see our group getting smaller and smaller. I try to force the soldiers back with all that I have. Earth walls, frozen grounds, I even flick some into their own blokkade, probably killing them. They keep pushing through and I feel my body giving in slowly. Very slowly. Slow enough to make me suffer. It is only a good ten minutes until I am fighting on my own. They took more than twenty people with the 7th sense in ten minutes. How?
How?
How did this happen?
How did I let this happen?
What do I do now?
Should I run?
Shoul