Elijah POV
If there was ever something to hate, it was the consequences of my own actions.
The rain fell through the night, and my cadre and I had to perform several rescue missions. A couple of omegas were out on the town when the rain started to fall. They’d gotten the message to stay indoors, and kept ordering drinks at the restaurant they were at in exchange for shelter- but the restaurant closed, and they were left stranded, huddling in an alley under a slight overhang. By the time Jerome got to them, the acidic rain had eaten through their shoes, and their feet and ankles had severe burns.
Elsewhere, a gamma had decided to stick to his post, considering he was working the gate and there was a guard shack. Well, the guard shack was not a house and did not have the roof of one. Th
