His property|| A Torcher x Soldier Fan-Fiction

Prolouge

Haha! Rewriting it again huh. You bitc- yes I know. This is my fourth time writing the first chapter and it's most likely getting annoying. But this one's the winner! But you said that last time- YEAH, I KNOW-

Soldiers not a soft boi in this book so leave if you're into that

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{Third person}

"Hey, Sammy!"
A feminine voice called, followed by echoing footsteps, eventually stopping in front of him. He peered at the figure, lifting his head slightly.

There stood a woman rather shorter than him, with a stubby figure and puffy cheeks covered in freckles. Her hair was slicked back into a tight ponytail flowing down to her tail bone. With a pair of deep glowing blue eyes to go with it all.

He grunted at the female before standing, putting out the cigarette that'd he'd been huffing just a moment ago.
"Did ya' want something?"
She glared at him, arms crossed across her chest.

"Yes, yes there is. The boss needs you."

He grimaced at the statement, running his fingers through his fluffy shoulder-length hair with a sigh, kicking a nearby rock.
The thought of being alone with the boss, even for a small period, did not sound very fun. But of course, it wasn't supposed to be fun.
If anyone were to get called up, it was because they upped a rank or had done something and gotten in trouble. And Sammy highly doubted it was the former.

She tapped him on the shoulder lightly, kicking him out of the daze. He started at her blankly before walking past, heading to the office.
An audible gasp came from the distance, followed by stomping.
Sammy didn't bother looking though.

Soon enough, he'd reached the door. Heeding a sigh, he knocked and waited patiently for an answer. Paying lost attention to the gray bricked ground.

The door opened with a creek, but not all the way, it had a chain lock on it. The eyes of a mask shined in the dark accompanied by heavy breathing.

"OmL- what the hell is that..?!" {jk}

"Hey...boss? You there..."
Nothing was spoken, only the heavy breathing from earlier. The door unlocked, chain clacking against the wood. 'Boss?'

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I love torchering people with my writing- hehe get it? No. K

(Edit) I made some small adjustments and now this is a prologue! Not a chapter