Our Legacy| Gears of War Fanfic.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

"I think that's the last of it, Marcas." Arvo called out from them collecting the gas containers out of the back.

I was already getting a cramp in my leg for being in this position.

"There is only five...there was six of them, Cyclone. Your count is off by one." Marcas says, he took a step into the back of the truck. I turned off my safety to my gun, I wasn't sure what their reaction was going to be.

Suddenly the tarp swung off and I pulled the trigger. The bullet passed his face by an inch and went through his ear lobe. Marcas yelled in pain, holding his one ear. I took the chance to jump out of the truck and make a run for it. I didn't make it far. The blond girl tackled me to the ground. I fought back and gave her a backwards head bud.

"Cyclone! Give me a hand here!" Scarlett held her nose while she fought back to keep me down. I had to admit Scarlett was strong and aggressive. I admired that about girls, they can still be strong or as strong as the guys here. I felt metal go around my wrist, then it tightened.

"Nice one, Cyclone." Scarlett says giving Cyclone a fist bump.

"Not really, the girl only has one arm." Cyclone stared at Scarlett until she answered.

"Lighten up, Cyclone. It was a compliment, um did you see where Marcas went?" She questioned, I fought to get the metal thing off my wrist. The other was attached to Cyclone's wrist.

Suddenly Cyclone took out a blade. The blade was red and sparked with electricity.

"He went to the Medic. Now, if this dama doesn't settle down. We are going to have to knock her out cold." Cyclone said in a cold voice, he was frusterated/

"Cyclone, what is dama?"

"It is Spanish for lady."

"Try to speak in English before you confuse me." Scarlett laughs and gives Cyclone a fist bump.

"Alright, take her to the Lieutenant. I am going to go check on my favourite sisters and get a drink. Don't trust a word she says, Cyclone." Scarlett waves, then turns her back to enter the medical.

There were a lot of them around the building, trucks went by. 

"Don't worry, I never trust easy." Cyclone mumbles under his breath. He puts one of his twin blades back into the sheath on his belt.

The blades intimidated me, I didn't have my gun. Remembering Scarlett took it. I wasn't sure what they were going to do to me next, I had to keep quiet and learn. I licked my chapped lips feeling a part of it was split. Did Scarlett do that? Man, she is tough, just like all of them.

We walked through the automatic doors, took a left past the secretary and to an elevator.

Cyclone placed his hand upon a pad. A blue light scanned his hand and his profile came up. The pad was on the wall next to the elevator. I have only seen these Machines, just never experienced them.

"Welcome, Cyclone. How may I be of assistance?" The female A.I. questioned.

"Contact the Lieutenant and let her know I am bringing up a visitor."

"Right away, sir." The elevator doors slid open. I was amazed this machine was a box of glass that travelled up a pulley. The technology amazed me. Cyclone and I walked into the elevator. I had no choice. I didn't want to get slaughtered by this man. He seemed like the Lone wolf, he wasn't too pleased about getting assigned to this job. I didn't blame him. The elevator shot up and it nearly made me jump. Cyclone gave me a look.

"Seems like you have never been in an elevator?" Cyclone says quietly.

"I always took the stairs..." I grumbled making him smirk. The smirk was very unnoticeable, you could nearly miss it.