Rebel (Rainbow Six Siege) [Completed]

Psychology | Three

Apollo and Alex were awake and walking back and forth their hallway as they were used to waking up this early and doing paper work.

Apollo: Hey, RF, I kind of want to send Mystic back to Atlanta, I don't want to leave no special ops there.

Atlanta is the codename for TFFHB.

Alex: Guess we could ask if he's ok with it.

Apollo: Yeah.

Apollo and Alex walked to Koopers door and knocked.

The door opened.

Kooper: Yes?

Apollo: Mystic, we want to send you back to Atlanta, just for safety precautions.

Kooper: I'm fine with that sir.

Apollo: Sorry Mystic.

Kooper: Oh don't be, if it's what's needed, I'll do it.

Kooper grabbed his stuff and headed out to take the Learjet with the AFO pilot again.

Apollo and Alex walked to Six's office.

Six: Yes?

Apollo: We sent Mystic back to base for precaution reasons.

Six: Understandable. However, Rebel, I need you to come to my house with me.

Apollo: Why?

Six: Because I need to write a Psychological Report on you.

Apollo: Alright, lead the way. RF, keep the circus in check.

Harry lead Apollo to his car, Harry hopped in and Apollo followed suit.

*Timeskip*

Harry put the car in park.

Harry: This is my house.

It wasn't too fancy, nor too simple.

Apollo: Good taste, also, you can call me by my name here.

Harry: Alright.

Harry opened the door and a woman approached him.

?: Harry, you're back! I see you brought someone.

Harry: Yes I did, Rebel this is my wife, Sarah.

Apollo: Uhhhh, hi. Harry you can call me by my name.

Harry: Alright. Sarah this is Apollo.

Sarah: Nice to meet you.

Apollo: Nice to meet you as well.

Sarah and Apollo shook hands.

Sarah: You look young, mind me asking how old you are?

Harry: Only if your comfortable.

Apollo: It's fine Harry. I'm 18.

Sarah: Harry, if he's this young, that means he's got something special.

Harry: He does. Apollo, follow me.

Apollo followed Harry to his 'office' in his house.

Harry: Tea or coffee?

Apollo: Nah, I'm good.

Harry: Alright.

Apollo: What you wanna talk about?

Harry: How deep are you willing to go?

Apollo: Well, I know what you're trying to do, ease me into it, however I like being blunt.

Harry: Alright. Whenever you're commanding, what goes through your head?

Apollo: I want the most effective strategy, however I want to minimize the amount of friendly casualties, I don't wanna send a kid back home to their parents in a body bag.

Harry: No offense, but you're one to talk.

Apollo: None taken, however the reason I don't care? I don't have any parents, I was put into an orphanage, that's all I really remember about my childhood. Therefor I have no parents to go back in a body bag to.

Harry: Im sorry, Apollo.

Apollo: It's fine. When I joined the army when I was 15 I was sent to Camp Mabry in Texas for training, that's when I met Alex. Alex was really like a brother to me. We didn't get close until midway through training when I asked him about his family, turns out they had been KIA for two years, dead because of a shooting. We were both orphans who had nothing to go back to, Alex would have gone to relatives but they all moved to various places and didn't care about him. At the end of training we said our good byes only to find out we were both going to Fort Benning. 

Harry: Wow. That was unexpected.

Apollo: Since I aced my strategy classes and since I could quickly come up with something, I was chosen to be a corporal in Fort Benning, we then met Kooper but things were pretty boring there. Then the President, specifically Obama, came and gave us the opportunity, and we took it.

Harry: That sounds good.

Apollo: It was. Then there was Afghanistan...*sigh* somethings I'd rather not talk about but since this is required, I'll talk to you about them.

Harry: Could you talk about each of them individually?

Apollo: Yeah sure.

Harry: Alright, begin.

(This won't be an event that happened in real life)

Apollo: Operation Rising Tide. We were tasked to attack a Taliban stronghold, which was out in the open, covered by camouflage which somehow worked, with a force of 150 not including TFF. We arrived at 18:30, it was easy at first, until the snipers. We were taken by surprise as there was a Taliban sniper force returning to the stronghold while we were attacking it. They surrounded us and opened fire. I was the only one with a sniper rifle so I had to snipe them, by the time I took them out, 45 men were KIA, including the chain of command for the men that came with us. I blamed myself, if I hadn't taken so long to spot them I would've probably cut it down to 20 KIA. Maybe less.

Harry: Well, I've got everything I need.

Apollo: Alright.

Harry: It's late, you can sleep in the guest room.

Apollo: Thanks Harry.

Harry: No problem.

Before Harry walked out the office Apollo spoke up again.

Apollo: Hey Harry?

Harry: Yes?

Apollo: What if they don't trust us because of the black ink?

Harry: I'll make sure they do. At least I'll try to if they don't.

Apollo then smiled.

Apollo: That's just what I needed to hear Harry.

Apollo followed Harry out of the office to the guest room.

Harry: Right there.

Apollo: Once again, thanks.

Harry: Once again, no problem.

Harry and Apollo smirked.

Apollo entered the room and shut the door, and locked it.

Apollo: *whisper* I don't want them trying anything. I don't want them to see what I'm hiding.

Apollo climbed in the bed and went to sleep.

(I'll be putting the psychology report in the bio)