Dirty Secret

Chapter 12

None of them were ready for this and everyone knew it. They had been at the camp for like, what- six or seven weeks? And now they were supposed to go out there and fight in a real war? It was more than certain that majority of them would be killed in a matter of weeks if not even days. The luckiest ones would probably survive for two or three months if you were optimistic about it. But it was their duty, after all, it wasn't like they could be like "hey, I don't want to do this, I'm going home". Although at the moment Louis was pretty sure that every single one of them would do anything to be at home. He would think the same if he didn't think about his family and how it was all for them. So the thoughts were quickly gone.

The nervous energy was almost touchable as they were given heavy guns along with bullets. Earlier they had been given some military clothes, such as helmets, camouflage covered clothes, gloves- stuff like that. They had all been given some big and bulky backpacks as well, filled with dried food, empty bottle for water and some fire making equipment. There was also a sleeping bag on the bottom of it- so basically the backpack was like a small survival packet.

Louis hadn't seen Niall yet and it made him slightly restless. He didn't remember being called to the centre but yet here he was along with the rest of them. He didn't recognise the alphas around him but then again he probably hadn't even seen half of the alphas on the camp. His eyebrows furrow at their own occur as he holds the large gun in his hands.

The weight was unfamiliar and uncomfortable, to say the least. He couldn't even fire a simple handgun- how would he be able to do it with a machine gun or whatever? He didn't have time to voice his thoughts as he was pushed along the mass moving forward. Panic filled his mind at the thought of Darcy when he heard some alphas complaining about walking.

"What about my horse?" Louis asks turning his head around to look at the alphas. "What is going to happen to her?" He asks with his throat dry, only to be met with empty eyes.

"They're most likely going to make her carry all the heavy stuff with the other horses," Niall's voice comes from his left, answering his question. Louis turns around in the matter of nanoseconds, noting how Niall was dressed in identical gear to him, carrying a similar gun in his hands.

"I was looking for you!" Louis exclaims, wiggling his way to Niall and hugging him tightly. "I was worried that I wouldn't see you anymore," he says frowning.

"Wow, thanks for thinking that I'd be dead," Niall jokes as he hugs the omega back. "But nah, I was right behind you, but then I was directed to another line and I lost the sight of you. But I'm here now, so it's all good, right?"

Louis lets go of his friend and nods. "Yeah- though I didn't assume that you were dead. I thought that I would die before I could say bye properly. Like there are thousands of alphas here, it wouldn't have been easy to find you."

"I found you, didn't I?" Niall says with a soft smile as they fall into step with the mass. "Imagine how easy it would be just to disappear? Like you said there are thousands of us, we could just slip away and no one would even notice. And even if they did, they couldn't do anything about it because they would be too busy with the war and all."

"Have you been thinking about it? Like running away?" Louis asks quietly, trying not to attract any attention. It was basically a crime to run away from the war. If you were caught you'd be forced to go through a trial where they would decide if you'd die or not.

Niall shakes his head, "Not like seriously, but I can't pretend like it hasn't crossed my mind."

"I think that most of us have thought about it," Louis says glancing at the ground. "It's natural in this kind of situation I feel like," he continues humming.