A Sacrafice of the Heart (HunterxCrosshair) Book 1 - COMPLETE!

Chapter 51

A few hours passed, they were nearing their destination and Crosshair was tense. It was worrying to the others who watched with confused expressions at their sniper. He gestured for everyone to remain quiet and place their helmets on. 

"Crosshair, where are we going?" Echo whispered only for him to be cut off as Crosshair spoke, "Deadshot, it is Ghost. I need one word for reasons to the Empire" He said, Crosshair ignored Echo's tight grip on his arm.

"Ghost, has it been too long? That you forgot your chain code?" The soft voice spiked fear through all the clones' bodies. Crosshair ignored both Tech and Echo's tight grip on his shoulders.

"CT-9904 requires entrance to the Dark Salmins. It is required by…"

"That will do, please report to hangar 3. Red will meet you there" her soft voice was almost hypnotising. Crosshair ignored it, having dealt with her for years.

Silence filled the cockpit as Crosshair took over piloting, they bypassed many ships and imperial cruisers. Crosshair managed to land smoothly. He turned to look at his team. "Under no circumstances are you to speak to anyone. No one can know your clones as far as the Empire knows. Clone Force 99 is dead, I made sure of it once Rampart was killed. We are here to retrieve mission Ghost. You must understand, you will see things indescribable and brothers in pain but leave that to me. If I'm compromised, continue with the mission. Crux and Wrecker I need you two to strictly follow protocol and set some bombs up in the lower labs. Crux was born here so Wrecker listen to him and if anyone questions who you are. Say 'Tragon' and they won't question it" Crosshair explained readjusting his oxygen. “Oh and Fives, Echo. Absolutely no talking, your voice is more distinctive” Crosshair fairly warned as he readjusted his oxygen and place his gloves on tightly.

They all watched him take a few deep breaths. "Crosshair, where are we?" Echo asked louder this time.

"Welcome to Coruscant, well the Empire version" Crosshair said, opening the hatch and placing his helmet on. The group was met by a trooper dressed very familiar to Commander Fox. It took Echo a few minutes to realise that it was Fox who remained in step with Crosshair. The marksman was ready for this.

Fox led them past many imperials who saluted them. Crosshair gestured for them to comply and follow commands, he had been in the Empire the longest. So he mainly knew all the ways of the Empire, especially the military signs. Speaking of which, he held a groan in as he moved slightly to allow Fox to block him when a familiar group passed them. 

The group moved along until they stopped at a doorway. Fox discreetly passed Crosshair a card, the two nodded at each other. Fox removed his helmet as did Crosshair, the two brought their foreheads together. In a quick second they had their helmets back on and Fox was gone. Echo and Tech shared a ‘look’ almost questioning their existence and whether their marksman was sick. Crosshair gestured for the group to follow, Crux and Wrecker continued to follow Fox while the others remained with their marksman. 

Crosshair led the way down some corridors. Until it was clear they were on the restricted level. Crosshair moved on instinct alone as he passed higher ups who nodded at him. They stopped outside a door when a voice broke out.

"Aha! Ghost. It seems we were destined to meet again. Please step in my office so we can have a chat?" 

A commanding officer popped their head out of the nearby office. Crosshair froze slightly before he discreetly passed the card to Marcus who took it and continued on opening the door. The others followed hesitantly as Crosshair stepped into the office and the door shut violently. His back hit the wall hard as his helmet was ripped from his head, oh god he missed Hunter. Crosshair groaned when his lips were forced apart by an invading tongue. He was the distraction, he hoped the others hurried up.