Mozzie x OC

Chapter Fifteen: Bound by Determination

As I groggily woke up, I felt a thin blue blanket covering me, but there was an absence of the comforting warmth that usually came from Mozzie's embrace. I sat up, rubbing my eyes and glancing around the room. The sight before me left me momentarily puzzled.

Everyone was gathered around a table, some injured and others seemingly unscathed. The atmosphere in the room was somber, and I could sense the weight of our recent losses still lingering in the air. Bandages and medical supplies were scattered on the table, a testament to the trials we had endured.

"What's going on?" I asked, my voice still heavy with sleep.

Mute, sitting next to me, gestured towards the table. I followed his gaze and saw a map spread out, with markers and notes scattered across its surface. It seemed like they were planning something, but I couldn't make out the details.

Thatcher, sitting across from me, looked up with a weary expression. "We're strategizing our next move," he said in a gravelly voice. "We can't stay here. It's not safe anymore."

I nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. Our base had been compromised, and we couldn't risk staying any longer. But the thought of leaving the place that had been our home for so long filled me with a sense of sadness and unease.

"What about the missing ones?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

The room fell silent for a moment, and I could see the pain in everyone's eyes. Gridlock, Blitz, Pulse, Frost, and Valkyrie were still out there, and the uncertainty of their fate weighed heavily on our hearts.

"We'll find them," Hibana said firmly, her determination evident in her voice. "We won't rest until we do."

Her words were a balm to my soul, offering a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness. I knew we had to press forward, to keep searching for our missing teammates, even as we faced the unknown dangers that awaited us.

As the discussion continued, I noticed Mozzie standing by the window, staring out into the distance. He looked weary, his injuries a stark reminder of the battles we had fought. I wanted to go to him, to offer him comfort as he had done for me, but a sense of hesitation held me back.

Eventually, the meeting concluded, and we all started preparing to leave. As I got up to join the others, Mozzie turned to me, his gaze softening when he saw me.

"Blaze," he said gently, stepping closer to me.

I felt a lump in my throat, the emotions of the past days threatening to overwhelm me. But I pushed them down, not wanting to burden him further.

"We'll find them, Mozz," I said, my voice resolute. "We'll bring them back."

He nodded, his hand reaching out to cup my cheek gently. "And we'll do it together," he replied, his voice filled with conviction.

However I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest as I glanced at Mozzie one last time. Determination filled my veins as I knew what I had to do. I couldn't leave our missing teammates behind, not when there was a chance they were still alive.

As everyone else focused on getting out of the base through the sewers, I silently slipped away and made my way back upstairs. The darkness engulfed me as I moved stealthily, my eyes scanning every corner, every shadow.

I tried to suppress the fear and anxiety that gnawed at me, but the thought of Blitz, Bandit, Pulse, Gridlock, Frost, and Valkyrie possibly being held captive or worse was too much to bear. My mind replayed the last moments we had all been together, the laughter, the camaraderie, and the bond we shared as a team. We had to find them, and I was determined to do everything in my power to bring them back.