Promises Never Die (Book One) {RvB FanFic}

Chapter 17

(Sota's POV)
Surprisingly, there was no one on the first 77 floors. 'Probably focusing security on the 78th.' I waited. Soon, everyone else was up. I made a motion to be quiet and jerked my head to the door. I Stepped back, letting Alpha 2 do their part.

"Let's make this quick. Bravo can't hold 'em off forever." I whispered.

Carolina looked at me. I'm guessing it was a glare.

Wyoming popped a flashbang into the room. I laughed on the inside as the people screamed and started randomly firing.

"Go!" I yelled and all eight of us ran in. Maine, Tex, Wash, and I ran toward the objective. "Push!"

"That's what we're doing, idiot!" Tex growled as she pushed it.

We got it to the window. "Help Alpha 2, I'm calling our target retriever!" I barked to the other three.

I called. "Target is ready for retrieval."

I hung up and joined the fight next to Tex. As I reloaded, I asked her, "Ready?"

She nodded and we both slowly made our way to the window.

"Thank you for doing this, Tex. It was awesome working beside you."

"Are you gonna say goodbye? Please don't; I hate goodbyes."

"It's goodbye for now. We'll meet again I think. Alright, three... two..."

I let a bullet hit my hand, causing me to let go of my rifle.

I fell backward from the bullets, but Tex grabbed my hand. So far, it's all gone perfectly.

"Let go whenever." I whispered.

Tex nodded and she yelled. "I-It's slipping!"

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(Wash's POV)
"I-It's slipping!"

I turned around to see Tex hanging on to someone. I looked around and realized it was Sota. I started running over.

"Sota!" I screamed right when I got there, her grip slipped. It was like slow motion. She fell.

"Washington!" She yelled as she plummeted.

I heard a thud as she landed. Something red seeped out from under her and my eyes watered. 'She never got the chance to let me tell her...'

"Wash, I could use some help!" Tex yelled.

I couldn't bring myself to do anything at the second. I looked down and saw Sota's assault rifle. 'Carry on, it's what she would have wanted.'

I picked it up and fired. It seemed like a smooth gun. 'She would have wanted the mission completed.' So I carried on. Saddened, but all the time thinking 'you motherfuckers killed her.'

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(Sota's POV)
I used my rocket boots to slow my descent. I still hit the ground hard, though. It hurt. Obviously.

Looking through my helmet, I saw the fake blood spread. Oh, the things you can do with armor.

When I hit the ground, I realized that I couldn't fulfill my promise.

"I'm sorry, Wash," I whispered. "Maybe someday you can tell me..."