Sector V Under No Flag

We Are Alone

Sector V Under No Flag

Chapter WE ARE ALONE

BEGIN RECORDING: TALON

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"Ohio you say?... like the ship USS Ohio?", "Well well it appears that you are catching on faster than I could of imagined... I think this might work" Ohio... a boat that Wolf only knew from one game that he loved playing a lot back in the day but relating the real thing to the game would be a misjustices that he could not bestow onto Ohio. However with Ohio being the ship this could only mean one thing for Wolf.

A rare but powerful ability that would send the others into total shock and surprise, besides him being alive...He had a rigging now, he must of and by the sounds of Ohio voice in Wolfs mind it was enough to guarantee that it was. "If your wondering Wolf which you are since let me tell you that I can read your thoughts through hand through partner so to answer your question yes...you have a rigging".

Wolf could only look up at the sky wondering if someone above had bestowed this to him for some reason or maybe it was fate pulling it's strings to make everything fall into place once again... even so the thought of having a rigging that the girls were only allowed to have was something that he could never imagine to have. The girls...huh? what was he talking about? they were just traitors just like the rest of those Griffin girls who wanted Wolf dead, for all he had done for them.

He sacrificed his sanity, his ability to be free, the blood, the sweat and the tears that gushed out of him like a river, eating away at his mortal soul till eventually the wick burnt down to the core. The best he could get from them was mags upon mags of bullets and looks of disgust and anger at the sight of him walking around that fateful day. It was like the image of himself as a hero was ripped away from him, replaced with the picture of a monster who let his comrades die on purpose and did things to the girls that was so heinous, execution wouldn't be enough.

The thought of it all had made Wolf frown at the idea of it all, he couldn't get to terms with the idea that the others just saw him as just a monster with no regard for life after all he had done to save the others it ended the same way as it did with many of those other fateful missions before. He walks towards the ocean water that splashes softly onto the raven entrance crashing softly into the walls around it spraying the salty seawater onto him along with the visor of his helmet that had dried blood on it.

A reminder of the pain and suffering that he had to endure thanks to the girls. He looks to his vest to see the holes that the bullets had made, the vest was in no condition to stop anymore bullets but knowing that if he went back to the base it would create more problems and Wolf was not planning to be executed twice and even if they let him live he couldn't work with people like that who were so called friends.

He could feel the wounds on him, even when they were healed up it still felt like they were there eating away at his mind and reminding him of the reason why he can't return back to the base. "I can't imagine what it must of been like Wolf to suffer all that alone....", "Yeah...it just...hurts". The water splashes to the front of his boots as he takes a step into the water only to stop and look at the water itself.

Something was wrong

The reflection that was staring back at him was not the reflection that he was expecting to see... instead of the blue eyes that he had just like his brother, his eyes were a dull orange along with that he looked taller and more muscular. It was a weird appearance change to him but he didn't mind the new look since after all, it would make it harder for the others to know who exactly he is. "Sorry about the changes Wolf, when we riggings connect to our Captains bodies it sometimes ends up changing them a bit to fit the image of the two users".