Looking Up

GEAR UP!

-Clair's Pov-

One of the workers called on my name but as I looked at them a worried look crossed their face, one of the shuttles still hadn't returned from the ride and was in an out of bounds area, just as I was about to say something Zara called me her frantic tone coming through the speaker.
"I lost the boys, they ran away and I can't find them" she sounded scared and like she was about to cry, I knew then and there that Gray and Zach were the people on that shuttle and it was now I had to get them back.
I looked at the camera monitor screen in the control room and saw Owen and Zero making their way through the docks, both yelling evacuation and security coming at them from every angle, I ran out the door and down to where they were. They were my only hope.

-Zeros Pov-
I hadn't seen the boys all day and I began to worry, if I wasn't with them that means Zara would be and she's a phonaholic, always staring into it, me and Owen shuffled through the crowded dock yard trying to get everybody off the island but almost all of them wouldn't listen and the crazy disorganised entrances just kept getting piled up.
I could see security coming at us and I tried to hide me and him but they got to us before I could, grabbing me and putting my arms behind my back, I struggled against them. I was stronger struggling and bashing until I got out of his grip. I was an army marshal trained in martial  arts and hand to hand combat, he wouldn't be able to get me.

I was about to swing at him but Clair's voice rung out and we all turned to her, she dismissed the security and told us what was happening. The boys were still out there, alone.

I took a runner to my garage, Clair and Owen behind me,
When I got there I went inside and in the back room changing into my training work pants, singlet and jacket. Coming back out and going to the biggest tool box I had in the shed and unlocking it.
I pulled out all my army gear from when I was really young and in training, I was a child prodigy and finished school when I was 12 and then my training when I was 14 serving my country and then I started work here with Owen. 
I was too smart to stay in school so why not do something useful in mechanics.
I looked into the box, all my memories of good and bad times flooding back.
I took my jacket back off putting on a BFV (bullet proof vest) then my jacket back over, attaching throwing knifes to the inside and across the chest of my vest, I had two grenades hooked to my belt buckle and two hand guns on my side but my two favourites where my machete which was on my back as well as my shot gun. I turned facing Clair who looked scared but Owen smirked, he lined up next getting out all our old weapons and protective gear, it was like old times and it was going to be hard but definitely fun and definitely scary.
Owen went outside hopping on one bike, Clair getting on behind him. He turned surprised at her, "get off" he commanded her and it was kinda funny. "No" she gave him a stern voice and glare, he was even more surprised at that.

I got on my quad and we rode off to where the Shuttle/pod gps signal was coming from, but when we got to the paddock, a horrific sight that made me want to cry and even Clair teared up.