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A while has passed now. Other on the force have a tendency to push me because I'm a girl, but my group makes sure to help me. It's near Christmas time, and we had all been told we would be going home for Christmas. But plans change quickly around here. There has been a heavy artillery attack, many soldiers have been lost but many still fight. I haven't been able to write home yet. Most of us just get called the same name as our dog around here now, it's easier to keep track that way.
"Trigger, we're heading out. Don't count on being home for Christmas though. Sorry, but there's a lot of unexploded artillery around now. Works hours gonna be getting long." MK says as I finish trying my boots. I nod to him and grab trigger and we go out. We then all headed out and got a few bombs, we must have gotten too close to the front though, when we were ambushed.

I watched as our dogs were all placed in cages and drove away, and everyone was placed in a large cell. Well, almost everyone. There was one person who wasn't. Me.
"TRIGGER!" I hear someone yell loudly as I'm dragged away. Man, if these cuffs and restraints were loosened even a bit, I would so have everyone here's ass. I was soon thrown into a rather small cage. The man that put me here looked at me hungrily as he watched from the other side of the door.
"Way~?" I hear a voice through the vent.
"Daytona?" I say seeing as I was right next to it.
"You alright?" Leave it to these guys to get captured and worry if I'm alright. Then again, I would do the same for them, they'd my brothers.
"Dude this guy is staring at me like I'm his next meal. Like daltona when he hasn't eaten for two days. Dude he's creeping me out. How about you guys?" I say glaring at the man.
"Just hold on ok? We're all fine. We're gonna get out of here one way or another trig. Even if you have to climb through the vents." He laughs. Although that gives me an idea, seeing as the vents are pretty big, and I am the smallest of the group. "But that doesn't give you the right to do that." He adds dropping my mood.
"Grrrr." I say. I hear a chorus of light laughs. The man then smiles at me, and walks off. "Grrrrr, you know what? I don't care, you can look at me all you want, get your fill in cause when I get outa here your so gonna pay! You just wait you fucking man whore. Oh burn baby burn." I say at the door.
"Way? What are you talking about?" I hear Datona say.
"Let's just say boys, if I can get this vent gate open, we won't be here for long, and neither will this place. Although this is a pretty good lock and could take a while to crack." I say examining the lock.

Over the last few months we've been beaten for info, a lot. Like a couple times a day. Though I'm not so happy I'm the only girl now. Seeing as I'm probably the only girl for the next 50 miles, and I have no clue how long these guys have been here, I'm subjected to other punishments also. Like, well, rape. I haven't heard from the guys in a while. I sometimes hear them, but can never make anything out.
"Alex?" I hear MK ask sadly.
"Yah?" I respond with a ruff, harsh, almost gone from screaming, voice.
"Oh my god are you ok? It's been so long since you've answered us!"
"Oh, I'm alright. Holding in here. How about you guys?"
"Trig, we're all fine, a few cuts here and there and some lashes, but not much. Now don't try and avoid the question trig. How are you really? What have they done to you?"
"Let's just say I don't think I want to be the only girl here with all of these guys coming and getting me anymore." I say sadly. I fiddle with the lock some more.
"What did they do to you?" He says a bit more stern. That's when I get it. The code on the lock. The door slowly opens and I then quickly jump in and lightly close the door while putting the lock on from the inside. Perfect. "Trig?"
"And I got it!" I whisper.
"What?"
"I got the lock. Get ready boys. We are getting out of here." I say happily as my voice also starts to come back and sounds a lot better. I sneak under a guard room. I take the lip chap I had in my pocket, yah sue me, they didn't take all my stuff or really search me that much, and I tie it to a piece of rope. The cap stick sticks onto a key ring behind the hairdo and I grab it. I then head to find the boy. There was a vent on the outside of their cell. I make sure there's nobody around and jump down. "Waky waky boys!" I sing as I kick the door. They all look totally stunned to say the least. I start fumbling with the keys when I guard sees me. He runs at me and pins me, then I pin him. "You know, I'm sick of guys taking the lead every time." I say as I rub his face. He seems to soften thinking I'm gonna do it with him. When in reality, I take his weapons and anything else from his pockets. Once I get his set of keys, I smile at him. "Night night bitch." I sing in his ear before I punch him out cold in one blow to the face.
"That's our girl." The guys say. Then another comes out, he seems scared of me. I pin him against the wall.
"Were are our dogs?" I growl.
"Straight down there. Last door." He stutters. I slam him against the wall and he goes out cold.
"Be right back guys." I say as I jog towards were he pointed. I easily find the dogs and let them all out. They seemed happy to see me. I then ran back to the guys and we ran out. Occasionally letting out anyone from our side that had also been taken and making sure nobody was left behind.

"Hey guys wait." I call as I stop outside the huge base. "3.2.1. Boom!" I call as half of the base blows up. "Yahahah!" I cheer. We then all run straight back to base.

We were given a few medals, and then were told our families were told we were MIA and or dead. We were given a year off and we all got on a plane to head to our homes.
"Hey guys, I'll see you all soon. I'm gonna go with my fam to warped tour, a world tour they play at every year. We travel the world so I'll be stopping in everyplace just so I can see you idiots." I say to my group as we all start going our separate ways as our jets were ready to leave. We all salute to each other and get on our own jet.
Time to wake the dead. Boy this should be fun! I think as I start heading home.

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