The Alpha, Beta, and Omega

Chapter Two-Survive

When I awoke, I was graced with greenery and a rough southern voice. "Wake up buttercup!" I shot to my feet to be met with the one person I was trying to avoid for the past 7 years. 

"Fucking hell..." I muttered before slowly inching my way away from the trigger happy man in red armor. He was the one who saved me as I struggled to find who I was in the months of grief and loathing during basic training, and I, like a shitty person and friend, let him be placed in the hell hole that I woke up to. But maybe this canyon and these troopers could offer me what I always wanted. With that in mind, I yanked my helmet off and said "Hello, my name is D.C. Long time, no see Sarge." I was met with blinding pain and my head snapping to the side. I rubbed my chin and thought 'I deserve that.' The rage in his eyes made me flinch and I took a step backwards. 

I expected the worst and it came in the form of my past and nightmares; hearing a voice yell "Tucker!" 

I turned around and was greeted with ice-blue armor as the whisper of the word "Dad..." left my lips. My eyes rolled in the back of head, teal/aqua marine arms caught me, and I collapsed under the weight of the world and devastation that seemed to follow me. He was nothing but a fragment and lost piece of the man I used to know and I knew that my opinion as well as my voice was silenced when he looked at me with confusion because he didn't recognize his flesh and blood. It came to me that this was no longer the mother of invention this was only a family trying to just survive and return home.

A.N. I won't do this often, but I have to mention a reader of mine who has been leaving encouraging comments! Thank you! It boasted me and I decided that I could keep writing this! Thank you again!