Scarecrow

2. We'll Need A Team

Cole's POV

"Reck." I sigh as Recker drops and starts doing push ups.
"Recker."
He ignores me and continues.
"Bro, it wasn't your fault," I squat down next to him, "You did all you could've done to keep yourself alive let alone your brother."
His arms give way underneath him and he slumps on the floor. I place my hand in his shoulder and gently shake him. A shudder ripples through his body and I know he's crying.
"I should've kept an eye on him," he chokes, "I got reckless and he died. End of story."
I sit down and put my head in my hands.
"And what're you planning on now? What're gonna do? You killed the men who shot him." I ask, raising my head.
He sits up and looks me straight in the eye. His eyes glitter with a hatred I have never seen before.
"I'm going to wipe out the whole lot of them. One by one." He whispered, "and once I've killed all their men, I'll torture their leader until he or she begs for mercy. I'll kill his family in front of him and drag him in front of the entire nation and execute him."
I raise one eyebrow.
"That's a bit extreme isn't it?" I question. "We don't even know why they attacked us yet. Maybe we should investigate first."
He looks up and I see the anger fade from his eyes.
"You're," he stutters, "You're right. I- I don't know what came over me."
I give him a concerned look before standing and offering him my hand.
"Come on," I say, "Let's go talk to the others and try to figure out why this all happened."
He grabs my forearm and I haul him to his feet, holding on to his arm whilst he stabilises himself.
"You might want to change into something a little more... Professional too." I look at his outfit that consists of joggers and a pair of trainers.
"Copy that," He gives me a mock salute.

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Pierce's POV

"Sources say that the attack was to cover the kidnapping of the President, who, if you remember, was in fact stationed at this very base." The entire room was on high alert by this point, I continued, "Searches to find the President have so far been unsuccessful, we have completed full sweeps of the grounds and we cannot find him. We believe our assailants have kidnapped him, and are most likely going to hold him for ransom."
I looked at the table of official commanders.
"Well," a voice said from the corner, "Somebody's gonna get fucked."
The man steps out of the corner, he was wearing basic combat gear.
"Recker?" I ask, "What're you doing here?"
He looks straight at me, ignoring all the other people on the room.
"They killed Jonas." He clenches his fist.
I walked over to him and pulled him into a hug, to which he vaguely hugged me back.
"I'm sorry man, were you with him?" I pull out of the hug and see tears in his eyes.
"Yeah, they breached the room and were just executing everyone. I killed them all but someone's bullet hit him." He mumbles.
"Well, I hate to break up this lovely story," one of the commanding officers began, "But we have a bigger problem on our hands."
Recker looked at me with one eyebrow raised. I hit his shoulder lightly and point to the corner where he was stood before. He nods and retreats.
"Of course sir, we'll need to find where they're keeping him and what their intentions are before we act." I place my knuckles on the table and look at the men.
"We'll need a team for that. The best." One of them says.
"I can sort that." I say, I look over to where Recker is stood and wink, "Sorry, we can sort that."

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