Missing

(7) Saved By Friends

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"Why are you always in a fight?"

"Not my fault, they start it."

"Yes it is, it always is."

"No, not always, like the time Zanzes started it." I shrugged.

Smith spun around.

"You do not say his name when I'm around. Got it Corporal?" He growled.

Whoa, Smith is mad.

I shrugged.

"Whatever lets you sleep at night."

We stopped outside Stephan's office.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.

"He wants to talk to you." Smith said.

"But I don't want to talk to him."

"I'm just taking orders."

"Just taking orders, blah, blah." I mumbled as I swung the door open.

"Corporal Raven." Stephan said.

"Hello." I waved.

"Have a seat." He gestured to the chair in front of his desk.

I simply smiled and headed to the chair.

"So you are wanted, by the Russians." He said as he sat down.

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"You, Atrix Raven are wanted by the leader of the Russians."

"Zanzes?"

"Yes. Do you know him?" He asked.

"We have met, kind of."

"You do know his past right?"

"Do I have to?" I asked eyeing him.

"Good, and no you don't have to." He shook his head.

'What is he hiding?'

"So can I leave now?" I asked.

"Oh yes you can, but one more thing, you have a battle tomorrow morning. Don't be late."

I nodded and smiled then got up towards the door.

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"CORPORAL! YOU'RE LATE! AGAIN!" Smith yelled.

"I know." I said scratching the back of my head.

He breathed in and out slowly.

"Okay, now get in the truck." He said.

"Yes. Sir." I teased.

I sat down in between, Reginald and Nuke. Nuke was really bossy; he had chocolate coloured eyes and brown hair. He is a Sargent too, he can be mean at times but once I spiked his drink and it was the best scene ever.

Reginald is a control freak, I hate talking to him because he points out what's wrong with my uniform, like my jacket has to be buttoned up or my shoes should be tied up, and I hate it when he tells me to tie my hair up. I mean I like my hair down. Anyway, he looked like a butler, his hair was always combed to the side and he always stood straight. He sucks up to Stephan and Smith. His eyes are dark but yet readable.

I was slouched over with my elbows on my knees and my head leaning on my two hands.

"Sit straight." Reginald said.