super soldiers (complete)

chapter 9-the mission part 2

Here is the continuation of the last chapter. The rest of this book is in honour of KarmenChan0

Logon's pov

I woke slowly in a in a dark room. As my eye's adjusted to the light, I could define human shapes. I eased myself into a sitting position.

"Logon, are you awake?" I heard a voice that sounded strangely like...

"Triss? Is that you?" I asked.

"Yes, Karren is still unconscious on the floor next to you." She replied as she walked over. Slowly I heard Karren grown as she started to wake up.

"Where the hell are we, and who are those people over there?" Triss asked. I looked up and saw that my unit was all in the cell with us.

"Where the fucking hell am I?" Karren asked as she slowly lifted her head.

"Oh god! I thought I told you to get down." I said quietly to her.

"I won't let you get hurt for me." She replied, slowly getting her strength back.

"Would someone please tell me what's..." Triss started to say before she was interrupted by a rattle of keys in a lock.

"All right, on your feet and start moving!" the man shouted with a thick Arabian accent and in halted English. We all stood and started moving out of the room.

Brief time skip

We arrived in a brightly lit room with a full wall window looking out over the Mediterranean. In the middle of this room was a glass circle in the floor looking down on an arena of some sort. We were lined up along the wall, covered by four gunmen.

"So, I finally get to meet the infamous Captain Logon Price." Came a nasally voice coming from a thin man, who was obviously Abisha. "I look forward to breaking your soul. And who do we have here, the infamous Hunter of Alexandria. How fortunate you have started dating Logon. I will take pleasure from making you scream."

"Leave them outta it! It's me you want to kill." I yelled at him.

He turned and smiled at me, "I could let your friends go, but that would only make torturing you harder. Instead, I'm going to do this." He beckoned with his hand. Two guards stepped forward and grabbed Razor and lead him out of the room

"Commander, bring the prisoners to the viewing window." He said with an evil smile creasing his face. We where forced into a ruff circle around the glass section of floor. A door opened in its rim and Razor was thrown in. He stood up and looked around.

The terrorist smiled, "Release the hounds." My face fell as four wolves moved in from the now open door.

Razor's pov

'Shit shit shit SHIT SHIT!!!' I thought to myself as the pack of wolves started forcing me up against the far w all.

Logon's pov

As I watched, one of the wolves jumped at Razor. He dodged it, but then another one of them jumped and latched hold of his arm. We could hear him screaming. He shook the wolf off but the wolf ripped off some of his arm as it was thrown across the arena. Blood pumped from the wound so deep you could see the bone.

"Holy shit." Karren breathed. But it wasn't over. Another wolf jumped at Razor whilst he was distracted, biting down hard on his throat. Razor fell to his knees. The wolf started shacking its head violently, ripping flesh and spraying blood everywhere. Then, in one violent move, the monster ripped out his windpipe, leaving a cavity in his neck. He slowly toppled over, dead in seconds. The wolves started feisting on his body, ripping chunks of flesh and bone off. One ripped Razor's stomach open and pulled his insides out. With a sickaning crack his head was ripped off revelling the white spine. Blood gushed out, colouring the floor crimson. I turned away from the site and fixed a cold, hard stare at the terrorist leader.

"Thought I wouldn't find that sliver of information concerning you and you late friend, Richmond Schiller." The basted cackled, "The one saying Razor is a close relative to you was most interesting." I stared in horror. No one was meant to know that. I sank slowly to the ground. Karren rushed over and rapped her arms around me.

"And now it's the turn of little miss Karren. Don't you understand that you shouldn't be dating a man who is going to die, only causes hardship." The terrorist continued, "Now I will break your will to live." With that, he wiped out a 44. Magnum and shot me twice in the shoulder.

Karren's pov

The two shots boomed in the enclosed space. Two fountains of blood burst from Logon's shoulder from where the shots hit.

"You basted!" I screamed, jumping at the man. As I flue at him, I felt multiple impacts on my right leg. I screamed, falling to the floor after only covering a meter of ground.

"Karren!" I felt a hand on my shoulder as Triss ran over, "Oh god, your leg has been destroyed." I looked down to see that she was right. My leg was just a bloody mess.

"Take them back to their cell." The terrorist ordered, turning his back and leaving through the man doors. The other boys ran forward. Archer picked me up and started carrying me out of this room. I looked at their faces. These soldiers, just in their teens, hardened by experience were white faced. Spartan helped Logon back up. Sprayer helped Triss stand up. We were herded back into that room I woke in. the door was slammed behind us and the lock locked. Archer lay me down on the floor and started rummaging through his pockets.

"I'm so sorry you have to suffer because of me." Logon said from the corner.

"Sir, its not because of you we're suffering, its because of that basted that killed Razor." Spartan said checking his wounds. My leg started burning in pain. I groaned as the pain soared to new heights.

"Why the hell are you calling Logon sir?" Triss asked. I looked toward Logon and he nodded.

"We are part of a spec ops team for the Australian army." I told her.