The Enhanced Trooper

Chapter XXXVIII

THEY PLAYED us when we thought we were playing them.
I need to find Phasma and tell her it's a trap. That we need more reinforcements. The Resistance was prepared for a full scale attack and we weren't. We thought it would be a quick hit and run. But we thought wrong.
Outside the hanger the battle is in full swing but little does the First Order know that there is two full X-wing squadrons coming our way. If I strain my ears I can faintly hear the hum of their fighters. I have about 15 minutes till they are upon us. That means I need to find Phasma fast.
And explosion goes off and I am thrown to the ground but I quickly get up on my feet. I scan the grounds as I make out trooper shuttles. The white armored troopers spill out of them. My eyes spot a black shuttle coasting to the ground. TIE fighters scream through the air as they circle the black shuttle protecting it. Bingo.
I close my eyes as I let the enhancement flood though my veins however I stop it before it takes totally control of my body. Who knows if I can come back if I allow it to consume me.
I open my eyes but I am not physical here. Only mentally as my body moves on its own in fluid motions. My legs pump faster then I could ever run. Darting in between Resistance fighters and ships that are taking off.
I don't need to tell my hands to grab a blasters form my belt because they automatically do. With two blasters in my hands I shoot at anything that moves. I take a direct path towards where the shuttle where land. My eyes remain pinned on the descending shuttle as my arms point the blasters at anyone not dressed in white. Though occasionally a Trooper would get in the way of my bullets but that's a sacrifice I can make.
The shuttle makes contact with the ground and I push harder to reach it before the ramp opens.
I stop abruptly as my momentum carries my forward making my head spin but I ignor it. By now my braid as come undone as my hair whips in the wind. Sweat trickles down my face as it mixes with the blood of rebels.
The ramp door opens as I hold a wide stance with weapons lowered. I take in deep breath trying to regain composure. As the smoke clears from the ramp five troopers march out. They automatically think I am an enemy. They shoot their blasters but I duck. In one fluid motion I jump in the air and knock all five blasters out of theirs hands. I am a bit surprised that I could do that but I know it wasn't me who did it. It was the enhancement.
I push my way up the ramp as the troopers stand there shocked. They are instantly shot down and killed having no weapon to defend themselves. I show no pity.
When I am in the belly of the ship I scan to find Phasma I march over to her. She is in a huddle with Kylo.
Kylo is the First to notice me. "SN? What are you doing..." I cut off. I can feel the enhancement begging my body to move outside and continue to kill but I use what mental control I have over it to walk forward.
"Captain Phasma. Send reinforcements immediately. There is no time to explain but they knew we were coming. They played us at our own game. We are losing and we need more." Once the words leave my lips I finally give in to the virus as it drags me out the door.
Phasma stands there but begins to type and call for reinforcements. I feel a tug on my arm as I try to move my head towards the person. But I can't.
"SN wait I need to talk to you." His voice is so different then his real voice as I cringe at the sound.
My body finally allows me to turn towards Kylo but not for the right reason. It mistakes his gesture as a threat and I watch as my other hand grabs ahold of Kylo's wrist wrenching it of mine and bending it backwards. "I am sorry but I can't talk right now. The enhancement does what it wants. And it doesn't want to talk to you." I drop his arm as I make my way back down the ramp.
I pull out swords being more comfortable with them then a blaster. As I step out side the commotion of the battle hits me. The struggling cries makes the corner of my mouth curl upward.
I move with gracefully movement as they are all times perfectly. I run forward screaming as I duck and roll as I shower of bullets come at me. I then get up on my feet already running as I plunge a sword in the rebels chest. I turn around and slash at the next person. My inhuman speed and grace is nothing compared to these rebels. I move faster then your eyes can travel.
My Conscience drifts away from my body as I watch the scene before me like a movie. I don't have to do anything because the enhancement drives the adrenaline through my body.
Though I should be disgusted with what I do I take great pleasure in it.
I jump in the air as bullets from behind me and I front of me are fired. They sail underneath me as they make contact with the opposite shooters.
When I land I come down on two rebels decapitating them. No one offers a real fight because they aren't fast enough to. By the time they make eye contact with me I already have a sword in their gut.
My eyes shift around as I observe the battle. My body doesn't need them to know what I am doing as I continue expertly slaughter the Resistance.
More and more Resistance fighters come. They arrive in waves. We are outnumbered. The reinforcements Phasma flag for us either are not coming or  not going to get here in time. This however drives me harder. I feel as if I can change the tides of the war if I can Kill more people.
A red glow catches my attention as I watch Kylo dance with his light saber. Though the number of fallen to his hand is significant he makes no more of a dent then I do.
I ketch a glimpse if sliver as Phasma fights courageously. She doesn't need help.
    My eyes travel to the hanger as I watch more and more fighters take off. But then something ketches my attention.
     A flash of purple draws my attention to a shuttle. I squint harder to see who is in the shuttle. When suddenly I am thrown to the ground. A rebels is on top of me but I quick punch him in the face and pull a blaster out and end his life.
   I then make out a white lab coat and instantly know who it is. My conscience wants revenge but my body wants to kill. I try to turn my body in the direction of the hanger but it won't budge. It continues to control my body.
    Knowing this probably won't work I still try. I talk to myself. Please just let me do this one thing and I will let you do whatever you want.
    At first nothing happens but then abruptly my body jerks towards the hanger as it sprints towards the man who ripped out my heart.
   When I get  in shouting distance I stop. The battle around me seems to disappear  and all I can see is the cocky traitor.
   "LEO!" He turns to see who said his name but he already knows who it is. "WE ARENT FINISHED YET!"

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