Call of Duty Ghosts: The Aftermath

Chapter 5

HESH

"And this really happened?" I ask, and Dad nods.

"So the legend goes." He says, looking at me, then at Logan sitting across from us, next to the extinguished campfire. He leans against a log, hands behind his head, and meets my eyes. I can see the disbelief in his eyes. I smirk, then look up at Dad.

"Come on, dad. You don't honestly believe that story is true?" I say, leaning my elbow on my leg. Dad stands up and nods.

"Yeah. I do."

I look back over at Logan, and he shrugs. Dad looks down at us.

"Come on. Let's head back to the house." He says, and I stand up, glancing back at Logan. He sits up as Dad starts walking towards the path. He turns and looks at us.

"Let's go. Shake a leg!" He says, and I motion for Logan to get up. He stands up, and we start to walk back through the woods on the path. The midday sunlight shines through the trees, creating speckled light on the ground. Suddenly, a rumble makes the ground shake under us, and I steady myself a little.

"Woah, little tremor there," I say with a small smirk. Dad laughs.

"Those things used to scare the hell out of your mother." He says, and we keep walking, down a small bank. Another slightly bigger rumble moves beneath our feet, and I turn to look at Logan.

"Another one?"

Dad nods.

"Yeah, I reckon we'll get a few more before everything settles down."

I nod, and we hike up a small hill. As we reach the top, a breeze blows through my hair.

"Wind's picked up, too," I remark. Walking along a small ridge, a much larger tremor makes us stumble, and a tree falls in front of us, rolling down the hill. I glance back at Logan, who meets my wide eyes, then I turn back to find Dad running down the hill.

"Dad!" I shout as he jumps over the tree.

"Let's just get back to the house, make sure nothing got damaged!" He shouts back, and I nod.

"Come on, Logan!" I say, looking behind me. He nods, and we both vault over the log. Running to catch up with Dad, I can hear screams, and I see flames as we reach the road. Fire and chaos.

"Dad, what's happening?!" I yell, eyes wide. Dad stands in the road, then his eyes widen.

"ODIN...It's ODIN! To the house boys! NOW!" He yells, and I nod.

We start running through the street towards home, chaos ensuing around us. A car speeds down the road, narrowly missing us.

"Careful!" I shout as dad keeps running.

"It's not an earthquake!" He yells, and my eyebrow raises.

"What are you talking about?" I shout, confused. He spins around to face us, jogging backward a little bit.

"You boys get to the house and stay there! I'm going for the truck!" He yells over the noise and the constant rumbling under our feet. I reach after him.

"But dad-"

"Just do it, son!" He yells, then runs off. I nod, then look over my shoulder.

"Come on, Logan!" I shout, beckoning him. He runs up to me, and we run up the trail that leads to the back of our house.

"What the hell is going on?!" I shout as we reach the wall to our courtyard, now crumbling.