Just Your Average Army (JYAA)

7

“So how we gonna get them to talk to us?” Tord asked, and everyone stopped for a moment to think.

“I think I have an idea for one of them to talk.” Pat said, and the other two looked at him, “Kathiren is of legal age to drink, not that that hasn't stopped anyone here before, why don't we get her drunk?” He asked, Paul looked at him.

“That already sounds like a bad idea.” Paul sighed, Pat shook his head.

“She just lost a Brother in arms, one that seemed to have an affect on her. So we could use that as an excuse.” Pat explained, “We could try Stroh Rum, its considerably strong. Just spike whatever you give her. And then go about it like some sort of therapy shit.”

“It could work but, we have to make sure she doesn't figure it out.” Tord agreed, “What if we spike the drink, before we bring her in. Like get a two liter of cola, pour some out, and replace it with the Alcohol? Then shake it up or some shit like that?”

“I'm just going to go talk with her, while you do that.. Maybe she knows where Hyacinth went..” Paul grumbled walking out, he walked down the corridors to Kathiren's room. He knocked on the door and she opened it. Letting him in, Hyacinth was curled up on the bed in her smaller monster form.

“She's going to wake up in a second..” She whispered, picking something up off the desk and putting it on the wall. Hyacinth twitched a bit in her sleep, suddenly out of nowhere she jumped straight up and let out a small meow. Kathiren looked at her and walked over to her as she turned into her half-form.

“Kath?!” She cried, her sister put her hand on her shoulder.

“I'm right here.. It was just a nightmare..” Kathiren reasoned, and Hyacinth shook her head.

“ ..Cars.. guns… fire.. Glass..dirt..water… Feathers.. All bloody and broken… Kath.. Crater… “ Hyacinth muttered, none of what she said made any sense to the two of them, “Blue.. Checkered… black eyes… harpoon… laughter…knife… falling… crashing… gone…” Hyacinth said sitting on the bed and holding her knees.

“Cinth, It was just a dream.” Kathiren said calmly, and Hyacinth looked at her.

“What if it wasn't?... What if…” Hyacinth turned her head to Kathiren.

“Cinth. Seriously, calm down.” Kath said her tone gave her worry away.

“What if I…. What if I just saw how you die?! Kath, nothing can reverse death!” Cinth cried, and Kath appeared worried for a second.

“Cinth. You and I both are examples of how ‘Nothing can Reverse death’ is completely and utterly bullshit. Besides, I can't fly so that won't happen.” Kath sighed pitching the bridge of her nose, “Do I really have to splash you with water?” She grumbled, upon receiving no answer, she grabbed the cup of water and threw the water at her sister's face.

“WHAT THE HELL!?” Hyacinth exclaimed, “Damn it.. It happened again…” She sighed, releasing her knees, Paul remembered what he had to tell the two before the explosion occurred.

“Hyacinth, the labs almost done with your experimental eyes.” He said and Hyacinth's blind eyes widened in surprise. Kathiren walked over to what she had hung up and put something metal around the hook. It was the dog tags, Paul took a second to look at what she had hung up. It was a white sheet of paper, but sketched in pencil was the image of a man with a hat, two large wings hung from his back, through his military clothing. “Who's that?”

“Oh.. Um.. The Sergeant..” She explained, as she sat down at the desk and wrote something down. “Even if I did not know him personally, he saved the Leader more than I could have.”