Short Stories!

In The Line Of Duty!!

Summary

Denzel and Jay are two best friends who are fighting in a war between the Brazilian and Colombian people. 

Denzel gets kidnapped so Jay does everything that he can to bring Denzel back by leaving the base and risking his life.

Will Jay find Denzel? Will they make it back alive? Will they find the kidnapper?

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The nights are cold, the days are long, the things we say cannot be wrong

But when we go outside the gate, we're always scared and afraid

Far away we hear the cries, of women and children wh...

BANG!

My thoughts were cut off by another bomb going off outside the gate. Everyday I wake up to the same thing; yelling, crying, people dying and it never seems to get better. The war between Brazil and Columbia has been going on a long time now. I have been a part of it my entire life My father was a part of the war and now I am. My job is to go out into the field and try and find the bombs underground and the landmines.

"Jay, Jay, where are you?"

That's Denzel. He is my best pal. I run over to him and get a pat on the head. Man I hate it when he does that.

"Come on, break times over. We gotta try and find some more of those landmines."

I literally just woke up but you know, not like he cares. We head outside of the gate and start maneuvering our way around some of the landmines that we have already located. We have found over 800 already since we started over 6 months ago, when the Columbian people started planting them in the night. I remember it like it was yesterday morning when the patrol went out for their morning shift.

I woke up to the yelling of one of the generals. It was a Saturday and luckily it was my day off. I planned on doing absolutely nothing. Walking across the courtyard to go and get some breakfast a large bang went off. Everyone ran over to the gate to see the patrol cars flipping and explosions going off everywhere. I seen a few Columbian men standing near the trees laughing and praising like they just accomplished something big. That's when I started to smell something strange, I have a great sense of smell you see. I ran out to where the cars had flipped and there was fire everywhere. I got close to the ground and seen a bunch of landmines sticking out. I then realised what the Columbian men were laughing at. I ran back to the gate and grabbed Denzel, I took him out to where I seen the landmines and he started screaming back to everyone else not to come out. He helped everyone out of the vehicles and we helped them back to safety, trying not to set off any more of the landmines.

Ever since that day we have been trying to locate all of the landmines that the Columbian people keep on planting. As we go out into the field I start to locate some landmines whilst Denzel flags them. Once we get to the tree line we start to head back but as I turn around a few Columbian men jump out and grab Denzel. He didn't have his gun so he starts to punch them and yells at me to get back to base. I run back and try to get anyone's attention by making as much noise as I can. A few people look at me to ask what's wrong and I point to Denzel across the field. They start grabbing their guns and run while shooting at the Columbian men but it was to late. They took Denzel.

I didn't get any sleep last night because I was so worried about Denzel. The general decided not to go after him because apparently it would be too risky. I couldn't sit around and wait so early morning I set off to go and find him myself. I walked through the minefield and started to sniff him out. He had a distinct scent of apples and red dust so although it was easy to track the day passed quickly and I still couldn't find him. I found a little shelter to stay the night.

"Ahhhhhhhhh"

I jolted awake to the sound of a young girl screaming. She had long wavy auburn hair and a man pointing a machete at her. I ran out to her and guided her away. We finally got away from them and she led me towards her house. We made it inside with her carrying a bucket of water.

"Gizelle is that you?"

That voice sounded so familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Yeah its me and I bought a guest." she led me towards the voice and that's when I realised who it was. Denzel. I ran and jumped on him without thinking.

"Jay! It's so good to see you but please get off my leg." I then realised that it was bandaged up. I gave him a funny look and the young girl called Gizelle explained.

"Those guys that were pointing the machete at me cut his leg."

"She saved me," he said with so much thanks.

We stayed with Gizelle for the next 2 days while we waited for Denzel's leg to heal. At 0600 on the third day we set off back for base hoping not to run into any trouble on the way back; Gizelle gave Denzel a knife but I hoped that he didn't need to use it. After a full day of walking we made it back to the tree line before the field without any trouble. We were both really tired and Denzel's leg wasn't looking too good. I nudged him forward because we were almost there but even though he didn't want to he still continued. About half way through the field I turned around to see that Denzel had slowed to a stop. As I was turning I moved my foot and I heard a click. I started to panic and whimpered. Denzel looked up to see what I had stepped on. He started to cry, screaming "NO. JAY YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME, I WOULD BE DEAD WITHOUT YOU." He started to move forward towards me but I couldn't let him get hurt as well so I lifted my foot...

BOOM!

My vision blurs. My ears ring. I hear yelling. I see his face. Denzel's crying face. It all goes black.

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"NOOO". I run over to Jay and cradle him in my arms. I see his eyes shut and his breathing stop. He cannot be gone. I saw it on his face before he lifted his foot. The face that was scared, worried and most of all sorry.

I carried him to the gate then fell to my knees. Everyone runs to me, glad that I'm back before they all see Jay. No one wants to believe that he's gone. He dedicated his life for Brazil and me and I will never forget that.

He was definitely a man's best friend. Best dog I could ever ask for.