Act II, Ch. 1 ~ Alphas

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2IC's POV, a memory:

'That smell...'

'Fires'

'Burning flesh.'

'It is all too familiar...'

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Home again.

My back against the paint chipped wall, I sat; calmly. my knees were up, arms resting on them as I gazed at the floor below.

Whistles of death warned me,

Pops and bangs of fury surrounded me,

And deathly stares of eyes full of vengeance, retribution, and above all hate awaited me.

But what I was not prepared for, was the guilt.

I put my legs under me, pushing myself off the wall. The foundation of the small home would tremor under the chaotic world surrounding it. The door nearby was cracked open, and I could see the bodies of humans sprinting frantically by, through its tight opening.

I approached it, and slowly pulling the door, I saw the destruction unfold.

Houses imploded as mortars screamed and whined above, until they smashed into their targets, leaving debris in its wake.

The sounds of gunfire was a symphony of death and deceit, because no matter who died, would it change anything?

Several soldiers and rebels fought, in all ways possible. From hectic gunfights, to up close and personal hand to hand combat; their eyes filled with bloody rage. I noticed a man jamming a Kukri in another man's stomach, only to slowly cram it further up into his torso, ripping through his midsection and eventually reaching his heart, which the rebel soldiers grabbed a piece of wood from the ground, and jammed that into the heart of his foe.

Bullets shredded homes, signs, cars, streets, animals, soldiers, rebels, and civilians all together. 'Was anything safe?' Would be a rhetorical question.

'Fuck...' My hands covered my face. No one would even care that these were the hands of a young child.

Small and rough with constant use in efforts to end this endless fighting.

A young child, brainwashed into thinking this all was for the greater good.

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In the short time since our protagonist 2IC has joined Rainbow, he has already accumulated a reputation amongst the rest of Rainbow. Multiple dispositions towards him are beginning to be forged, and they can only be strengthened from here on out.

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[Rainbow's HQ, 9:37 AM: The Range. 10 days after the last mission.]

Bright blue eyes beamed down the ACOG scope of a classic M4A1. 5.56mm rounds exited the barrel with precision and hit their solid metal targets down the range, causing reverberating rhythms from the impact to quell in the room.

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