MORTIS

SOCOM Daddy

"Dad? Why are you teaching me this?" I asked. I was only 10 at the time.

My Dad's name is Trent, and he's special forces. And he's teaching me on how to use a bayonet as a knife.

"You have to trust me sweetie. When you grow up, the world won't be safe for you. It's best you know how to hurt someone. Now look at the mannequin. Stab him in the neck. Imagine he's a man. Imagine he killed the love of your ljfe, or your mom and I, or hell imagine he killed your favorite puppy. Use that as fuel to do what needs to be done." My dad said.

I clutched the hilt of the bayonet, and lunged at the mannequin.

I woke up with a gasp. Eli was holding my hand, watching me carefully.

"You're lucky I used to be a combat medic. You would've bled out. You're lucky you got hit by a ricochet too. It was easy to pull the bullet out. I used medical staples and bandaged your thigh." Eli said flatly.

I wrapped my arms around him and thanked him.

"It wasn't a problem babe. It was easy to find you. Your dad brought you to me-"

"Wait Dad's here?" I said, my pulse spiking.

"He was, but he left saying he had business to take care of. The strange thing was that he was in full combat gear. It seems like he just came back from a war." replied Eli.

"He say when he'd be back?" I asked.

"He said he'll be in touch." said Eli.

I got up and saw all my gear was on a nearby chair.

"Are we at your place?" I asked.

"Yeah. Marty's gone. He's a Reaper now." Eli replied flaty.

"Oh, shit..." I said quietly.

Eli sighed and said "Good riddance I guess. Let's get you home.."

Eli and I headed out to my apartment, the sun was setting on Detroit. When we got to my place, we noticed something wrong. Very wrong. We saw 3 black humvees covered in skull symbols with actual skeletons as a hood ornament, and each one had an M2 heavy machinegun mounted on them. They were all aimed at my place. Behind the humvees was a tall man in a black robe. He was wearing a combat helmet that had the design of a skull, and there were strange runes carved into the helmet. His face was covered by a skeleton faceplate, which was attached to the helmet. He had three bodyguards surrounding him, and they wore combat gear that was accented with human bones, their faces covered with unique skull masks. The tall man was Deathshead, and his bodyguards were only three of his Death Troopers. Deathshead rarely leaves the Core, so I must have pissed him off.

The .50 cals opened fire, the deep roar of the mounted machine guns filling the sky. After a few minutes, they stopped firing. My apartment was full of holes now, and really fucked up. Now I'm pissed. I pulled out a throwing knife, and flung it at Deathshead. I watched it spin as time seemed to slow down. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him look towards me, as he reached out a gloved hand and fucking CAUGHT my throwing knife in midair. He threw it back at me, and I barely dodged as it whizzed by, leaving a small scratch on my face. Deathshead motioned to his Death Troopers, and then got into a humvee. As they drove off, one of the Death Troopers raised an AK47 at us, but his head suddenly exploded into a gory pulp. Eli took his chances and ran for the AK, narrowly dodging a beheading from a Death Trooper's sword. Eli lunged for the AK, grabbed it, and then whipped around and blew the sword guy's heart out of the back of his chest. The last Death Trooper swung at me with a baseball bat. I drew my bayonet but the asshole hit my hand, making me drop the bayonet. I was about to get my skull caved in when I heard an audible PAFF PAFF PAFF and saw the Death Trooper's chest explode into a red mist. The Death Trooper fell to his knees and let out a raspy laugh.

"Death is only the beginning, girl. It consumes us all..."  and he collapsed.

I looked behind me and saw my dad. He was wearing his combat gear. It was in an OCP camo pattern, and his face was covered by a coyote tan neck gaiter and his ballistic fast helmet. But I knew it was him, holding a smoking suppressed M4, with a suppressed sniper rifle slung on his back.

He lowered the M4 and said "Whose ready to wage war on the Core?"

It was gonna be a long night.