Crisis

Misson: Unknown

     TOMS P.O.V

    My hand slowly slid down my face, it was smooth sailing until my fingers reached a mountain. Somthing that set me apart from people, I wore something stuck out on my face. I looked in the mirror and ran my hand over the googles. The painful memories of them attaching themselves to me crawled into my pounding mind, I pushed them out but some of the pain remained. Rage burned through my blood, a boiling hate powered my hand. I threw a loud punch at the mirror as it shattered into a million sharp blood drawing pieces. I cursed as it drew blood from my red dripping palm. I grabbed paper towels but imminently stopped my actions when I heard footsteps making there way towards my door. A screeching filled the building I ran out of the bathroom with blood dripping down my hand.

    "What's going on?" I asked a man running towards the entrance.

   "An armys making there way towards the base, it's all hands on deck, if they find our base we're SCREWED!" the man ran outside with his gun slung in his arms.

     "Sgt. Tom!"

      Patryck.
 
     "Red leader, he wants to see you! You better hurry, the squad is waiting for you." Patryck ran off and I was left by myself. Death that could be awaiting me. I hadn't talked to that communist since he stole my sight from me. Sure, I had these googles but they were just a pain. Suddenly it was as if time stopped, my heart beat was deafing. All the yelling and voices were silenced out, there was the faint sound of a alarm playing in the background. My heart beat became louder and slower,

     thud. . . .thud. . . . . . . . .thuddd. . . . thud

    Somthing grasped my shoulder. I was brought back into reality and saw two devilish horns looking back on me.
  
"You look like you've just seen a ghost Thomas."

 "S-Sorry sir-your orders?"

    "That ambush you've been planning. . now would be a good time to use it," I grabbed my sniper rifle and began to head off, "Oh and Thomas, you may run into somthing if you hesitate," he chuckled a evil chill sending laugh,"Well you know. And they'll be dead within the week so don't get your hopes up. My armys already got them on the hit list so give up." A smirk arose on his face. What was he talking about?

    The most annoying thing was not knowing, and no one hated it more then me. I grabbed my gun and ran out into war, a war I didn't even know much about. I looked around, everything seemed quite. Too quite. I crept down and hide behind a large rock, I peeked over. Still nothing. I moved my hands from my gun to my googles, I switched my sight to thermal vision. I stood up and walked deeper into the tree's; waiting for red to apper in my sight. I heard a rustle from ahead of me, I swifty hide behind the nearset tree. Someones here.
    I turned off the thermal vison so I could see the imposter. When I looked my heart stopped beating, it was as if I was being suffactaed. My minds swirling thoughts stopped. My gun slipped out of my hand from the shock, through the quite forest when it hit the floor a few twings broke. The mans attiontion was on me.
   
   "Who's there? Come out and we'll let you live." Someone says, I could fell the sweat start to form on my head, I put my hand over my mouth to stop any sound from ecasping my lips. But underneath my hand my lip quivered. I'd never been more relived but scared in my entire life.
     Edd called out again, "I don't want to do things the hard way but your not giving me much of a choice. I promise I won't hurt you." There was Edd, still as sympathetic as ever.

   I wanted to run and squeeze him in a tight hug, I wanted to let him know I'm alive, I wanted to go with him and things go back to the way they used to be. I felt somthing brim in my eyes underneath the hardware that made me the monster I am.
  
   Okay okay! I can't let him get me, he can't know. . .Tord would kill him if I said anything to him. So it's best for him not to meet me at all. But how?
 
"left side cle-" I ripped the waki-talki off my belt and turned it off. An idea sparked. I ran and ran, not looking back. Fear cluchted my chest like a hungery lion killing it's prey. I could hear Edd chasing aftter me. I took a turn, I lost him. But it wont be long before he finds me.

   "Anyone there?" The walkie goes off.

   "Copy sir, team A reporting-"

   "Trace my signal, I need backup as soon as possible!" I whisper screamed into it.

   "Copy, on are way sir!" I sighed in relief, they'd show up then Edd would retreate because he'd be out numbered. Good.  

   Tords P.O.V

    I smirked at the paper in my hands, So I was right. Oh Thomas your in a suprise for when you get back. Its been way to long, don't you think it's time I told you I've known?

     (2 hours after the battle)

I walked down the room hall, *Click Click Click* I knew each and every solider could hear me from behind there room door. I stopped at one. *Knock knock*

   "Red Leader open up." I heard the knob twist, a chicken winged hairstyled man poped out.

   "Yes T-" I gave him a deathing look, he changed his words. "R-Red Leader sir. . ."

*Click Click click* My boots walked across the smooth midnight black tile, Paul and Patryck followed.

  "You know Tord, if I'm allowed to call you that." I stoped in my tracks. Paul contuied, "Are you sure about this?"

  "First off, I'm certain. Second its Red Leader." Paul furrowed his big brows.

  "We rasied your disobedient ass for years. I think we can call you Tord. Or would you rather me change your ringtone to Sunshine Lollipops"

"Whatever--by the way you've obviously been hanging around Thomas for too long." I sneered back.

Patryck jumped in, "He has a really good aim, I don't think I've ever seen him miss a shot."

"He could shoot a fly when he's drunk, he's a sharp shooter. Now what if we make him even better?"

Paul started to light a cigitte then stoped as I ended my sentence, "What are you implying?"

A grin spread across my face as I held up a needle filled with a bright purple substance. "Nothing much, just bringing out an old friend."