crimson hunters

6

Third person

Finding that vile in his pocket ment everything that just happend was real and that he had the power to right his wrongs at the cost of him going mad as a hatter. It was never even a choice he was going to do it. As he walks to the plane befor it takes off he feels a dark presence come over him he shakes it off and keeps walking. His combat boot clicking against the metal of the cargo ramp as he gets ready to leave. The ramp closes and the plane takes off. After an hour or so  the plane is just entering united states airspace. As midnight looks out of the window he sees two F-22 raptors closing to intercept them. He runs to the cockpit and the co pilot hands him a radio just as the fighter pilot starts to speek. "UNIDENTIFIED AIRCRAFT YOU ARE FLYING IN A RESTRICTED AIR ZONE IDENTIFY YOURSELF NOW!" The pilot shouts over the radio. Midnight takes a deep breath and begins to speek. "This is crimson hunters aircraft number 11321, our clearance code in 5-niner-delta-zulu-8-0-7-xray." Midnight says in a monotone voice. "Copy your code checks out sorry for the inconvenience sir." The pilot says as the fighters both bank hard right to return to patrol around the airbase. After another five minutes the side of a mountain in the desert opens up and the craft flys through and lands. They disembark and midnight goes for his debrief with sir edan. As he opens the big wooden door to sir edan's office to find sir edan holding his sword and standing by the window. His sword is a long two handed greatsword forged long ago and lost to the world. The sword is able to leave a wound on even a vampire or an angel, the sword is of olden legends, bestowed upon him by micheal himself.  This is only the second time midnight has ever seen the sword. "Her names durandal." Sir edan says as he turns to midnight. His emerald eyes are cast over with worry, and hatred. "What happend?" Midnight askes. "The bastard wernt tryin to free the Shedim, it was a diversion as the fucker abbadon busted open the cage and set free the devil himself." Sir edan says rubbing his temples with his hand. A feeling of dread washes over midnight, suddenly he wished something that he never thought he would. He wished he was back in the Yucatan

As midnight walks back to his room his head dropped and a feeling of defeat washing over him, all those lifes lost for a fucking diversion. As he gets to his room he goes to his shower and strips off. As the hot water washes away the sand and sweat the blood stays, although he cant see it with his eyes its still there. The feeling, the smell, and the dread. His hands arnt coverd in blood but his whole body. Fifteen more names to engrave into his mind what's fifteen more to a lumbering pile. He punches the concrete wall once for every person he lost under his command, saying the names of the dead after every hit, 127 people he lost because he wasn't a competent enough leader, 127 family's that will never be whole again, 127 people that he has to live with the death of, 127 times he should have been a better leader, 127 times he wishes it would have been him insted. On the last hit he feels the pain and the hot blood running down his arm as tears stream down his face. He falls to a sitting position in the shower holding his head in his hands. "GIVE THEM BACK AND TAKE ME INSTED I BEG YOU PLEASE LET ME TAKE THEIR PLACE!"  He screams at the heavens.  He sees out of the corner of his eye a familiar face poke around the shower wall. "You realy shouldn't be in here." Midnight says still crying "yeah but you look like you could use a shoulder to cry on." He hears Mila's voice reply as she walks into the shower and sets down beside midnight. "Your night clothes are white, the water will make them see through." Midnight tells her. She shrugs her shoulders. "Nothing you haven't seen before, and plus your naked after all not me." She says. Midnight lets out a little laugh. "Guess you got me there." He says. She grabs his hand and leans her head on his shoulder. And they sit letting the water flow over them. After what feels like a long while mila turns off the water and they both get out of the shower. Her clothes being soaked and see through he has her change into one of his shirts and a pair of swim trunks he has in his dresser that no longer fit him. Surprisingly they fit her well enough. Midnight comes into his room wearing just a pair of black fatigue bottoms drying off his hair. "Sorry you had to see me like that, i was in a bad place." He says his eyes still clouded over by self-doubt. She walks to him and pushed him to the ground and sets on his stomach, she stairs into his eyes. They glow almost a blood red in the dimmer lighting and she wonders if hers do too. "What are you doing?" He asks her. "Im not sure, but im not stopping to find out." She replies before kissing him. And they become one under the new moon  they seal the bond. The next morning midnight wakes with Mila's arms wrapped around him. In a haze from last night, he remembers the sight, the sound, the taste, and most importantly the feel. For the first time in a long long time he actually feels happy, the voices of the dead no longer scream inside of his head he just feels happy.