"Get up ladies!" The General yells. "All of you to the course ASAP!" We all start running out the door, "Except for you Thompson, I need to talk to you." Oh god, what did I do? I tried to think of anything, but nothing came to mind. Fuck, is this about the whiskey I brought back? "Thompson, I know about the whisky, but you're not in trouble son, I need to talk to you about the safety of Earth." What the hell? What is he talking about? "Thompson, I know you're a man of few words, so this conversation is going to be very short. I have a mission for you on Phobos."
"Phobos! What! The base where all hell broke loose, literally! Why am I going there?!"
"We have reports of spikes in radiation readings in the spot them fucking demons came out before, we believe that they are planning to cross over again and do even more damage than last time."
"Oh shit..." what is going to happen if I fail… “Alright, I will not fail you.”
“This ain’t about me son, it’s about the whole of Earth and mankind that you’ll be doing this for.”
On the way we talked about the small things like the wife and kids. I thought we were getting into a ship but there seemed to be no pilot yet. "When am I heading out?"
"Right now son," Before I could react he slapped a harness on me and I was teleported to the hangar that we transport out of. What the hell? "Guess you weren't briefed on the teleport tech yet, of course, after Phobos, nobody was supposed to know about it. Were gonna take you up to U.A.C. HQ."
"What?! Why?"
Winters slams his fist down on the desk in frustration. "Jesus, didn't General Wilson tell you? We can't keep the portal open for too long or it'll happen again!" At this point his veins are popping out of his shaven head, showing his obvious anger only more.
"Ok calm down Winters, I'll get on the damn ship, just calm the fuck down already!"
"You should be saying that when they tell you exactly where you're going..."
