Mobile Infantry: Life after death is often misread.

Chapter Eight: Burns are only skin deep

"God dammit, stay together apes!" I yelled, the blast from the nuke was getting closer to our skimmer formation. "Put the engines to full power, we will not loose any more men!" I yelled again, I really wanted no more men of ours to die.

"Sir, the nuke radius is now over. We are clear, sir..." I heard a skimmer say

"Copy, how many men did we loose?" I asked

"Two skimmers...We couldn't hear them burn as the radio waves kept breaking off..." The skimmer replied back to me, It wasn't an awnser I was hoping for.

"Copy your last, I am sorry for the men we have lost." I replied, hoping for no more news.

We then flew straight to the Forage of the Dammed, waiting for the hanger doors to open. I couldn't help but think of the men we had lost. "Hatey, doors are opening. Get inside before any more explosions send us to the ground." I heard Alyson say, by god I was thankful to hear her voice. We approached the hanger doors and saw the two retrival ships standing by in the bay. We got out the skimmer once it landed, for some reason I was being looked at by the squad medic, Burner. I saw him grab my arm and he held it accross his shoulders.  I then lost all my thoughts and blacked out.

Two days later

"Hey, he's coming through!"

"Thank God, let me see him."

"Yes ma'am."

I could recognise that female voice from anywhere. The sweet voice from a beautiful texan girl. My eyes opened to reveal the sight of her, that could revive me anyday. I have always had feelings for Alyson but she said to keep it profesional, so I kept those feelings to myself. I closed my eyes to just think of her, but I felt a harsh slap on my face.

"You shall not go back into concussion!" Alyson shouted. It's weird, I always find her more attractive when she is mad.

"Don't worry about it Aly, I'm fine" I replied.

"To heck you are, your missing an arm! Here, lemmie just finish it off. It should be fine." She replied, I didn't even realise my arm replacement was missing.

"What happened to it?" I asked.

"The radiation caused the metal to contract, blocking blood through your arm. We had to cut it off if we wanted to save your life, and of course I wanted to save your life!" She winked at me, the one only Alyson could do. "And then the blood supply rushed to your head, causing a concussion, but your awake and fine now. And look, I installed a new grip system." She put a glass in my new robotic arm and I saw the grip squeezing it until the glass broke. "See, pretty cool!" she said.

"Hey, a deadly arm is better than no arm." I said. She smiled at me and walked off, by god I wanted her so much. But, like she said, our relationship was strictly profesional. I got up and looked on the medic bedside, some documents I had to skim read and sign at the bottom. And a note, it read "Stephen, I couldn't bare to see you die. Please don't do it again." I guessed it was from Alyson. I then walked back to the baracks where I could rest in peice.