Omega 17

(Chapter two) Memories

 The lid closes over as Jake descends the ladder into a slightly cluttered little hovel: Computers lay against the wall broken,books lay scattered with their hologram images flickering with little life left in them on the covers bits and pieces of various electronics lay on tables in a corner and a single bed sits unmade with a rather thick blanket crumpled and tattered with holes in it but still able to give plenty of warmth on a cold night. striding over to a fridge Jake opens it and sighs grabbing a strange looking bottle silver in color yet see through with a green glowing liquid inside. popping it open he drinks deeply and sits down on the bed rubbing his eyes trying to fight back the tears and disgust with himself for killing the Captors
"why...why did they have to come now...why couldn't they leave me alone.."
he speaks to himself as tho he were having another conversation with someone else. he looks up and swallows a lump in his throat and picks up a picture from a  small stand near him. staring into it we can see him a bit younger with a smile something he rarely has these days. standing next to him with her arm around his waist stands a beautiful girl looking to be about seventeen years of age smiling at the camera her brown hair waving in a breeze her hazel eyes staring back with a twinkle in them. slightly shorter then Jake she seems to emit an air of command even in the picture. the image flickers as Jake turns it bringing the figures into a 3D view. he swallows again this time a tear slipping from his eyes as he speaks more to the picture then himself this time
"Amara....oh god Amara...i wish i could've been there....i keep hoping everyday....every time a Captor finds me...they will know where you are....i swear...i swear ill find you love....ill find you...and ill make every godless fucking Operative and Blackwell Merc pay tenfold for taking you away....for hurting you..."
and at last the tears do come flooding from his eyes as he begins to cry unable to help himself memories flooding to him like a tidal wave. we watch silently giving him his moment of mourning. but it is short lived as the lid opens once again and he looks up as a moderately tall man descends wearing a black kimono and carrying a void katana its edge lit up red. the lid closes as he turns around and smiles his features kind his blue eyes glinting in the light. quickly Jake wipes his eyes and stands up taking a deep breath
"Hello Shaoun"
*the man bows lightly and turns off his blade and sets it aside. speaking his voice is silky but wit ha tough tone to it like a commander*
"Hello Jake Brackson...you seem upset"
*he speaks it like a question but he knows better and Jake simply shrugs trying to hide his hurt*
"im fine Shaoun don't worry about me....have any of the others reported in yet?"
*the change in subject so quickly confirms Shaouns placed concern but he does not pursue. instead he nods gently and grabs a drink from the large fridge*
"yes they have. Dipper reported in an hour ago and Ryan reported in only half an hour ago. they should be coming by shortly they are meeting up at the strip club down the street and are going to walk back together"
*Jake makes a grimace and shakes his head in disgust*
"how the fuck can they possibly enjoy going near places like that? most of the girls their are depraved and the males are no better if not worse...fucking hell i still have the images of girls night burned into my mind...by the gods of Gor i would give anything to burn the image of guys in straps from my mind"
*Shaoun simply chuckles and sits down in a old armchair drinking a purple colored  liquid*
"yes well they seem to not mind it so much but i suppose i have to agree with you Jake seeing something like that...well i would rather face a hundred Blackwell Mercs then suffer that form of punishment"
*Jake laughs and sits down back on the bed. Shaoun drinks deeply then speaks again and looks at Jake*
"i saw the bodies outside...more Captors?"
*Jake tenses up and looks away swallowing another lump in his throat and nods stiffly. Shaoun sighs and sits up a little straighter*
"Look Jake i know you don't like killing...and i know that lately your anger has been getting more and more out of control at the mere sight of Captors...ever since-"
*but Jake looks back at him his eyes blazing*
"don't Shaoun...just don't...its my fault she got taken...."
*Shaoun sighs again and goes quiet and nods. silence follows when the lid opens again and two people begin to descend:one a tall black man with a full black beard and short cropped hair with deep brown eyes and a moderate body build his features grizzled and tough. following him is a short stocky woman with waist length red hair freckles and bright green eyes a smile on her face. moving without a word they both grab drinks and flop into chairs. the tall black man speaks first his voice soothing but tough like his features*
"Hello Shaoun didn't expect you to get back so quickly"
*Shaoun laughs softly and simply bows*
"i move quickly with the winds Ryan my friend"
*Ryan chuckles as the woman rolls her eyes*
"yea well if Ryan didn't stop and ogle the girls tits in the bar we would've been back faster"
*Ryan casts the girl a glance of annoyance and she simply shrugs*
"well its true"
*Jake finally cracks a smile and shakes his head*
"And your no better Dipper ive seen your dirty magazine collection you ogle tits more then Ryan and Shaoun together"
*she blushes deeply and quiets herself by drinking her drink and looks away her voice slightly more higher pitched*
"oh shut up asshole"
*They all laugh. calming down Shaoun speaks again*
"as we are all aware from one another s reports there is a shipment of Meta-humans being transported in the next few days off planet back to Earth to Blackwell Corp HQ. from reviewing documents and extracting information we have determined that the time will be between twelve pm and four pm down at the docks on Seaside. the question is....how do we act?"
*The others remain quiet before Jake finally speaks up his voice filled with fire once more*
"what we always do Shaoun....we go in rescue the Meta-humans....and kill every motherfucking Merc who gets in our way"
*they all look at him with silent agreement....and nod*
"we move tomorrow"