The Undercover Hero

Chapter 4 AJ

My face was drench in blood my eyes caught Boomer looking at me with lovey dovey eyes. I turn around and think to myself. Is he in love with me? Maybe but isn't he married or is he single? It does not matter I am not single.

My life was already a living nightmare. I do not need another man in my life. Plus, I do not want to cheat on my best friend, who is also my husband. That would just be wrong, it would cause so much drama for me and Rusky plus I love Rusky and only Rusky.
Still, I pressed on towards the front line getting increasingly reckless with making sure I look like a person with an antisocial personality disorder.

I remember bringing my little sister to war, but she ends up going missing. Quite sure she has died by now. She has been gone for years, more than one year. Even though I know it was a bad idea to bring her to war.
I was crazy to do that. I will never do that again. I promise I am sorry. I will always look for and pray that you are still alive. But sometimes when she is not here, I feel my life draining from me, but this is not the end of my life and not the end of the war. It is always about the same sister.
Boomer looked at me and smiled, but it was shot down by the glare of the only other female, Killer Fang. The only ally we have. She is from a different world. One that no one has ever heard of. It drives me nuts. She does not speak a different language.
She speaks the same as us. It makes me nervous about what she is. She cannot be in war because she is to be overpowered compared to anyone in the world. Their world is ahead of us. That does not mean anything.
She laughs at the joke her husband made. She made me nervous. Her steed was huge. His wings flapped and fooled into the sides of this massive monster. He snorts out a cloud of smoke and the monster look me dead in the eyes as its fiery eyes burn me inside out. He moved one big foot towards me.
The ground shook as he walked towards me.
He was ten sizes times of a giraffe. He sniffed my hair and licked me. His breath was just a big friendly dog-like monster. Killer Fang was twice the size of me. She looked down at me as she petted the side of the so-called dragon.

"Ha-ha looks like you meet Lug. He is a sweetheart."

I nod still stung from the massive tong. My uniform drips with slobber.

"damn it it's going to take fucking years to get the stench out of the fabric."

She laughs with this deep voice of a strong woman. Her scars were the size of my head.