Army Of Angels (A Glanny Fan Fiction)

Chapter Twenty One: Danny

Army Of Angels:

Danny:

January 1916:

Death is in the air once more. I always say that if it is foggy then let heaven open those golden gates and get ready for an influx because its on the most foggiest days, where the clouds are overcast and there sun is hidden from view, that there's a mass killing, a barrage or some kind of raid on our trench.

I hadn't seen Glen all day which was a shame but I guess he has been helping Sheehan with his dysentery and I, too, have been extremely busy in the Captain's office.

He called me in and only me. I couldn't tell why at first but he soon explained it all to me. So when I entered the musky cabin decorated with: a table, four chairs, a couple of cabinets, a little kitchenette area which included a table and a rickety little bed, the Captain was sat in one of the four chairs awaiting my arrival but not with a smile on his face - with a grim look that had cemented itself onto every single one of the soldiers' faces.

"Good evening O'Donoghue," the Captain greeted formally.

"And to you Captain,"

"Take a seat," he instructed.

So I sat down on one of the chairs to find that they were rather wobbly and not very reliable in just who they could carry.

"Why did you call me and only me here, Captain?" I asked.

"There is to be a raid. At around sunset. Today," he said.

"Why are you only telling me this, Captain?"

"Because ... Be-cause ... Oh for God's sake ... Their main targets are you," he said.

"Couldn't help but here you say plural there," I inquired.

"You. Power. Sheehan," he said.

"What! Why?" I shouted.

"You three are the only soldiers remaining since 1914. They want to know what's so special about you and eliminate that. Although if I'm honest Sheehan has dysentery and Power has had shell shock," he said.

"Power still has shell shock it's just that he has found a way to cope with it. He will always suffer in that head of his. Albeit in his dreams or daydreams or anything really," I said.

"Right ... Sorry we digressed. What I mean to say is that there's really no need to tell everyone else-"

"Why the hell not? We tell everyone else then we can prepare ourselves for the raid. We can suitably arm ourselves. If we can see them coming then we can shoot them down..."

"O'Donoghue! Stop. They are almost here that's why. Get yourself out there and warn as many people as you can. It would have taken too long to tell all the generals. By the by O'Donoghue. You survive today ... And there's a C.O job waiting back here for you," the Captain said.

I was getting up as he said that and had to grip the table to stop myself from falling.

"What?"

"Oh I'll admit, at twenty you may be one of our youngest but I'm reckoning you will go full steam ahead as Brunel would say. You'll be amazing. Just get trough today," he said.

I have him a salute and walked out of the cabin. That orangey yellowy orb in the sky was floating downwards towards the see. The sky was turning darker as the orb made its trail down and around once more ready to appear in some place else, make the same trail and then appear in the west. I turned to the west to see a flailing of soldiers. Some falling. Some shouting. Some running.