THE PAIN will make you yelp, whimper, and cry out loud. To torment, that was their work but it was like that the fate has reversed. The General didn’t see this coming, well at least he did not foresee this one to come this fast. A group of opponents entered their site without their knowledge. “How are you, General?” Agent Ghost inquired, walking towards the higher official. The fierce eyes of the girl meet the innocent yet bold look of the General. “I’m expecting you to be surprised,” she added while wearing a sweet smile. The agent is holding her M27 Infantry Automatic Rifle across her chest while looking intently at the General, alert that every moment, the General might fire at her. “You’re alive?” asked the General, a puzzled look can be traced on the officer's face. Perhaps the General could not believe his very eye. Here, standing in front of him, his previous officer. By the question asked by her former superior, the agent and her comrades could not he
THE MIDNIGHT air touches the being’s skin yet she was oblivious about it. Walking back and forth along the middle of this place calm herself. She haven’t slept for two days, worried about the higher officer. Aracelli pulled her hair out of frustration, biting her lower lips. “Seems like you’re still awake,” said a voice from nowhere. Taken aback, Aracelli slowly looks at her back to see nothing. “Who’s that?” she said, acting valiant. She heard a shaking of the bushes and just in front of her jumped a familiar figure. “Trainees are not allowed in here,” the guest’s voice gave a shiver in her spine, it was strange for Aracelli. “You should go inside and take a rest,” the guest added and try to walk away but Aracelli stopped her. “Please stop bypassing me,” she pleaded as she held Blanche’s left arm tightly. The latter did not bother to look in Aracelli’s way instead, Blanche fidget her arms just for Aracelli to let it go but to no avail. “What the fu
TIRING and nerve-racking, Aracelli’s chest was pounding up and down as she take a rest. Both hands are placed on her both knee, making it support. She hasn’t got enough slumber, again, and yet, here she is, doing some routine on her own this daybreak. “I can do this,” she kept on murmuring as sweat made its way to her cheeks from her forehead. “I can do this,” she repeated. Picking the swords up, she made her stance and shut her eyes. “Keep yourself alert. You need to protect yourself from now on, Aracelli. Don’t let yourself get in trouble again just like what happened in the past.” She said those words to herself, making her feel proud. She continues the drill until her dark past chases her. The place was haunted, from the little girl’s standpoint. Terrified as she was, the fugitive guffawed like a mad wicked witch that you can see in films. Quivering in distress, she moved closer to the wall, greeting the cold surface. Shattered glass was on the floor’s ca
THE STEAMING aroma of the freshly brewed coffee welcomed her, first thing in the morning. She rely on her couch as she took a sip on her cup, thinking of the past. It was never included in her plan to meet her wife, she just feel the need to. The girl has been diverted with everything except Blanche. But when Blanche interrupted her mind, she’ll go and check the being. She surely misses Blanche but she can do nothing about it. Sighing, she wipes away the tears on her cheeks. “I have been staying away from you for too long, I can do it all over again if that's the only way you can forget about me,” she utters as she shut her eyes. “Venus,” a baritone voice called for her name. “I’m glad that you’re awake,” the serious tone of her superior made her shiver. “What are you doing inside my room?” she weakly asked. “Where’s my wife?” she added, roaming her eyes around the room. The latter shrugged and gave her a sly smile, “Who knows? Maybe
THE CLOCK was continuously ticking and with every second passed by, the two beings remain silent; as if they do understand what a silent atmosphere means. Staring blankly at the ceiling, Blanche sighed. Beside her was Venus who was breathing heavily. “How come you’re still alive, Venus?” she breaks the silence but still not looking at the other. Staring sideways at Blanche, Venus reaches for the latter’s hand and holds it. “It was my sanction, to pretend that I am dead.” “After all these years, I really thought you were gone. I thought I lost you,” Blanche said, panting. “But I was shocked when I saw you inside the cabin, what are you doing there?” she inquired. Venus guiltily stares down at the blanket and removes her hand from Blanche’s. “We’re about to start a combat between you and your comrades but we went there at the wrong time, someone put the cabin on fire,” she explained. “For how long will we fight? Our team. We do stand t
DEFEANING SILENCE greeted this being's attention. It has been a week since the last time she saw her wife and it frustrates her as she is currently staying inside this room covered with mostly white painted walls. The sliding window was left slightly open, curtains parted in both directions; swaying as if it is dancing, as the air flows inside.She took a glance beside the room's side table, there, she can see the envelope that was given to her. It was her payment for her service, she scoffs at the thought as she lay her head on her pillow as the being shut her eyes, and furrowed her brows. Tick-tock, tick-tock, the sound of the wall clock is the only thing that she can hear inside her room. Irritated by the sound, she hastily woke up only to find her superior's presence. The higher officer is sitting beside the footboard of her bed, reading a newspaper."I bet you're already awake, officer," her superior said, while still reading the newspaper. Venus sighed as she rolled her eyes hea
OFTENTIMES, people in your surroundings will judge you without even knowing what you've been through and why you've decided to perform your actions. Nevertheless, people will base their judgment purely on their perception which has nothing to do with how you deal with your life. Venus chuckles at the thought as she reveals how she survived her unplanned death of hers. The steaming cup of coffee welcomed Venus' scent of smell. She's standing near the window of their quarters as her fellow comrades stare at her with their eyes widened. Some of them had their mouth barely open, conceivably, they could not sink in what Venus had revealed to them. It was indeed an unimaginable event. "I may not be existing now if it wasn't because of you," Venus said while looking at Alexis. The other officer shrug and sighs, "I've just done what's on the plan." "Well, but then again, if you were a minute late, perhaps, I may be in the tombstone for real, innit?"
THE NERVES inside her head feel like exploding. The thump-thump-thump sound of her heartbeat is as loud as a bass drum. She could not keep her composure, her hands are trembling while reaching out to the wirings of the C4 RDX time bomb. "...Y-you're trembling..." Jupiter almost whispers as she reaches Blanche's hand using her other hand. "I...I've already told you, stop trying," she added. Blanche did not bother to look at her companion, she just remains to lean forward, her attention was still on the bomb and yet, she could not help but suppress her tears from flowing. It is no time for her to cry like a child right now, Jupiter needs to be saved! Blanche removes Jupiter's hands from her and gently presses them. She could not afford to tell anything, she might breakdown out of all the frustrations that she had inside her. Goodness, please stop saying anything anymore, Jupiter. She mumbles to herself. "Blanche..." once again, Jupiter utters, slightly touch