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Prologue
Cardigan Bay, Wales, United Kingdom
May 16, 2015, 19:01
Sergeant Darius 'Breaker' Trace, British S.A.S.
The truck bumped around a bit as we made a sharp right turn, finally leaving city, and entering the Cardigan Bay area. I looked up from my inspection of my silenced MP5 to glance at the other S.A.S Soldiers around me, 5 in all, all wearing matching black, one piece wet suits. All had the same firearms, and all men had a serious demeanor that surrounded them. They knew what their mission was, as from the debrief that happened only a mere 2 hours ago.
An unregistered ship had docked in Cardigan Docks and, seeing from UAV scanners, they had large shipments of weapons. High Command had said that the sailors were most likely insurgents. But what made them send the S.A.S in was another object on the ship, which a strange radiation coming off of it that even forensics couldn't make heads or tails out of. Me and the rest of the squad were ordered to go in with 'black ties', meaning that we were to have no resemblance to any network, and have no items showing who they were loyal too. And here we were, ready to hijack the shipment.
That was when Captain Ford, leading officer for the mission, stood as the truck made another sharp turn. "Alright, men. I have just received new orders from HC (High Command). It would appear that 4 transport trucks arrived and have taken away the targets. Luckily, we have there new location via UAV. They are heading towards the Warehouse district. We are to be advised, there are a confirmed 15 plus targets, all armed with unknown assault rifles and SMGs. Understood?" Everyone nodded. "Good. Take us there, driver. Stat!"
Parking a mile from the Warehouse district, we quickly and silently made our way through the maze of buildings, looking for the location of the trucks. There was a heavy fog, which scrambled the UAV's scanners, and couldn't get closer without alerting the enemy of our position. So in other words. We were on our own. Suddenly, the captain waved us to cover, which we quickly obeyed. He signaled to the right, in which we saw a lot of light emanating from a certain warehouse. Signaling us forward, we slowly proceeded towards the warehouse, weapons drawn and ready to shoot. Stopping us again, the Captain ran towards the warehouse, where 4 trucks stood.
Keeping to the shadow as much as possible, we sat right outside the front entrance of the warehouse where 3 men, all wearing grey sailors clothes, were unloading crates from the trucks. All the crates had a big, red and black tiger on it, and were filled to the brim with guns and munitions of all kinds. The Captain signaled us to proceed to the rafters, located write above the sailors, only accessible by the ladder next to them. Going up slowly and silently, we reached the top. Private Desmond, who was crouching right next to me looked extremely brave, border lining fearless. I could not say the same about myself.
I may look emotionless on the outside, but on the inside, I was terrified. In truth, I hated shooting people. Watching them go down under a rain of gunfire, keeping in mind that they most likely had to provide for there families. That was why I was the team medic, so that I could save more lives than kill. The thought of combat always made my spine turn to ice, and send shivers up my back. As we passed over the men unloading the crates, I overheard them speaking. "Aye, look at all this ammunition. Its almost like the boss is trying to prepare for a bloody war or something!" The second man, who had a beard and matching brown hair, grunted, and replied, "Well, the Oberherr are giving a great price. I am sure the boss couldn't resist." The first shrugged, about to give his reply, when the captain signaled to 3 of the other S.A.S, who quickly and quietly put 3 clean holes into the men's heads.
The captain turned towards us again. "Alright, here's the plan. Sergeant Malk, lead Private Gordon and Private Yuro down the rafters, and cause a diversion for the men inside. Me, Sergeant Trace, and Private Desmond will give them bloody hell from above. Remember, don't get yourselves killed down there." Sergeant Malk saluted, and lead his small team down the rafters, while the Captain told me and Desmond to get positioned at a window. Quickly getting into position, I peered into the warehouse bellow me, and quickly put my finger to my earpiece. "Group, this is code name Breaker. Stand by for a second! I have a visual on something." The Captain spoke next, whispering, "Group, this is code name Head, and I see visual as well. What is that thing?"
Through my window, I saw a large, circular machine, wires and tubes coming out of it, attaching to multiple generators in the room. The wires also connected to a strange looking mirror, which gave me an uneasy feeling just looking at it. Then, Sergeant Malk spoke up. "Code name Head, this is Code name Heart. According to my scanner, the mirror itself is the source of the strange radiation. "Shite!" The captain spoke over his headset. "Alright, men. Engage, but do not fire on targets. I repeat, engage, but do not waltz with tangos."
I looked down, spotting 3 black clad figures moving behind some crates, as an armed guard came strolling towards them. Quicker than the eye could see, Private Yuro put his SMG on the ground, drawing his tactical knife. As the man passed, Yuro brought the man behind the crates and, hand over the mans mouth, slit his throat. Once the mans body stopped convulsing, Yuro put his knife away and brought his SMG to bear again. They began to proceed again, when a high pitched, british voice screamed. "Intruders!" Then, there was chaos.
Gunfire erupted all throughout the room aiming Malk and his men. The Captain cursed to himself, then yelled, "Give it to them, mates!" And we began to give suppressive fire, just as the enemies began to take cover behind anything they could fit behind. I aimed and quickly took out one of the men, who was about to shoot at the Captain. Private Gordon was the first to fall, blood splattering from the AK-47 round to his head. I quickly avenged him, shooting down his killer. Then, Desmond screamed next to me, as a bloody hole appeared in his stomach. I rushed over to him, checking his wound. His breathing becoming more ragged, I searched for the bullet hole. I painfully closed my eyes, seeing that the bullet had punctured Desmond's lung. he wasn't going to make it. Desmond began to cry, wordlessly yelling for me to put him out of his misery. I was going to help him against the wall, when a small, round object crashed through the already bullet torn window, landing beside Desmond.
"Grenade!" Captain Ford shouted, before diving through his window. Without thinking, I followed, the explosion enveloping Desmond and propelling me forward. I landed into the crates that Malk and his squad had originally his behind. Stunned from the impact, I felt a hand help me up. I was about to thank whoever it was, when the butt of the mans rifle hit me in the face, making me stagger to the left wall. For the first time, I noticed the gunfire had ceased. I was shoved to my knees, right beside Private Yuro and Sergeant Malk. Captain Ford was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly, a big, muscular man came over to us, a USB. Pistol in one hand. "Who is the commanding officer here?" The man said, his voice having a heavy British accent . I was about to speak up, when Malk gave me a look, telling me not to. He stood, saying, "I am." The Muscular man smiled wickedly, saying, "Good." Then, to my utter shock and horror, the leader shot Malk in the face, blowing half of his face off. Biting his lip at the mans remains, the man came to stand in front of me and Yuro. I was scared silly, knowing that this was it. My short, 24 year old life was coming to an end. I wasn't married, and had nothing more to look forward to. God, why did this have to happen?
"Congratulations!" The leader said, signaling to a man near a lever, connected to the machine. "You two get to be the first people to witness a new era!" With that, the man pulled the switch. Suddenly, blue energy began to stream through the tubes connecting the machine the mirror. The Machine began to whir, drawing energy from the generators. The lights in the building began to go crazy, from all the power being drawn to the machine. The guards started backing away from it, looks of terror and awe on their faces. Then, as soon as the blue energy went through the tubes, a giant whirlpool of blue energy emulated from the machine. I felt fear turning my blood cold, wondering what forces he was witnessing in front of him. The leader stared at the strange portal, his hand outstretched. "It's so beautiful." he said, his voice faltering.
Then he turned to us, biting his lip again. "Well, I was going to offer a ransom for your poor souls, to buy us some time. But, I don't think that will be needed anymore." My eyes widened as he began to approach us, pulling his pistol out of it's holster. Oh, why did I join the S.A.S? I turned my head to Heaven, praying to Jesus for a bloody miracle! Then, it came true. Right as the leader aimed his pistol at my head, he recoiled, screaming in agony as blood erupted from his shoulder, making him fall over. A guard near the portal turned, aiming his AK, but was quickly killed by a round to the chest. Near the entrance, shooting wildly, came Captain Ford, shooting at the generators in the side of the room. "Run!" he screamed, right as enemy bullets punched into his chest. Panicking, I turned and started running for the portal. The leader, still groaning on the ground, screamed to shoot me.
That was when the explosions hit. The generators all blew, sending sparks and enemies everywhere. the portal began to spark as well, and I quickly ran to it. Before I could jump in, a stray bullet hit my leg, making me stumble into the portal. A searing white heat engulfed me, and as my thoughts went to black, I was able to think one last depressing thought.
I had left Private Yuro behind to die.