Ever had one of those moments where at first it seemed like it was the right decision, but then it ends up biting you in the butt later? Well, that totally happened to me.

The plan was simple. Enter Amer Fort, get the locations for the next strike points, and get out alive. It was that simple. The only difficult thing was getting past all the guards.

Well, in my opinion, it ended in failure.

Trying to convince my commanding officers to allow me to go on this mission was easy. Our cause needed publicity. For the face of a rebellion to break into one of the most top secret places in enemy territory to gain information and come back alive would bring new hope to the rebel cause. Telling my mother and little sister that I would see them either later that night or sometime the next day was also easy. Once the team got to India, things got complicated.

It started when Commander Ryan handed out our issued suicide pills. Just in case we were captured by the enemy, all we had to do was just chomp down one of those babies, and it was an instant trip to whatever afterlife we believed in. However, he apparently didn't have enough for everyone, so I sacrificed mine for the new recruit. I then turned to my friend, Sam, and made her promise that if I got in trouble, she had my permission to shoot me dead. She was our best sharpshooter along with my best friend. Although she looked like she was going to cry, I assured her that everything would be fine, and she agreed.

Here's when things start to go downhill.

So, we manage to sneak into the fort. We found the room that held all the battle maps and managed to figure out the next three air raids they planned. Then, the alarms went off. By that time, we had exited the strategy room and made our way across the courtyard. That's when the snipers took out most of my group. They came without warning, and that's when Samantha and I ran for the outer halls. Bow in hand, I made my way to the archway, when I realized that Sam wasn't behind me. I quickly looked behind me, but when I saw the blood, I kept on running. I had lost my camera crew. No clue where they went. No doubt they were somewhere hiding.

That's when I made it to the 8th floor. As soon as I entered a hallway, three guards came to block my three exits. With my back to a window, I knew what I was facing: Augments. I quickly grabbed the suicide pill release pouch on my shoulder… when I realized that I didn't have one. I then remembered the window behind me.

I notched an arrow in my bow, ready to kill if necessary.

"Stand down, men," said the black haired, female Augment. "I recognize this one. Surely our leader will be most furious if he discovers we've killed the Cougar… You're coming with us."

"Like hell I am."

If I had known those were to be my last words, maybe I would have had a cell phone in my hand, to say, "I love you," to my family one last time. Sadly, that was all I had to say.

I launched off an arrow, sadly, not hitting her, and ran for the window. It probably seems like it was a cliché thing to do: to die in any way for the rebel cause. But, seriously, that's how I was trained. I had seen what these Augments could do. I was willing to stop them. I was chosen to be the face of rebellion for a reason.

I barely had time to realize that I was lucky with this good window. As glass embedded into my skin, my adrenaline burning off the pain, I looked down, and quickly registered that I was about 50 feet from a rocky hangover and then another 30 foot drop to ground level of a flat courtyard.

My sister's twinkling eyes, Sam's smile, and my mother's laugh: those were the last things I thought of before my body made contact with the rocky cliff before toppling down into the flat courtyard below.

A group of Augments made their way to where the human girl was. One of which was clothed in dark materials, with a black trench coat to match. His posture and the look in his eyes radiated leadership. He looked down at the girl. He noticed her before. She was the Cougar: Aspen Johnstone. Her numerous promos were the reason he had the nuisance of the rebel army to deal with. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see two of her fingers twitching.

"Take her to the hospital and await further orders from me," he ordered two Augments.

Not wanting to appear disobedient, they quickly picked up the seemingly lifeless woman and carried her off to the healing room.

"Sir, why are you so interested in saving her? There's no way a weakling such as herself could have survived that fall," said the black-haired, female Augment.

The leader knew he couldn't punish her. She had tried to take Aspen into custody. However, despite the fact that she was just as good as he was, he wished that she wasn't so dull minded.

"Well, she clearly did, Zora. It seems like this one wants to live."