So, this will probably be a two-shot. I'm sorry that the first chapter is so short. The next will be longer. Pinky promise. Anyways, this is about a mission gone wrong and what happens after. I know I'm being vague, but I don't want to give too much away. Reviews are greatly appreciated! It's awesome to know someone's reading. But enough of my rambling, enjoy!
"Turn right around this corner. It should be clear." I spoke into the microphone and watched as red dots maneuvered through the corridors of a Russian C.O.C. base. "Phantom, do you copy?" I spoke Zach's codename, trying not to let my desperation seep into my voice. I failed.
"Relax Chameleon. I copy." He whispered back. I mentally sighed.
"There's a guard coming up the stairs past the first door to your left." I warned. I heard Zach breathing. I figured he didn't want to speak at the chance of being heard. Good, he was still alright. Then I heard metal contact with metal. Something crashed to the ground. Zach groaned through the comms unit. Someone screamed for back-up and gunshots echoed in my ear.
"Zach!" I abandoned his codename. "Zach, do you copy?" I was wailing into the microphone.
He responded with another groan. I heard more metal clash and shrieks rang out. "Zachary! Abort the mission. I repeat, abort!" I heard him grunt and the familiar sounds of struggle and pain filed my ears.
"Get him!" A woman at the base ordered. I felt sick to my stomach.
"Get out Zach! Get out! Don't you dare die on me! I will kill you if you die! Get out!" All the red dots on my screen seemed to zero in on one location in the corner of the map. The corner where Zach was.
"Zachary! They're coming! You need to leave!" More grunts filled my ear. How could this happen? It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get in, plant the bomb, get out. He couldn't die!
"Gallagher Girl," He gasped. Tears pooled into my eyes and the comms unit was cut off by static.
I felt my body shake with the sobs that were soon to come. My Blackthorne Boy, was gone. He was invincible. And now, he was gone.
Disclaimer:
Me: "Zach, could I own you?"
Zach: "No."
Me: "Please!"
Zach: "No."
Me: "Oh come on! Just one day? I'll be nice. I promise. I'll even give you a mustache."
Zach: "Double no."
Me: "Darn. I thought the mustache would win you over for sure."
Well, stay tuned! Haha... Thanks for reading!