Hey :)
This is my new story, I hope you enjoy this one!
For the ones who have read more of my stories: This will NOT include any character dead. :)
Part I
Chapter 1: Seemingly Normal
"Have you ever seen the wounds of your soul reflect upon your own body?"
Private looked around his room. Happy colors, smiling horses with horns on their heads, homework, some dirty clothes in the corner, it appeared to be a normal teens room. Maybe a bit childish for a boy already seventeen years old.
His cloths were neat, clean, his haircut made him look down-right adorable. His black jacket was open, revealing his white t-shirt. His sparkling blue eyes could make every girl fall for him. Still he looked young, younger than he really was. He sat down at his desk to work on his 'homework', just like every other seemingly normal teen would do in a seemingly normal teens room.
If only he was normal. If only his room was normal. His homework? No, that were old mission files. His clothes? That was a part of his cover. His 'dad'? No, that was only his commanding officer. Private's life wasn't in any way like that of a normal teen. The only thing he did just like his fellow teens was going to school. But they didn't like him. They always told him that he was stupid, loving the Lunacorns. They laughed because of his British accent. They mocked him because he never hang out with them.
They knew that he was not normal, they could feel it. For Private, it felt like letting Skipper, his guardian, his commanding officer, almost his dad, down. But Skipper always yelled at him. He always was the 'expendable' one, the naïve one, the cute one. They never told him that he was important, meant something to the unit, they never even told him that they liked him. He was just Private for them.
Private, the boy without parents. Private, the boy who always listened. Private, the boy who was always honest. Private, the boy without name. He was just Private. Nothing more, nothing less. Just as unimportant as the shoes he was wearing.
A loud bang made him look up from the old mission files. Not that he was paying attention to them. "KOWALSKI!" He heard Skipper yell. Private shook his head. His team mate had once again blew up a place in their seemingly normal home. It was a mystery that their neighbors never called the police. Maybe that was because their neighbors were always playing that loud music, until deep in the night, driving Skipper completely crazy. He made sure that he closed the folder holding the mission files, before walking towards Kowalski's lab.
"Are you both alright?" The two men stopped their conversation, which seemed to become louder every second, to look at the teenage boy. "Sure we are, Private, don't worry." The large man spoke. He had to be around 1.88 meters high and although he appeared a bit geeky, his black hair, combed backwards, and his large blue eyes made him look very handsome. For some reason, unknown to Private, he used an abacus to calculate on, and most of the time he wore safety goggles. Private wondered if Kowalski would need the goggles if he used a normal calculator, but he wisely kept his mouth shut.
In front of Kowalski stood Skipper, their commanding officer. He was small, only a little higher than Private was. His black hair was cut in a military way and he had, just like Private and Kowalski sapphire blue eyes. His face always looked stern, official like. He only smiled in the rarest occasions. He always wore a black suite, with a white chalk stripe. It made him appear less commando like and got the attention away from his muscular body. It made him more look like a businessman than a highly trained commando officer.
Private narrowed his eyes. It was obvious that they had been fighting. A long silence followed, with the three just looking at each other, when Rico came running in.
"'inner! I's 'edy!" Rico jumped up and down with excitement. Private laughed a little by seeing the look on their weapons expert face. Rico was a very muscular man, tall, but not as tall as Kowalski. He had a scar on the left side of his face, and his black hair was always looking a bit messed up. Rico was handsome, but his not-so-normal part made it for him impossible to find a real girlfriend. Rico had just like the other team members blue eyes. And not unimportantly, he was able to make the most delicious sushi a man could ever eat. Skipper turned towards their over excited weapon expert. "Good job Rico! We'll join you in seconds!" Skipper gave Kowalski a last, but very meaningful look and the team moved towards their kitchen.
The sushi was indeed delicious, and the team sat satisfied at their kitchen table. Kowalski tried to talk to him, but since Private didn't really enjoy to discuss the matters of gravity, he just ignored Kowalski. Everybody waited for Skipper to give the sign that they were allowed to move away from the table. Finally, Skipper gave the sign to move out. Private made sure that his team mates were drinking their coffee in the living room, before he began to wash the dishes.
Those scars. He hated them. As long as nobody saw them, nobody would see his shame, his misery. Those wounds. He kept making new ones. As long as nobody saw them, nobody could help him. He heard the anchorman Chuck Charles talking about some liquidated mass-murderer, car accidents and a random story about a snowboarding cat. Private heard Skipper giving comments on the news, saying things like: "Of course there are so many accidents, have you seen the weather? It must be influenced by Blowhole!" Or, "I believe that there's a whacked out conspiracy behind that cat, we have to investigate that!" He sighed, although Skippers paranoia had saved them countless times, it could be really annoying too. How could possibly a snowboarding cat held secrets?
Private finished the dishes and sat down beside his team mates. Kowalski was making notes on his clipboard, while Rico and Skipper were watching a program called 'The Cops Last Catch'. He grabbed a cookie and watched some truck explode, what caused Skipper and Rico to jump up and down in excitement and Kowalski to look up annoyed from his clipboard. "You know that you are just acting like Private when he's watching his everyone gets along show, right?"
"I do not act liked that!" Private said, a bit hurt. Kowalski rose his eyebrow and Skipper and Rico turned their heads towards him. "Sure you don't, Private." Skipper ruffled his hair and Private decided that it was for the best to rest the case.
So how did you like it?