* As usual I do not own Charlie's Angels or the characters except people you haven't seen in the show. This story is for entertainment/enjoyment purposes only.

* The story takes place after my other stories (except the K/K-femslash ones). I do look back a lot, and it's less confusing if you've read past stories ^^

* As always, thanks to BlueOrbs998 for your enthusiasm and support. :D

* Also. For the mention and better view of my stories, here's a list of which celebs would represent the different characters if this was a show!

Aurore - Mariska Hargitay, Janet - Noomi Rapace, Sandra - Naomi Watts, Kamili - Lauryn Hill, Tommy - Brad Pitt (HEHE), Ella - young Sandra Bullock, Sarah - young Nicole Kidman, Tara - Angela Bassett, Peggy Lou - Dolly Parton (! :D), Yasmin - young Gabrielle Union.
Now google those you don't know! ;D

Lyrics: Hero of War - Rise Against

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Semper Fidelis

A hero of war
Is that what they see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me
And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But it's a flag that I love
It's the only flag I trust

Prologue.

The sound of bombs blowing up houses, people, cars and land is a sound that is impossible to explain. It's a sound you have to experience by yourself to understand to its ultimatum, a sound that if you haven't experienced you will never be able to understand. And if you have experienced it you will probably never forget it. The world exploding around you, the eruption that shakes the Earth under your feet. And then, the silence that follows it. The roaring silence. The seconds of absolute dead air before hell will break lose again, where the sound of people screaming in pain, young children shrieking in fear and confusion as they kneel next to their dead parents, a mother leaning against a hot, red brick wall and howling in agony with her dead child in her arms. All those sounds can be explained easily in two words.

War.

Death.

The tall dark haired woman had turned off her ears as she was running through the neighborhood, her feet bouncing towards the hot sand, burning the soles of her shoes. She refused to listen to the world falling apart around her, she couldn't allow herself to listen. She knew it would give her nightmares if she did. Because the sound of war is horrible. She had imagined it before, her father being in the military she had grown up on different military bases, she had heard explosions and gun shots before. But she had never been in the middle of it, the heart of the civil war. She had never in her life even been close to understand the horrified screams echoing through the air.

But right now everything was quiet, except from the sound of blazing fires and her feet running through the sand covered ground.

When they had arrived here there had been several houses, buildings had been standing proudly against the hot air. The houses had pretty much been empty, people had already fled their homes. They had brought as many of their belongings that they could, but the homes were still fully decorated. Now there were just ruins. Everything had been destroyed as the bombs had been tossed in through the windows, sending everything shooting up into the air, burning it to nothing but ashes where smoke rose and mixed into the hot air from the still smoldering leftovers of what used to be homes filled with love and laughter.

Sabrina shook her head, and just ran faster through the neighborhood. She had long legs, and they carried her quickly over the sand as she tried to find her friends that she had left. She prayed over and over and over again that they would still be at the same place where they had been when she left them. And hopefully in the same state.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of gunshots, and her heart immediately begun pumping harder and faster. She wasn't sure where the shots came from, and she didn't know if they were aiming at her – but she was quite sure they were. Knowing Kelly was watching over her, she prayed her friend would cover for her. Sabrina couldn't do anything but run right now, and that was all she did. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, but she stumbled in the sand. Her legs were tired, and her body was sore from flipping around inside a truck earlier. She tried to stay on her feet, but she was thrown face first right into the sand in the same second as she heard the sound from an explosion behind her. She laid still in the sand, panting for a few seconds before she felt through her limbs. Everything was still at the right place. Not wanting to waste another second, she sprung to her feet, grabbed the bag and the radio she was carrying, running the last part towards the building where she had earlier hurried out from.

Feeling more safe as she was inside, she hurried up the steps, exhaling for a second as she saw the door where they had been when she left them. She knocked three times on the door to warn them inside to not shoot her before she pulled the door open, but even so, she still had three gun barrels pointed towards her as she entered the room.

Normally, this would've seen like such an unrealistic scene, but right now it made total sense. Kelly was in the window with the M16A2, and she killed everyone without hesitating as they headed towards their hiding place. She didn't let anyone near the building, and she kept firing fatal shot after fatal shot, showing no mercy if they were wearing the wrong colors. She was protecting her friends - her family, even if it meant killing other people. She had lost count on how many lives she had taken since they first got here. She now turned towards Sabrina for a second as Sabrina entered.

"You okay?" Kelly asked worriedly, turning her attention back to the enemies outside, before hearing the answer, but still expecting to get one. She just didn't have the time to get distracted.

"Yeah. Luckily the truck blew up after I left it." Sabrina said, still standing in the now closed door.

"Yeah, I shot the tank of it to keep the others away." Kelly explained sternly, and normally Sabrina would've maybe rolled her eyes at her friend, and Kelly would've probably grinned. She loved blowing up things. But now was not the time for any jokes. This was a matter of life and death, including the other people in the room. Sabrina changed her attention to the blondes.

Jill was in the corner, keeping away from the window and any misled bullets. She had been pointing a M1911 semi-automatic pistol to Sabrina's head when Sabrina entered, but immediately brought it down as she saw her friend. Sabrina looked at Jill, her face was dusty from the sand, the sun had burned the skin off her nose and cheeks, her lips were dry and had cracked, and just to add to the misery in her face, tears were streaming down her brown face. Her eyes were fuming with anger, pain, fear, determination, love and hate. Kris were lying semi-conscious in Jill's lap, clutching to her big sister's military jacket. As Jill saw that Sabrina was back, she had lowered her weapon and went back to comforting her sister.

"Why don't you try to get some contact through the radio?" Sabrina asked the two men in the room, handing them the radio.

They just nodded as they took the radio out of her hands, immediately trying to get a signal to it. In the meantime, Sabrina walked up and knelt next to Jill and Kris, placing the medical bag next to the three of them.

"How are you doing kiddo?" Sabrina asked as she gently put her hand onto Kris' sun burned cheek. She felt the cold from her cheek immediately, and the realization that Kris was this cold in 110° heat scared her.

Kris slowly opened her eyes as she looked at Sabrina. Sabrina could see the pain and fear in Kris' eyes, and she gently rubbed Kris' cheek with her thumb.

"We'll get out of here. Just hang on. I'm gonna look you over, alright?"

Kris nodded slowly as Jill and Sabrina carefully rolled Kris over to the side, her face towards Jill's stomach, to let Sabrina have a look at Kris' shoulder. Jill was pressing Kris' military jacket towards the gun shot wound by the shoulder blade, and Sabrina gently moved it to see the damage underneath. She swallowed hard. There was just so much blood. The blood was absolutely everywhere, and Sabrina felt how she was doubting her ability to save her dear friend. She swallowed hard again, there was no one else here who could do it, she was the only one who would be able to help Kris, and she had to do it, right now. She looked up at Jill, who was on edge of breaking.

"You have to help her Bri." Jill whispered, holding onto her kid sister, her voice trembling and hoarse as she spoke. "You can do it right?"

Sabrina swallowed hard once again as she looked up at Jill. "The bullet is probably lodged in her shoulder blade and I'm gonna have to get it out."

"Do it Bri. I know you can do it."

Sabrina nodded, after seeing Jill's face and hear her pleading words, new determination grew inside of her. She was going to help the younger blonde, they could not afford to lose her and if she didn't get medical help, she would die here in Jill's arms. Bracing herself and thinking through what had to be done, she leaned over and opened the medical bag, pulling out some supplies as Jill kept talking to Kris, trying to keep her conscious and comforting her kid sister.

Sabrina was just about to attend to the wound as the building rocked underneath them, the horrible and ear piercing sound of an explosion was unmistakable as the world jarred under their feet.

They didn't even have time to scream.