Kommissariat

This Book is set in an already copyrighted universe, with either partial or complete references to other gaming universes.

Nothing this book contains references that are Cannon to their respective game universes and nothing that would contradict the respected universe should be considered Legend or Cannon, except in the case of this books story.

To protect the knowledge of the Main characters Real or Full name. His alias is used through this story and any that come there-after.

Sexual references and descriptions of sexual encounters do appear in the story.

Before reading! Please note that I understand the writing in part one is terrible, I'm currently re-writing it and it'll be updated soon, later writings are laid out and written better, I promise.

Komms 2 - 2

February 18th 2262, Jacinto Community High school

His parents moved around Alaska a lot, mainly for work. Other times, his father had... conflicts with his co-workers. A lot of them "Pro-Pure American Capitalist". His mother understood that some people find it hard to come to terms with change. After all, neither of their heritage originated from Alaska, or even America, for that matter.

The usual scene greeted him as he stepped up to the heavy wooden fire door to the classroom, G-18 plastered over the front of it. He didn't think he'd need to remember the number to much, knowing he might not be there in two weeks, being shipped off yet again to another school somewhere on the other side of the country. He turned the handle on the door and pushed it open, stepping through half a class of students stood and sat around their desks talking and laughing as he expected. A few of them looking over as the door opened, murmuring between themselves about who the new kid was.

He looked back at them doing the same thing but only in fast forward, trying to get a bead on who might be a potential problem and looking for a table. He looked quickly, hoping to find one before the inevitable introduction to the class from his lecturer. He seen several desks further up at the back of the class that were empty, but instead of jumping straight over he decided to ask someone first, just so he didn't annoy anyone that hadn't shown up yet.

He looked down at the table in front of him and the boy that sat there, going through his bag and getting his stuff out on the table. "Scuse ees, lad, any chance ye ken any tables that're free?" He asked, getting quite the confused look in return.

"Excuse me?" the boy replied, his head jumping up realising he was spoken to. He realised he'd forgot himself again, giving a quick cough to clear his throat as he changed his style of talking.

"Sorry, lad, can you tell me if there's any desks that are unoccupied?" He asked, noticing how condensing he sounded trying to translate.

"Geez, you don't have to be so patronising... Sheesh." He replied, looking back down at his bag and pulling out a pencil case.

"Sorry, lad, just no the easiest tryin tae translate wi how I normally talk..." He apologised, scratching his neck and looking down at the table.

"Fair enough, almost anything within about two tables of the girl at the back of the class, except the second diagonally to the right." He replied, looking him up and down. "Hey, hope you don't mind me asking, but... Where're you from? Can't get a grip on the accent." the boy asked.

"Well I'm from here originally, well Jacinto I mean, but my parents are Russian and Scottish. Normal fur folk no tae get ees." He replied, throwing his bag a bit further up his abck as it started to slip from his shoulder.

"Ahh, that makes sense then, names James by the way." James answered, folding his arms on the desk.

"Komms." he replied, sticking his hand out to the boy and getting a hesitant look before he obliged with his gesture.

"Catch ye in a bit then, lad." He said as their hands parted, walking off to the back of the class and looking along the desks.

He noticed the girl James had mentioned, sat alone just short from the corner with her head in a book, not really paying attention to what was going on in the class. He stared at her for a second, looking at her long brown hair that fell over her shoulders and down her back, her skin quite pale and the corners of her eyes looking rather dark.

He shook himself out his stare, not wanting to look like a creep, but seeing her sat by herself reminded him on himself, sitting in every new classroom alone, preferring to stay away from the drama and gossip of the rest of the class. He looked over at the desks to her side, wondering what would happen if he sat down beside her, she was quite cute he had to admit but at the same time, he didn't want to freak her out.

He decided against his gut feeling to leave her be and take a chance, sitting down at the table next to her and dropping his bag down under the table. He gave a glance round at her, seeing if she'd noticed or not but she was to busy with her words to care. He turned his head back to the front of the class, starting to feel uneasy as he felt the weight of all the eyes in the classroom get drawn to him one after another.

He mentally shrugged, reaching down to his bag and pulling out a couple jotters and a textbook and sitting them on the desk while he grabbed his pen, turning round as he felt a tap on his shoulder. A boy stood in front of him, with a concerned look on his face, leaning down towards him. "Might be a bit awkward sitting there, that's Yuri, she's a bit socially inept at the best of times." He whispered.

"Deh worry, lad, I ken the feelin as is, no sure if I'd integrate wi folk anyway." He replied, giving him a look to try and reassure his worry.

The boy patted him on the shoulder, "You'll see soon, Kid." He said as he shook his head and walked back off to the other side of the class.

He took another look round at Yuri, wondering to himself if the boy was right, she didn't look the most social, thinking he might not be making the right decision after all, but he stuck with his original choice, sitting back in his chair and glancing round at her every now and then.

He lifted his had as he heard the door open again, this time the lecturer stepping through the door and up to her desk in front of the class. She put her things down and glanced over at the clock. She let out a small sigh then stepped around her desk and down towards him and the girl next to him, looking rather surprised but concerned as well that he was sitting there.

She quickly changed her expression to a smile as she got closer, "Komms I take it?" She asked.

"Aye, miss." He replied, giving her the same courtesy.

"It's nice to meet you, Komms-" She said before she leaned down towards him, "It might not be a good idea to site here, Yuri doesn't find it easy to socialise with people.." She whispered.

He gave her another smile as she stood back up, "I've been telt already, Miss, thought it might suit ees a bit better since I might no be here long. No point in getting to attached tae folk." He said back.

She gave him another look of worry before she spoke again, "I guess that's a fair choice, just be ready to move tables though, things might not go as smoothly as you hope.".

"I'll keep that in mind, Miss." He replied.

"Oh, I forgot my manner, I'm Miss Forlorn." She said, noticing the lack of introductions.

"Nice tae meet ye, Miss, but ye ken yerseln that wi my parents tendencies, I might no be here long." He admitted, still giving her a smile.

"I've been told already, don't worry and whether you're here for a week or a while it's still nice to have you here in the time being." She said, placing her hand on his before turning round to Yuri

She placed her hand on Yuri's shoulder, which seemed to quickly bring her round form her story that consumed her, "Yuri, that's time for class now, Sweety." She said, to which Yuri's head shot up in alarm, almost screaming her response, "Yes, Miss!".

Yuri's head shrunk down between her shoulders as she coward from the looks of the class and the laughs that shot out here and there. Miss forlorn gave her a warm smile as she took her hand back and stood up and walked back to her desk.

Yuri leaned down the side of her desk to put her book away in her bag, she looked up slightly and seeing Komms' boots on the floor she followed them up, gasping as she realised someone was there, sending her hand jumping from her bag and causing her jotters to spill out and smack against his boot.

His head jumped round towards her, noticing the books hit his foot while Yuri sat back up in her chair in embarrassment. "Whoopsy daisy." He said, leaning down the side of his desk, picking up her books and leaning over towards her handing them back.

"Alright, lass, sorry bout that." He stated as she looked back towards him, her face going beetroot with embarrassment as she held her hand out to take her jotters back. "I'm Komms, guess I'm the newby here." He introduced trying to make her feel more at ease.

"I..I..I'm Yuri... N...Nice to meet y..you... Thank y..you..." She stuttered, her voice sounding soft but still frightened.

His head jumped back to Miss forlorn as she tapped a piece of chalk on her table to get the attention of the class. "Good morning class, I would like to introduce our new class member! Komms, if you would, please?" She asked, looking back round at him.

He sighed under his breath as he pushed himself up from the table, noticing Yuri's expression relax as he left. He felt everyone looking at him again as he stepped forward and turning round to look at the class and letting Miss Forlorn take over for a moment.

"This is Komms, he'll be joining us for at least a time." She announced, then looking round at him waiting for him to carry it on. He gave it his usual, used to it now from the many introductions he'd done. "Hello, I'm Komms, I've just moved fea Ephira, been a while since were in Jacinto, I hink I were eight or so when I were last here, so there's a chance I've met some of you a few years ago.".

The class gave him the standard droned ensemble, most of them seeming uninterested. He then wandered back to his desk after Miss Forlorn dismissed him and taking his seat. She started up the lesson, most of it going over his head as normal, not really being to interested, making up little stories in his head and at times looking round at the girl next to him, Yuri. She sat listening to the lecturer, still looking uneasy but she seemed to calm down after a while, beginning to play with her hair a little, teaming it between her fingers and ringing it around her hand.

By the time the lecture ended he'd got the bare minimum down on paper, spending most of his time glancing round at Yuri. He noticed that before anyone had even stood up to leave the room for break she already had her book out and opened on the desk, leaning over it, her eyes following each line. He looked back to the front, staring into space for a moment before he thought about putting his jotters away.

After everyone including miss Forlorn had left the room he turned on his seat, getting ready tog et up and head off to leave her at peace when she turned to face him, "If you're going to start with the insults or the meaningless sharaz like the rest of the class then please just leave!" She blurted, tearing her eyes wide open as she finished and throwing herself back in her seat away from him.

"P..P..Please forgive me!? I..I'm just so used to what the rest of the class are like!... I noticed you looking round and I... I thought... Thought you were going to..."

He raised his hands, giving her a sympathetic shake of the head, "Naw, lass, sorry if I gave ye the wrong impression wi my looks at aw.".

She tilted her head to the side a bit, looking at him a bit confused, not really to sure what she was hearing. He thought over what he'd said, noticing he'd speed up his speech again after getting the fright of her outburst.

"I'm sorry, lass, I didn'y mean any offence by looking at you, didn't mean for them to mean anything other than interest." He said, correcting himself

"I...Interest?..." She asked, starting to feel more uncomfortable again.

"Aye, laa, seen ye sittin here all by yerseln and a couple people told ees about ye. I just thought that someone ells that shared the same.. Isolation like me, might have other things in common as well. If yer no wantin ees tae be so forthright in future, I don't mind moving along a seat or two tae gee ye space, if ye'd like?".

Yuri sat herself down for a moment, interpreting what he'd said, trying to familiarise herself with how he spoke. He head dropped to her chest as she shoved her head in her hands, "I'm sorry..." She said, her voice filled with anguish.

"I..I didn't mean to yell... I'm.. just not not used to people being so upfront with me without being insulting or trying to hurt me... I..I haven't really spoken to anyone in the class in a while without being picked on, I'm sorry for being apprehensive..." She apologised.

"Ain't a prob, lass, just let ees ken if I'm no bein to easy to understand." He said as he stood up, giving her a smile. "I'm just gonnea go see what they've got for breakfast the now.".

"O..okay, I..I'll see you when you get back.." She whimpered.

"Well, I were gonnea ask if ye wanted tae join ees, chum ees down and show ees where tae go..." He said scratching the back of his neck, nervously, "I kinda thought...".

She shot back in her chair in shock, confused as to why someone would as her to go anywhere with them while still trying to seem attentive. "I..I..I don't... see why... N...Not..." She answered, slwoly puling herself up from her seat and grabbing her bag.

She fumbled as she tried to put her book away, he thought it was kinda cute really as she struggled to do it through pure embarrassment.

"You alright, lass? I mean I deh want tae put ye under too much pressure if yer no comfortable wi going wi ees."

She stopped for a second, reconsidering her choices but starting to seem defiant that she would go, "N..N..No! I..I don't want to make your first day a disappointment!" She blurted again. He felt bad for her, hearing the fear in her voice as she spoke.

Entering the cafeteria hall, it must've had at least forty plus students there, half of them looking even more miserable than the last as they lined up to get something for breakfast. And nearing the front of the queue, "Ye getting anyhing, lass?" He asked, looking round at her.

"N..no, I don't have any money for anything, just got something I packed for m... my lunch..." She said, thinking she sounded like she was lying about that second part.

"Pick yerseln something oot, lass, it's the least I can dae fur scarin ye in class, plus ye are the one showin ees around."

"A...Are you sure?..." She asked, hesitently.

He gave her a warm smile before he answered, "More than happy tae, lass."

"I..Is t..this okay?" She asked, placing a couple pieces of buttered toast on her tray. "Aye, lass, grab soemthin ells as well, like, I deh mind." He said as he pulled himself up a bowl of cereal and a sandwich.

She placed a small ready made bowl of sugar bombs on her tray along with a glass of milk, almost putting the glass back, before he gave her another reassuring looke.

They both looked between each other, yuri starting to look more and more anxious again as they felt the eyes looking at them again, but pulling up to the register he said they were both together and paid up front, both of them walking over to a table with a couple chairs at it and sitting down to eat.

"So, you been here since first year then, aye?" He asked, then taking a bite from his Sandwich. Yuri nodded back as she looked down at her cereal, finding it hard to work up the courage to take a spoonful.

"Listen, lass, I'm sorry if I made ye uncom-" He tried to say before being cut off by another voice.

"So, the reclusive cutter got herself a little boyfrined!? aww, how shweet!" Came a sarcastic voice from behind him, the voice sounding oily, like a used rag being crammed in his ear.

His eyes started to angle as he looked back at her again, "I take it this is one eh the degenerates ye have the misfortune tae call a classmate?" He asked, receiving a shaken nod in return, the fear of what to come consuming her.

He gritted his teeth, refraining himself from acting out on his first day, deciding instead to swing sound in his chair and take a bite of his sandwich to see who was speaking. In turning around her was met with the face of a boy that looked like he could've been the aborted son of a mutated rat, with a fairly thin face and a wide grin, his eyes trying to pierce his.

"And I take it that's the insecure words eh an inept cunt wi impotence that highly degrading that he canny even find his own cock?" He asked with his mouth half full, several of the people around him looking over at him.

The boy tilted his head to the side and started to laugh, apparently finding what he'd said funny, "Can ye please fuck off, I'm tryin tae have a conversation wit he lass and yer makin it offy difficult wi that face eh yours, ye look like the kind eh kid who's parents asked tae run away fea hame.".

A couple people around him sniggered at the insult, the boy's face only growing more like he was staring down his pray in a lions den. "So you're the guy who's taken such a liking to the class goth?".

He peered back round at Yuri, who's head had shrunk so far down between her shoulders that he almost mistook her for a potted plant. Seeing her like this only pissed him off even more, seeing any remnant of light that was in her eyes now vanishing completely.

"Listen, lad, we're trying to have a conversation here and enjoy oor breakfast, so if ye'd kindly take yerseln tae a place called fuck, I'd be mightily appreciative." he growled as he turned back to look at the boy.

The boy stood unflinching, soon looking past Komms to look at Yuri, "Listen, yuri, if you want to go slice your wrists in the toilet, it's okay, the men'll say here and talk about what's going to happen to you after.".

Yuri began to push herself up from her seat, reaching to grab her bag, "Yuri! You sit yer arse down and enjoy yer breakfast, I'm gonnea put a comedy show on wi this fuckin clown." He said as he pointed at her chair, gripping onto the hole at the bottom of the back of the chair.

"Oh! Mighty words coming from a fucking Commie-" He tried to say, his sentace being cut short as Komms thrust his chair up into the underside of the boys jaw, mashing his teeth together and sending a few of them flying out across the hall, a small spirt of blood flying back and hitting one of his little friends in the face.

He stood over the boy as he coward back from him, taking a step closer and making him flinch as he crouched down."Alright, lad, I'm Komms, and if I hear another-" he said as he grabbed the boy by the collar, pulling his snivelling face closer to his, getting a waft of the putrid smell emanating from his mouth. "Snaky, insulting, demeaning or otherwise word that I deh like come oot eh your fuckin gob, am gonnea bash yer face in that bad that even yer dad's gonnea refrain fea hitten ye fur once cause it'd be the first tiem in his life he's ever felt any fuckin emotion towards ye, dea ye fuckin hear ees!" He barked in his face, his eye twitching as he refrained from hitting the boy again.

The boy seemed to forget how to speak, letting out nothing more than whimpers and chokes as he held the side of his face, "Gid, am glad tae hear it!" He barked again.

He let go of his collar, pushing himself back up and grabbing the chair that lay on it's side and taking a seat across from Yuri again. "So as I were sayin, I'm sorry if I'm makin ye uncomfortable, but I seen ye sat there by yerseln and I thought ye could use some company, other than the escape eh yer books, which I'm sorry if I ruined." he explained, taking another bite from his sandwich.

"I..I..I..I.I..." Yuri stuttered, pausing for a few seconds to try and come to terms with what just happened as all the eyes in the room lay upon her.

Komms 3 – 3

March 12th 2262 Jacinto Community High School

Staring at the door as he always does before he enters the class, the letters number G-18 burned into his mind, reminding him of where he's been posted. He pushed the door open glancing about the class to see who's there already, seeing Yuri's face light up as she looked over the top of her book. She really seemed to take a liking to him over the past month, the first week or two she still seemed rather anxious to say anything, but he'd succeeded on his plan to get her out her shell.

Pacing along the front row of chairs he turned at the end, walking down towards her, giving her a little half smile that always seemed to lighten her mood. "Alright, lass, deain gid, aye?" he asked, to which she nodded, her eyes sparkling with a radioactive glow.

"Got somethin tae be happy aboot the day, have ye?" He asked, patting her on the shoulder as he sat down at the table next to her. "I...I've just been thinking recently... About how you've been treating me, that is!" She said, making her intentions a bit more clear as the anxiety kicked in a little.

"I'm no deain anyhing wrong am I?..." He asked, starting to wonder if he'd done anything out of line. "N...No, no, no! It's just...-" She sighed, taking a breath to compose herself, "I've... Just never had anyone treat me like a normal person like you have... I'm... I'm just wanting to make every moment count to try and return the favour, knowing you could be headed off to another school anytime soon..." She explained, her voice growing more melancholic as she spoke, looking down at the floor.

He smiled to himself as she looked away, thinking about how his parents had sat him down the night before and talked with him about their work. How his father hadn't been having any problems with any of his colleagues. "Well I hink it's yer lucky dea, lass." He said, leaning down to look at her face.

She sat back up in her chair, raising a brow, "W..What do you mean, K...Komms?". He replied with a smile, "The auld man spoke wi ees last night... We're no goin anywhere now, Yuri, I'm stayin here.". Her eye's light up, as if someone sparked a fire in her heart as they sprung as wide as they could, "Y...Y...Y..You mean it!?" She almost yelled, the gaze of everyone ells in the class turning to them for a second in disbelief that she'd actually said something, as she threw her hands over her mouth.

He gazed into her eyes, the fire inside making them water as if they were about to open a floodgate. He held out his hand between then, her eyes moving to it as she hesitantly pulled a hand from over her mouth and took it, gripping on tight. He looked down at her hand, he pale skin feeling as soft as velvet and as smooth as silk, then looked back up at her, her lip quivering a little.

"I mean it, lass, I hink I can actually relax now, actually settle in." He said, squeezing her hand back, "Though I get the feelin yer more appreciative aboot that than I am." He chuckled. He noticed her cheeks start to blush as she pulled her hand down to her chest from her mouth, seeing it shake a little when she held it there.

She turned her head back to him, opening her mouth to say something but being interrupted by the door swinging open and a deputy head waltzing in. Everyone turned round to look as he started to speak, "Students, Miss Forlorn won't be attending your class today due to illness so you're all free to leave for the day, just make sure someone stays back for a little bit to tell anyone ells who shows up." He stated before leaving just as quick as he'd came in.

"Well... Guess we've got the day tae oorselves then, lass. Any plans?" He asked as he turned his head back round to look at her. She tilted her head off to the side, smiling a small wistful smile, "I..I was going to ask you the same thing.". He noticed her look up behind him as a hand landed on his shoulder, turning round to see Gary, a boy he'd befriended in the time he'd been there, standing there with a wide grin on his face.

"Want to come round to my place? Me and a couple others are headed over, seems like a good opportunity for a laugh." He asked. He took a quick look round at Yuri, who's eyes seemed to have lost a bit of that spark she'd had burning since he told her he was staying. He looked back round to Gary, "Sorry, lad, I've got plans already, mate." He stated, sensing the light in Yuri's as brighten again behind him. "Sad times, bud, I'll see you tomorrow then." saying this as he stepped back over to a couple boys on the other side of the class, giving him a small wave as he went.

Turning back round to Yuri again he seen his senses were right, as there was a big smile plastered across her face. Tell ye what, Yuri, My folks are hame still the now, I've telt them about ye a few times already. How'd ye like tae meet them?". She looked taken back quite a bit, not expecting to get the chance to hear him ask that. A tear formed in the corner of her eye, trying to form a response in her racing mind that didn't make her seem too overly attached already.

Before she could properly react though, he grabbed her hand again, pulling it down between the two of them, leaning in a bit closer and whispering,"My parents wilny be hame long, so ye ken wit that means, aye?" He asked. She fidgeted back a bit, hesitating her next answer, thinking over in her head that he really only wanted one thing, feeling some of her hopes start to wither away.

He reached down to his bag, pulling back the zip and pulling out a pristine covered book, holding out out in front of her. "I ken ye like horror, lass, So I got ye a little present I thought we could read together." he said, giving her a little wink.

Her head jumped back a bit, the thoughts that clouded her mind beforehand jumping out of sight as she looked at the book then up at him and his smile. She placed her hand on her chest again, feeling her heart start to pound harder and harder. The thoughts of him in her head flying round in circles, she'd never felt this way for someone before in her life.

She learned early in life that she was at least a bit obsessive, always coming on to forward and intensely whenever she met someone who was willing to talk or play with her, driving them off and making herself miserable. She never really had any friends cause of this, always double guessing herself when it came to talking to people, deciding not to talk and isolating herself so she never felt rejection, all because she couldn't control herself. Whenever it did happen, they would run off a day or two later, maybe a week at most if she was lucky. But for him to sit there and be so patient with her, just show her some common respect and be genuinely kind. It felt like all too much all at once like this.

Her head started to sway from side to side as she started feeling dizzy, her eyes closing slowly as everything around her spun around like a propeller. He looked at her with confusion as she started to slump over to the side, swinging his arm around and catching her as she started to fall out her chair. He almost started to panic, wondering what was wrong, he placed his ear next to her mouth, feeling her slow breath condense against the side of his face. He sat her back up in her chair, deciding to take her to the nurse he put the book back in his bag and slung his and her bags over his back.

He slid an arm around her back and another under her legs, lifting her out of her chair then started to make his way towards the door. When he got there he jumped back as it flung open, the door almost smacking against Yuri's head, as Gary stood in the doorway, looking at him rather confused.

He pulled his head back and pointed at Yuri with a raised brow, "I've not just walked in on one of her fantasies come true, have I?". Komms chuckled at the notion, thinking it probably would be had she been awake. "Nah, mate, I hink she fainted, like." He chuckled.

Gary shook his head, "Taking her to the nurse then, I take it?". He jumped her up his arms a bit, feeling her start to slip of his grasp, "Aye, lad, want tae walk ees?".

"Sure, don't see why not, one sec though, think I left my bag in here." Gary replied, walking past them to his desk and pulling his bag out from under it. The two of them walked out the room, Komms making sure he didn't his her head on the doorway as they went.

"So what happened then? You tell her something or she just randomly fall over?" Gary asked as he looked round at her cradled in Komms' arms. "Well, I telt her my dads no havin any problems wi folk like he did before so we ain't moving away again, well, that's if he doesny get a better offer somewhere ells, like, but he can get shagged if he hinks I'm moving again, I'm fuckin sick eh it. But, I asked if she wanted tae come round and meet my parents and I got her a little prezy, ken she likes horror books and I found a half decent one I thought she might like." he explained as they turned the corner and walked down the hall.

"Ahh, I see what it is then." He said, getting a puzzled look from Komms. "She's never really had anyone close other than family, but even then, I think she's quite distant from her dad, he's an alcoholic I believe, refuses to believe anything wrong and leaving her to look after her little brother, I'm sure you've mentioned her talk about him before,".

He thought to himself for a bit in the silence that followed, she always did negate talking about her parents, only really talking about her brother a couple times before she covered her mouth. She did say she had free reign to do as she pleased normally, bot really having a curfew, staying up as late as she wanted, guessing that's why.

"My auld man likes a drink, like, no really an alky but he can drink anyone under the table, saying that, he does drink a lot but he's never had a problem putting it down at least." he said, looking down at Yuri as her head dropped against his chest.

"Where's he from again?" He asked. "Oh, he's a big Rusky cunt, family came fea Moscow originally, they never really said much about what it was like over there, guessing it was blwon back to the stone age. When word spread that they accepted Commies over here, as long ye were happy tae compromise they made their way over, would eh been one hell eh a trip considerin the distance.". Gary blew his breath out not even wanting to think of the journey, "I think that's an understatement.".

"I got the hint of Russian from you, but the rest isn't exactly clear, where's your mom from then?"

"Back durin the resource wars, a lot eh Europeans came over before the borders were closed, tryin tae get away from the civil war happening over there. Her family where a bunch of Scots, most of them soldiers, so to prove their loyalties they signed up like a lot eh others to get citizenship and ended up fighting over her against the Chinese, some of them ended up in China but a lot of them were still posted here. Luckily they made it to the bunkers before the bombs dropped, both sides eh the family were soldiering types, my dads side being an old red army family, both of them met during their service and whala, now I'm here."

"Lucky bastards, then" Gary joked.

"Ye coul-" He tried to say, looking down at Yuri as she started to groan, her eyes slowly fluttering open. Her head shot around to see where she was as she grabbed the arm of Komms' jacket, finally settling down when she realised he was carrying her. "Alright, sleepy head, ye deain alright?" He jokingly asked, her face forming another little smile as she looked up at him.

"Wha...What happened?... C..Can I have a drink, please?..." She moaned, placing her hand to her head. He tuurned his head to Gary again, "There's a bottle in my bag, mate, grab it oot fur ees wid ye?" He asked.

They both stopped in the middle of the hall, Gary going round to his back and unzipping one of the bags, "Only some books and paper in here, bud... and a blade?" He replied, noticing a knife sat at the bottom of the bag. "Wrong yin, ya rocket." He replied.

Gary zipped the first bag back up, pulling it to the side a bit to open the other bag, slipping his hand inside and pulling out a plastic bottle of water. He zipped the bag back up and stepped round, cracking the bottle open and holding it out for her. Yuri took the bottle in her hand, leaning it towards her mouth but miss judging the angle and spilling it over herself. She panicked and pushed the bottle back up, only to turn it too far and spill even more over herself.

The two of them laughed a bit, Gary grabbing the bottle and pointing it upright again, screwing the cap back on. "Hold on one sec, Yuri, we're here." He said as he pushed the door to the nurses station open, a lady in a white coat sat in front of a terminal typing away being the only other person in the room.

The nurse gave them a welcoming smile as they walked in the door, her face soon starting to sour slightly as she noticed Komms carrying Yuri. "Excuse us, Miss, but my friend her fainted back in class, thought this would be the best place to bring her." He greeted. "Oh, that's not as bad as what I thought it could be, put her on the bed over there for now, please." She asked, pointing to a bed with several chairs sat around it.

He walked over, laying her down on the bed and taking the bags off his back, placing them down the side of the bed next to her. He took a seat and gave her a smile, "Yous two can head off back to class now, I'll take it from here." She said, quickly finishing off whatever she was typing on the terminal. Yuri grabbed his sleeve, a grim look on her face that asked him not to leave her.

"hey Komms, I'll see you about, I've got to run!" He said, waving goodbye as he left the room, quietly closing the door behind him. "Are you not heading back to class?" The nurse asked as she looked over at him. "Our class got cancelled, Miss, our lecturer's sick today, any chance I could stay here for now?". He asked as she looked over at the two, seeing the look on Yuri's face as she clung onto his sleeve. "P..P...Please don't leave! I..I...I don't want to be alone..." She whimpered, her head still spinning a bit.

Komms placed his hand over hers that clung to him, giving it a squeeze as he smiled at her. Her mind raced with the thought of being alone, just like when she'd get home, her mother not being there, her father drinking in the corner watching old holotapes while she sat alone in her room.

Her eyes glistened in the sunlight that came through the window, every little fibre in them almost glowing in the shine. She pulled herself up in the bed, leaning up towards him as their eyes met, him to starting to lean down towards her, their faces starting to get deathly close as he felt her breath brush past his chin.

"Can I get in please?" asked the nurse who was standing over them, watching the whole ordeal take place as the two of them recoiled back from one another in fright. He complied and stood up from his seat, moving down to the foot of the bed and sitting down in the chair on the other side of her.

The nurse sat down where he had and started asking her a few questions, looking through some notes on a clipboard as she done so, feeling her forehead with the back of her hand and checking in her eyes.

He sat and admired her as she looked at the nurse, her long hair sliding down her sides and back, the shine of her eyes, the curves of her lips and the tone of her skin. His eyes followed down her arms to her fidgeting hands, seeing the bitten nails and her callous-less skin, the purple marks just above her wrist that scarred up under her sleeve. He shook his head as he stopped to look at the marks, the deep purple gashes and this white scar tissue and a small red stain at the cuff of her sleeve. He thought back to what the boy had said on his first day at school in the cafeteria.

"Well, that should be you then, now drink plenty fluids and get some rest, you might feel a little light headed the rest of the day." She exclaimed, smiling at the two of them before making her way back to her desk. Yuri looked back round at him with a glazed smile, looking down at her wrist and pulling down her cuff in embarrassment seeing him looking at it.

He shook himself out of it again as she stood up, grabbing their bags and holding his out over to him. He stood up after a moment, wondering what he'd just seen. "A...Are you ready to go?.." she asked, interrupting his thought. He stood up and gave her a smile again, giving her a nod and stepping around the bed.

The two of them silently left the room, smiling at the nurse who waved them off as they walked out the door. The air felt tense as they walked back up the hallway and up to the entrance, zipping up their jackets as they stepped out the door into the freshly laid snow outside and off to the courtyard that lead to the gate to the building.

They stopped when they passed it, looking back over the bootprints they'd led out from the door. They both looked round at each other as the flakes of snow dropped between them, small specks clinging to her hair. "So... Do you still w..w..want me to come round to yours?" She asked anxiously.

Komms took a moment before he smiled at her, "Aye, lass, I hink my folks wid love tae meet ye before they head aff tae work." He answered, stepping up the road bedside her as she followed up the side of him.

"S...So where is it you stay, again?" She asked, glancing round at him as they walked. "Och, just over at the checkpoint, up towards the highway to Ephira.". She looked round at him, "The military point!?" She blurted. He chuckled, "Aye, lass, my family has a bit eh a history wi the military, on both sides that is. The auld cunt's a Staffy in the mine protection units and me maw's an engineer in the New Ephiran Engineerin corps" he said with a smile.

"A family of patriots then? T...That's rather noble." she answered, looking down at the snow ahead of her. "Yeah, kinda, a lot eh folk have said that before, but really we just have a thing for guns and explosives. Kinda a family trade.".

"But didn't you say your mom is an engineer? Is she just he odd one out?" She asked, her hand tempting itself to reach over for his. He noticed the movement out the corner of his eye and glanced down at her hand, turning from being outstretched to curling into a fist by her side, before relaxing a bit. He looked back ahead, glancing his eyes at her as she bit her lip while they walked.

"naw, she works in demolitions, so definitely part of the trade, but aye we've always had a bit of a code in the family-" he said, reaching his hand over while she wasn't looking and curling it around hers, making her eyes rip open as he glanced his eyes over again, a surprised but happy smile shivering its way across her lips as her eyes looked out over in front of him."-We're happy tae see ye playin war or blowin things up, but ye need a trade in case something happens, or in case ye live long enough tae have tae retire fea the military. Pretty much everyone goes for some form eh engineerin, most prefer tae get their hands dirty wi machinery, buildin stuff or like my maw, keep at the detonator."

"W...What do you mean by, live long enough to have to retire form the military?... Makes it sound like your family has a low life expectancy..." He quivered, her heart starting to sink.

"Ah... Most folk in my family have died in combat ot industrial accidents after their service. Just the way it goes, some retire in their thirties to forties, like what my maw does, she and him decided they wanted children, so she left and went to a safer line of work so she could look after me and my brothers once we were old enough that she could comfortably work again while my dad stayed in service for longer, deciding that he still wanted tae carry the rifle, but be there for us, so he left front line combat and went to the mine protection. We always believe that at least one parent should be retired from combat, I mean it's kind of self explanatory really, but the auld man swears he's never going to a job without a gun." He explained as they neared the checkpoint.

She started to look quite troubled, almost wondering what she'd gotten herself into, knowing full well that they had their national service coming up. She'd hoped she could get into a branch where she didn't have to carry a rifle past basic, like a driver or store worker, but now the thought of life long front line service scared her, making her fear what would happen if anything happened between them.

"I..I..I don't know now Komms..." She stuttered, stopping in her tracks, her hand tugging Komms back as he walked through the snow. He spun round to look at her, "Yuri?...". She looked up as the tears started to run down her face, pulling her hand from his as she wiped her cheek.

"I d..don't know Komms, I...I love you, Komms, I don't want to be apart form you. You're the first person to ever try this hard and be this patient with me!... I can't stand the thought of this being for nothing, or just being a...a...a..a. a further disappointment to anybody!... But.. but I don't think I can cope with it..." She burst, trying to keep her emotions in check, only just managing to do so without completely breaking down.

He took a stride towards her, wrapping his arms around her and cuddling her head into his neck, only to realise she wasn't holding him back. "Yuri, tell ees what's wrong? Tell ees what I can do for ye, if there's anythin I can d-" he said, Yuri interrupting him as she pushed away from him and looking up, her tears running down her cheek and the side of her nose, dropping from her chin down onto his jacket. She slammed her head into his chest, flinging her arms up and around him, clinging against him as tight as she could.

He settled his head atop hers as he caressed the back of her head as he listened to her sobs through his jacket. He rubbed his hand up and down her back under her bag, holding her tight back. He held her there for a few minutes until her cries slowed and she loosened her grip, pulling back again and looking up into his eyes. The steel blue of them giving her reassurance, making her feel warm inside as they stood in the frozen wasteland.

Her eyes kept filling with all the hopes she could ever dream of, all of them quickly draining through her tears that still dropped one by one down her face, everyone that patted against his jacket sounding like another broken dream in her head. "I...I don't want to ruin it for you..." She sobbed through her chokes.

"Ruin what, lass?" He asked with a solitary assuring laugh. "Y...your family tradition, Komms... I... I can't do it... I don't... I don't think I ever could..." she choked again, dropping her head to look down at his chest. "You mean military service?" he asked, receiving a small nod back. He pulled her into his chest again, cradling her side to side as they stood there.

"I don't want you to worry about a thing Yuri, If you don't want to, you don't have to. It's normally people born into the family that have that drive anyway and coming into the family does not warrant any expectations like that, Darlin... As long as yer tags arny stamped DD when you leave, no matter what branch you go intea, you'll be welcomed home wi open arms and there isn'y anything ye could dea that would warrant that reaction fea me.".

Yuri gripped on tighter again, sniffling into his jacket, "Don't you ever think I'm gonnea do anything brash over something like that. People have left the family for being judged to harshly like that, it's happened plenty times on both side and it's sure as hell no going to end if that happens again.".

Yuri slowly relinquished his jacket from his hands, standing back as they gazed into each others eyes, the ocean of emotions flowing through both of them drowning her negative thoughts as she focused into him.

He brushed the hair out of her face with his hand, looking down over her puffed up cheeks and eyes as the bloodshot look of them faded slightly, the dark blue hue of them encapsulating him.

"I...I love you, Komms..." She whimpered. Komms running a hand up her shoulder to the side of her neck, feeling her heartbeat bounce through his fingers as the two of them leaned in towards each other, glancing down at each others lips and back to their eyes before they closed them, their lips stopping just short as they felt their breaths meet between them, hesitantly moving forward before they met as the snow trickled down atop them.

Komms 4 – 4

September 22nd 2277 New Ephira Military high Court

He sat on the chair in the centre of his cell, the chains binding him weighing heavily on his arms and he clenched his hands together on his lap. He parted them, lifting his hand to his left breast pocket, feeling the links of the necklace click over his nails. He pulled the tags from his pocket, holding them low in front of his face, gazing down with rage and and torment. He knew that to him. He'd made the right decision, he wasn't just going to leave them after promising them he wouldn't.

He wouldn't have been forgiven if he hadn't went, maybe not so much being forgiven for not going but the guilt he would've had to live with. He wouldn't, no he couldn't have lived with it, though with the reality of what happened he couldn't see himself going on much longer himself, knowing what he'd lost as he gripped the necklace tight between his fingers.

Gaz' voice boomed from through in the court room and down the corridor towards him, being given a chance to defend him before he was brought before the jury. He looked down from the tags to his arm and all the scars that buried deep within his skin and flesh, each one of them now an agonising memory of the past.

Gaz's voice was soon drowned out by the officer in charge of the trial, his voice bellowing through the halls. He knew that under regular circumstances he might have been given a belt across the hand and a heavy endearing mark put on his record, but with the reasons for the trial he knew he was probably on grounds for a firing squad, maybe a public hanging to show what disobedience will bring.

After the court room went silent he heard the doors to the room bash open, the heavy marching of the guards making their way down towards his cell. Six men stopped in front of the bars to his cell, each of them decked head to toe in combat armour, brandishing stun batons and pistols.

"On your feet, one minute till you're expected!" the lead guard barked, clear destain in his voice for the man that sat before him, chained almost in place like a rabid dog in a dark room. He looked again at the tags in his hand, pressing them to his lips before slipping them back into his pocket and pushing himself to his feet.

The guard pulled the keys from his belt, unlocking the door and pushing it open towards him as the guards behind him raised their weapons at him, the guard stepping forwards and unlocking the chains from his wrists and ankles before slapping a set of cuffs on his wrists.

The guard pulled him out the cell by the collar, stepping him in line with th others before they marched off towards the door, the barrel of the guard behind him's pistol sticking into his back as they walked and stopping just before the door.

The guard ahead lifted his arm, glaring at his watch. "Ten seconds. He said, not moving it form in front of him, "Five seconds." he said again, "3...2...1-" He said, the pushing the door open as he finished, marching in front of the crowd to a raised stand in the middle of the room, chaining his ankles as he stood atop it.

"Staff Sergeant Grenidior Kommissariat Medvedev, number C2874391." said the officer in charge as he looked down at the paperwork in front of him. "You have been arrested and brought here on the grounds of court martial. Do you wish to present evidence to sate otherwise?" He asked, his deep voice still booming through the court room.

Komms looked around the room and the couple of hundred people that sat around the circular room, staring in on him as he stood on his podium before he looked back at the expectant officers face.

He shook his head slowly, "No, Sir, I do not have evidence nor to I wish to deny that charge." He stated as his empty eyes were pierced by the gaze of the officer. Hearing a murmur come from around him as the jury spoke between themselves.

The officer looked him head to toe, studying the scars, stitches and tattoos he bore, the lack of reason for such a loyal and determined soldier such has himself to be brought here on such a charge, nor wishing to deny the charges or defend himself.

"I'm surprised, Staff Sergeant, if you don't mind me referring to you as such?" He asked, feeling the need to give at least some dignity to him. "No, Sir, I do not mind." He replied.

"Very well, it's rare for someone with the achievement of a Kommissariat alone to desert and then for said Kommissariat to be a Grenidior to desert. You are one of the most experienced soldiers I've been given the pleasure to read the record of, though there have been some problems with mental health in the past, it doesn't seem to have been issues with mental health when you first started your career. Cause looking at your record, you've been in many worse situations and never batted an eye, even defending your position to the last man. Are you tired of it all? Has shell-shock set in? Combat fatigue?" He asked as he looked down at the papers again then back over to him.

Komms looked deep into the officers eyes, his eyes burning with hatred and mourning that would even turn the heart of Satan himself cold. "A promise, Sir." He replied.

Even through his glare the officer simply raised a brow, "A promise? I know we generally bind ourselves in blood to our promises to our brothers and sisters in the COG, Staff Sergeant. That must have been a hell of a promise." The officer stated, ending his sentence sounding rather unconvinced.

"Aye, Sir. I promised I'd be there when the time came, I keep my promises and especially when their as meaningful one the one I made. I'm sorry that involved breaking my oath to be there for my brothers and sisters in time of war, but we all have our promises we cannot fail to keep. Not just for others but for ourselves. I'm not trying to deliver a sob story, Sir-" He explained, reaching his hands up to his breast pocket again, undoing the button and reaching inside, pulling the tags out and holding them in front of him for all to see. "-I made a promise that I couldn't break. Whatever punishment I'm given is just, but I would rather suffer a thousand punishments that leave me begging for the eternal damnation of hell than break the promise I made to a fellow Gear and close partner."

Yuri 1 – 5

February 13th 2262 Jacinto Checkpoint Family Barracks

She slowly fluttered her eyes as she woke up from what felt like the best sleep she'd had in years. She glanced up at the figure she was cuddled up next to, the candle must have went out hours ago, only just being able to make out his outline in the darkness. The book they had been reading lay slumped up over Komms' chest, her arm laying just bellow it on his belly. Remembering the events of the day before she made herself comfy, snuggling into his side, laying there silently for a several minutes before leaning up and kissing him on the cheek before sliding herself to the end of the bed.

She pulled the covers form over her, fixing her shirt and reaching for her boots, pulling them on and tying her laces. She got up from the bed, trying to remember if there was anything on the floor as she navigated herself to the door, slowly turning the handle and creaking it open.

His parents weren't home when the arrived the day before, feeling, not leaving long before them judging by the boot prints in the snow at the door. She wished she had been able to meet them, gauging by how wonderful he was, she figured they couldn't have been much different.

Stepping outside into the living room she heard voices come from through the door along on the other wall, remembering that to be the kitchen. She stepped along the room towards the door, trying not to be too noisy so she didn't wake Komms up, but getting closer she heard the voices stop as one of the floor board let out a creak.

She turned the handle on the door and opening it she came face to face with a tall burly man, drabbed from the waist down in heavy combat armour, with a thick greying beard, arms covered in tattoos and what looked like stitches and battle scars, Now understanding where Komms got his figure from. Looking to the side of him as he leaned up against the bunker-top, stood a woman who stood heights with her, short red hair and skin as smooth and clean as silk in appearance.

She froze in place as they turned to look at her, feeling herself unable to let out a greeting. The man didn't look to happy when he seen her, his eyes fixed almost in a glare before he even seen her, the woman by contrast had a warm welcoming smile, her eyes mirroring that of her lips.

"You must be Yuri?" Asked the woman as she tilted her head, with a voice that could calm a deathclaw. The man grunted, "The boy's told us about you, it's a pleasure" he said, with a thick Russian accent, his voice course enough to grind metal, but still smooth enough not to cause offence to her ears.. It came as a surprise to her as his face seemed to say the opposite of what his mouth did.

He held his hand out to her and after a half second of hesitation she shakily took it, expecting to feel her hand crushed by the power held within them, but ending up with a feeling of surprise at how gentle he was, with a firm but gentle squeeze of her hand as he shook it.

"Anyway, I'm sorry I have to leave so soon, I would've loved to have stayed and spoke with you, so I'll have to catch you this evening if you are still here, Tavarich." He said, a hint of regret in his voice as he said so. He gave the woman a quick kiss on the cheek before stepping past Yuri, throwing on a jacket that lay on the couch before strapping a set of plates, then slapping a helmet on his head. "Don't be a stranger now!" He called as he waved goodbye, slamming the door against the power of the whistling wind outside.

The woman reached up to a cupboard and puled out a pack of matches and walking past her as well, striking one and starting to relight some of the candles in the room that the wind had blown out. "I'm sorry about that, Dear, he doesn't visibly show much emotion any more, can I fetch you a cup of tea of coffee at all?" She asked, her voice broad with the tones of a Scots-woman, her accent not as thick as Komms' but still stick enough to make her think over some of her words.

Yuri seemed a little taken back, she didn't expect his mother to be as soft in appearance or voice as she was. After how Komms had explained them the say before, she'd expected a couple of overly enthusiastic drill sergeants to be shouting her down at that moment. "T...T...Tea please..." She replied, trying not to stutter but failing in her quest to do so.

The woman looked round at her, giving her a motherly smile, as if she'd been a part of the family for years. "Is everything okay, Dear? I...I hope we didn't make a bad first impression?..." She asked, starting to look the same as she had when she'd first met Komms.

"N...N..No!" She almost yelled, clasping her hands over her mouth, looking off to the side with a look of embarrassment. "I...I'm sorry... I'm j...just not good with first impressions either..." She excused.

His mother''s face turned to that of a smile again, walking up next to her and taking her hand for a moment. "We're both in the same boat, Dear... I'm Lesley, but please, call me Lex. That was his father, Sergei." She said, kissing the back of her hand before she walked through to the kitchen, pulling out a few cups from a cabinet and placing the matches back.

"What do you take?" She asked as she started filling up two of the cups with coffee and sugar.

"M...milk and t..t..two please?..." She replied, looking down at the faint lipstick mark on the back of her hand. Lex finished filling the cups, just waiting for the kettle to boil. She turned and leaned back against the counter, smiling at her again.

"He's told us a lot about you, you know?" She said as she pressed her thumbs through her belt loops. "He...he has?..." She responded, feeling her stomach start to twist. Lex nodded, "He's quite good with descriptions, like, and I must say, he wasn't joking when he said you were beautiful." She said as she leaned her head to the side, admiring her.

She felt her hand start to shake again as she looked off to the side, feeling her cheeks start to blush. "He...he said th... that? I... I don't know about beautiful..." She said as a small smile creped across the side of her face that Lex couldn't see.

"He's said more than that, Darling, but I don't need to go on, I can see he wasn't lying about a thing. D..Do you want to go through and wake him up? I'd love to see the two of you together... T...That's if you don't mind!?" She blurted at the end, not wanting to make herself seem weird.

She tilted her head up a bit to look at Lex, her smile starting to show on both sides now as she continued to blush."I...I..I'll go get him now." She said as she turned around, feeling Lex's eyes follow her down the room to Komms' door, looking back over and smiling back at her before disappearing through the door.

She snuck back across the room, sitting back on the bed and rolling over towards him, keeping her boots off the bed as she cuddled up next to him again, nuzzling her face into his neck and giving it a kiss, leaving a small outline of her lips on his neck, then doing the same to his cheek again. "Komms? Oh, KoOOoooms? It's time to wake up, coffee's ready!" She said softly in his ear.

His head rolled from side to side on the pillow, letting out a loud yawn as he did so,squeezing his eyes tight before bursting them open and looking around. He felt Yuri's head in the crevice of his neck and leaned his cheek against the top of her head for a moment before pulling back and pecking her on the forehead. "How's my gorgeous little alarm clock this morning?" He asked, rubbing his cheek against the top of her head again.

She smiled as she tightened her grip around his chest, the faint clacks of Lex bringing the cups through to the living room. "I wish we could stay like this forever..." She answered, her voice starting to sound tired again.

He slid his arm down her back, clasping it against her side and pulling her a little closer against him, causing her smile to grow even bigger as she felt her belly meet his side, just managing to stop herself curling her legs around his. "Your Mom's up and she's making coffee." She said, pulling her head from under his and peering up at him, "Y..You want to go through and say hi?...".

He leaned his head down, looking into her eyes, seeing the sheen of the gloss that covered them in the small creak of light that peered through the crack in the door, leaning down and delivering a subtle kiss on her smiling lips, "That wouldn't be a terrible idea." He stated as he smiled down.

The two of them squeezed each other again, then hesitantly parting, pushing themselves to either side of the bed, Komms reaching down and grabbing his boots and slipping them on.

Yuri 2 - 6

April 12th 2262 Jacinto Checkpoint Family Barracks

Yuri woke in Komms' bed again. It seemed to be happening more and more frequently. Wandering home with him after school. Laying and reading book after book, with the sound of the wind hammering against the front door. She reached over to where he had been sleeping, expecting to find the warm embrace of his arms again.

She instead found the book that had been reading the night before. Sat with the same little page marker they had used for so many books before. She gazed around the room to see if he was there. Her weary eyes scanning each little shadow that engulfed the room.

She decided to roll to the end of the bed to get her boots. Where bother their boots had sat the night before, sat only hers. She yanked them on and wiggled her feet around, making sure they fit comfortability. She threw on one of his jackets that was lying nearby. The air in the Small bunker that made up their home was colder than normal. Freezing really.

She thought to herself that the fire had went out and that he'd went out to fetch some wood or coal to burn. She entered the living room to see the fire blazing. How can it be so cold if the fire's still burning? She thought to herself.

A burst of wind then tunnelled through the front door, which started bashing the door off the door stop next to it. She rushed over and threw her head out the doorway, Scouring the blackness of the early morning, looking for him. Her love that she desperately felt that she needed. She pulled herself back after having not seen anything in and struggled to close the door as another rush of wind bellowed in. She finally managed to slam it shut after it try'd throwing her back.

She turned and timidly headed towards the kitchen, Hoping that nothing was wrong. opening the door the small room, a steaming kettle sat on the bunker-top and four cups set out. Each already set with coffee, sugar and the rest of goodies that you need first thing in the morning. She set the kettle to boil again, not knowing how long it had sat there. Thinking of how cold the house was, it couldn't have been long.

She Nearly dropped several bricks as an ear-piercing screech roars through the front door. She gently averted her gaze to the front door behind her. She steadily made her way towards the door before it crashed open, almost sending it flying off its hinges.

Yuri jumped back a step or two as two figures rush into the room. In her terror, she bolted back for Komms' room, hugging the wall after making it to what felt like the safety of the darkness. She peered back into the room as one of them started yelling to someone outside. Only after the reptilian side of her brain handed control back to her senses did she notice it was Komms' father laying on the table, Covered from head to waist in blood.

A man in full Cog armour with his side arm drawn, pointed at the door, was the one doing the yelling. He glanced in her direction, quickly turning his head back to the door. Then taking a double take in her direction. Keeping his focus on the front door, he took a step in her direction, holding his hand out towards her, signalling for her to come forward towards him.

She stepped out into the open showing herself, he looked deep into her eyes. The eye pieces of his helmet covered his eyes but she could still sense the fear in them. She stepped towards him again before he grabbed her wrist and pulling her behind him.

They both stepped back again, as a flurry of gunfire opens up outside the door. She then turned to Komms' father, who was murmuring something in Russian. She sees a slash going from his neck to his abdomen. His hand flew up in a flash, snatching her wrist in his hand. She could feel the blood that was now turning to ice scrap against her skin.

He was glaring deep into her eyes, the fear in his eyes. "Where is she!? WHERE IS SHE!? IS SHE OKAY, IS HE OKAY!?" He blurted. She gawked as she tried to come up with an answer for him before the soldier who had been aiming at the door opened fire at a creature that poked it's head around the doorway.

The sound of an engine roared through the air as another burst of machine gun fire started outside, shortly before another scream was let out as the firing stopped."LOCUST!" whoever called out wasn't too far from the entrance sounding like it was getting closer.

She let go of Komms' fathers hand as she stepped towards the soldier, still trained on the door. "HOLD FIRE! HOLD FIRE!" screamed the voice again as the sound of boot steps crashing through the snow came into earshot and getting closer.

Komms' mother then flew through the doorway before sticking her head back out the door, yelling after Komms."I'm no fuckin leavin him! Get that door shut and hold up!" Yelled Komms' voice from outside."Komm-" she tried to yell back before Komms' voice broke through the air again."I'm no arguin wi ye, get the fuck inside!" he yelled again.

Her head snapped straight forward out the door as she seen a bunch of glowing spots started bolting towards her from the darkness. She slammed the door and ripped a book case over in front of it before something smashed into the other side of the door and backing away slowly, in complete shock of what was going on.

The soldier raised his weapon again and put two rounds through the door, before hearing a cry. Something completely in human, before hearing it scamper away.

She turned to see her husband, Strewn out on the table. She bolted over to him, grabbing his hand and cradling him with her other arm. He shakily reached out with his other hand, cupping it the the side of her face, a small smile growing across his lips as he did so.

"It's not the first time we've been like this, is it?" he let out a small laugh before taking to a coughing fit. The blood that covered his wounds had turned to ice, it might just be the reason he's not bled to death she thought. She thought about that for a second before rushing over next to them. She wrapped an arm around his mother and placed an hand on his shoulder. They all shared in this moment, which enveloped the room in silence.

"Where's that daft son of mine gone? Off to save the day no doubt?" He coughed, as his eyes moved between the two of them. Lex let out a whimper, before looking down and putting on a smile."I guess you could say that... He takes to much after you.!".

He let out a small bloodied chuckle."We've raised him well enough then." He said smiling at her as he Gazed deep into her eyes.

"Where Is... he?" He struggled to say, without choking on his own blood as the pain was starting to envelope was shaking vigorously, a mixture of the pain and the cold was taking over from the adrenalin that had previously surged through his system.

"He's away after Gary, t...they forced him to get inside..." She whimpered again, trying her best to keep the smile on her face as her lip quivered. "He does take to much after me sometimes..." He tried to laugh.

Through the bullet holes in the door, the beam of search light illuminated the scene outside. They steady march of boots through the snow growing closer before they stopped for a moment, suddenly bursting into a sprint after a moment of silence.

Something slammed against the door once again, which tuned into hammering of a fist."Open up! They're coming back, they're coming back!" Screamed a voice.

The Gear who was with them, rushed to shift the book case out the way of the door ripping the door open and yanking the Gear at the door inside as the man behind him began firing at a conglomerate of glowing specks in the darkness.

He went to grab him and pull him back into the relative safety of the bunker but a creature, black and leathery with glowing eyes and glowing spikes all over it's body landed on him. Only a second had past before the man's gun flew threw the doorway as the Gear outside let out a blood curdling scream as its crammed it fingers into his back and dragged him out of the beam of the searchlight and into the darkness. His screams persisted as the soldier took a shot at the glowing beast before the lights of the man's helmet disappeared into he nothingness.

Komms 4 - 7

April 12th 2262 Jacinto Checkpoint Family Barracks

He jerked awake from his slumber to the sounds of what seemed like a fight going on outside. He looked over at Yuri, who was peacefully snuggled up to his arm. He grinned at her before pulling the covers over her a bit more and slowly making his way out of the bed and grabbing his boots.

As he was opening the door, he looked back at Yuri snoozing in the bed, smiling again before closing it behind him. He stopped for a second, realising the front door was open, flapping from side to side in the wind. Peering out into the darkness he could see two figures rolling around in the snow. One with gloving spots over his body. He thought it was just a soldier in his gear, probably just having a drunken rumble with his dad. It wouldn't be the first time it's happened. He opened the drawer in the book case next to the door and retrieved a torch and flicked it on as he walked out the door.

"Fur the love eh fuck would you two quite it! Get inside, it's like fuckin minus five oot he-" he called out as he stepped out into the snow and shining the light on the two figures. He was right about it being his dad, but the other one wasn't a solder. It had black leathery skin and was covered it glowing parturitions in it's skin.

He done what his father taught him to sprinting at the two and thrusting his foot as hard as he could into the head of the glowing mutant. He then instinctively jumped on the creature, dropping his torch as he done so. He delivered blow after blow to the things head. He kept going, his adrenaline building inside him, a feeling of joy overcoming him, inflicting pain on the beast that had attacked his father. He could feel his fists becoming wet, continuing regardless. After the creature stopped fidgeting and writhing he finally stopped, pushing himself to his feet and standing over the corpse of the beast. Feeling Pleasure in the pain that he had caused. Like beating a bully who preyed on the weaker students at the schools he had been at.

He turned back and grabbed the torch that sat in the snow and shown it on his father. Still lying in the snow. He rolled him over and checked him over. Checking for blood or hypothermia. He grabbed him by the arm and started pulling him to his feet when his mother appeared at the door.

"What on earth is going on out here!? Where is-" she tried to ask, confused at what the comotion was as Komms cut her off. "Keep it quiet maw, Yuri's still asleep! Just something jumped the auld man. He's alright." He said back, patting his father on the back as he got him to his knees.

"Jumped him?! Is he okay? Are you okay?!" she called turned the light and brought the creature into view. To which his mother stopped dead in her tracks as she started to walk out towards them. "G..g. .get I.i.i. ...Now!" She said in a hushed tone. He felt the fear in her voice, knowing it wasn't the cold making her stutter.

His father grabbed his arm and ripped himself to his feet."Get inside and get the guns. You know where they are." He grunted. Komms hesitated for a second. He could hear something moving through the snow behind his father.

He looked round him, to see a what looked like a sea of small glowing spots in the darkness. shining the light over the spots to reveal a group of the creatures, all covering their eyes from the pulled his father back with him before he could look.

"M...Maw, get inside and lock the door." said, trying to keep calm. When his father turned to see what he was looking at, he pressed his son back. slowly starting to walk backwards away from the creatures.

"And what's the big shabockle going on over here then?!" Someone called out, making all of them jump out their skin as another light broke the darkness covering Komms and his father.

It was Gary. Hearing all the commotion, he headed out to see what was going they did, one of those things leaped onto him and dragging him away, covering his mouth so he couldn't make a noise. His father pushed him towards his friend. Turning to see what happened, he seen the outline of his fathers face in the darkness.

"Go get your friend. I'll deal with these glowing bastards." his father yelled at him, then giving him a nod and bolting off to Gary, who the creature had dragged off round a corner.

His father turned to his mother. Since Gary's light had fallen and kept it's face to the mutants, they where still in a state of perpetual blindness. "Tavarich! Come here, slowly" He said calmly. Lex quietly stepped towards him. Making as little noise as possible. Both of them started stepping backwards away from the group of creatures.

"Now!" He said in a hushed tone. To which the both ran as fast as they could away from them. When they had gotten about twenty feet or so he turned back to see where if they were chasing. But there was nothing, making him grab Lex by the arm and stop. Glancing around him, he couldn't see anything. No lights, glowing spots, nothing.

"I don't like this darling. They've never been seen up here before. The fuck is going on?" Lex stated, her voice going rough as she scanned around her. "I don't know Hun." he replied as he stepped round behind her, placing his back against hers, keeping every angle covered that they could.

Komms caught up with Gary and the creature that dragged him off, lunging on top of them, tackling the thing off Gary. As he did before, he began wailing on it like he had done to the other one and as Gary regained himself he scuttled over, aiding him in the bludgeoning of the beast.

When the deed was done, they checked each other over for any sign of injury, Gary panicking a couple times as he seen the blood from the beatings on his hands and chest. When they were satisfied, Komms shook the the realisation of what he'd left his parents to.

He grabbed Gary and turned to run to the aid of his parents, who at the same time swung round the corner, all of them crashing into each other, collapsing on the floor. His father clambered to his feet and turned to swing at the figures they had ran into. Before he could, a creature dropped from the roof, slicing it's claws across his neck and chest, sending him to the ground.

Seeing the glowing spots in front of him, Komms panicked and began smashing the thing ahead with his fists one again. His father grabbed the creature, who was fairly disorientated at this point. He proceeded to smash the thing against the wall, before throwing it into the darkness.

He grabbed the two youngster and ripped them to their feet, pushing them towards a light that shown over the door to a blacksmiths workshop. Gary ran for the light Komms following in suit. Sergei fell to his knees as some of the adrenaline died off, only just noticing the slash across his torso.

His mother grabbed him and pulled him to his feet. "Come on Hun, We can make it!" She beckoned, doing her best to pull him up. He clutched his chest, trying to hold his wound together. Which had already started to freeze over.

Gary slammed shoulder first into the door which refused to budge, a buzzer quickly started to sound, signalling that they had set off an alarm of some sort.

A voice came over the intercom. "This is a military owned installation, state you-", his voice being interrupted as Komms yelled into the intercom. "Open the fuckin door! Mutants! Mutants!". The door buzzed and a green light light up next to it. The two barged through the door, Komms stopping to look back for his parents, who were still a good thirty feet away from the door and moving slowly towards them.

A soldier appeared over Komms' shoulder, shining a light through the door. Seeing his parents as they tried to run. They both ran out towards them, hoping they could get them along to the shop quicker.

As they reach them, both Komms and the soldier grab his father and threw an arm each over their shoulders and as they start to run fur the door the silhouettes of a group of the creatures jumped down from the top of the blacksmiths.

They instantly turn and bolt in the other direction. As one of the creatures tried to enter the blacksmiths but was greeted by Gary smashing the door on it's head and booting the creature back out and slamming the door shut.

They ran back towards the only semi-safe place they could think of, back round towards the house and through a snow clogged helmet, the soldier stated. "I flipped the alarm back at the smiths, there should be help on its way!" he panted.

His mother tripped in the snow, landing face first, causing Komms to let go of his father and turn back for her. "Get him tae the house. It's the one wi the open door!" He barked after the Gear as he dragged his father along. "Roger that!" the Gear replied.

The soldier continued running with his father over his shoulder as Komms ran back for his mother, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her to her feet. "C'mon maw, no much farther! We can dea this, c'mon!" he panted, trying to motivate her onwards.

Out of breath his mother slowed them as they ran for the house. They rounded the corner to see the lights of the soldier carrying his father, looking around confused. "There isn't any open door?" he called out, twisting himself and Sergei around as he looked for an open door.

A creature burst from the snow near the soldier and his father but missed them and landed next to them in a scurrying heap. The soldier landed a swift stomp onto the creatures lower back, causing it to shriek in agony, before he booted it in the side of the head.

"There, the door on the left!" His father blurted out, pointing to the door to the bunker. The Gear shoulder charged his way through the door and out of sight of Komms and his mother as they continued running. His mother fell to her knees in exhaustion, nearly sending him off his feet and onto his backside.

Dropping down with her, he sat his hand on her shoulder and one on the side of her face. "C'mon..." he panted, trying to regain his breath himself, his mother trying desperately to push herself back up from the snow. With both of them trying, they managed to pull each other up, starting to jog to the door.

The managed to gain their second wind and sped up as they neared the door. Komms yet again stopping in his tracks Gary! He thought, he couldn't just leave his friend like that. They're probably through the door by now his mind said, thinking the worst of what could've happened.

He seen the glowing specs of the creatures on some of the rooftops surrounding him in his peripherals, turning towards them as he stepped slowly towards the door, debating whether he should just bolt for the door or run back for Gary.

"HOLD FIRE, HOLD FIRE!" His mother screamed, before flying through the door, then swinging back around and sticking her head back through, realising Komms isn't there ."KOMMS!" She yelled out after him.

"I'm no fuckin leavin him! Get that door shut and hold up!" He yelled back. "Komm-" She tried to reply, being swiftly interupted by him half way through, "I'm no arguin, get in fuckin side!" he screamed.

He turned back and starts running the way he came again, feeling his calves burning with every step as he charged through the snow, back towards the smiths. He rounded the corner that they all smashed into each other at, seeing the light above the door and th blood covering the side of the swinging door and the frame. Already frozen.

He sprinted through the door seeing Nothing, other than the glowing spots on the other side of the room through the pitch blackness. He franticly searches the wall. Hoping that he can find a light switch or something, before the creatures notice him, as they bashed on something in the darkness, with the occasional yell from Gary, taunting them. Trying to convince himself that when they come through. He'd take them all on.

He heard the audible click of the light switch as he found it, the whole room lighting up, making all the creatures fall to the ground in agony. Covering their eyes from the blinding light that shown upon them, like a flamethrower. Komms wasn't immune to this himself, clutching his eyes for a few moments, until his eyes could adjust.

He slammed the door. knowing he had long enough to grab a weapon before these things could regain their bearings.

He jumped, as he heard a flurry of machine-gun fire from outside, the firing quickly ceased and a blood curdling scream took it's place.

He spotted a sledgehammer, laying conveniently against the wall a few feet away and grabbed the shaft of the hammer and swung it up so that it landed in his hand.

One by one, he crushed the creatures. Each strike causing a unique crack and splatting sound that sounded like music to his ears. He couldn't stop, even after they were s pile of tenderised mush on the ground, he kept going. Gary gently opened the door, to see what was going on. Seeing Komms mashing a sludge like pile that used to be one of the creatures heads, making him shiver.

He finally stopped. Taking fast deep breathes, he turned to Gary, standing in the doorway.

Gary almost wished he hadn't opened the door. Seeing Komms' face... Grinning like a maniac... covered in blood. The look of pleasure and almost a look of lust, in his eyes.

"K..Komms?" he asked hesitantly as he turned back to the mess he had made. Throwing the hammer into the pile of pulp on the floor in front of him.

Yuri 3 - 8

April 14th 2262 Jacinto Checkpoint Family Barracks

She lay there. Clutching Komms' arm like she had been for the past few days now. Neither of them had left his room in almost 3 days. laying petrified, in case any of those things came again.

Neither of them had eaten , since before they came up. His mother had been dragged off by their superiors, and due to it being "Official COG Business" Neither Yuri nor Komms were permitted to go and since his father was taken to a military hospital, they were also off limits from as well.

Komms had raided the gun safe and had his fathers old shotgun, trained on the door since they entered, his grip on the gun still as strong as when he'd first started pointing it.

Yuri had managed to get some sleep at night. Knowing Komms was watching over her but still. The thought of those things being out there was driving her mental. That added to the fact that she hadn't eaten in the past few days was about to drive her overboard.

She looked up at her bodyguard, Leaning up against the wall. His eyes heavy, his lips dry and a look of devotion but also hatred, looming in his weary eyes.

He'd sat there awake for over 48 hours now. Staring at the door. Waiting for something to bust through. He couldn't go on any more though, as his head began to drop. His eyes began to droop as he slid down the wall. Seeing his head begin to creep onto the pillow, Yuri reached her hand around his head and pulled herself closer to him, holding him to his chest as she massaged his temple.

She leaned her head against his, feeling his slow, shallow breaths brush past her face. She lifted her head slightly and delivered a small peck to his cheek.

She slid her arm around his neck and shoulder, gripping his shoulder tight before he turned and encased himself in her embrace nesting himself between her arms, while she held his head into her chest. Caressing the back of his head while she held him. A solitary tear slid down the side of her face into her hair, contemplating the reality of what could have happened a few nights before.

Just the thought that she could have lost the only person to have come into her life and care. The person who had the patients to hear her out. The only person who would care enough to stay up night and day to make sure she was safe.

But the thought of those things coming up again. It made her skin just... She couldn't bare it, but her love was safe, that's all she cared about right now.

His grip on her loosened but she gripped on tighter. Another tear leaping from her cheek into her hair. "Yuri..." said Komms breaking the silence, as his muffled voice pushed through her jumper.

"Yes, my love?..." She replied with the same voice a mother would use for a child that was breaking down, then loosening her grip on him, allowing him to pull himself back far enough to look her in the eye.

"We canny do this..." he muttered, his face and eyes exhausted and deprived. "We can't do what, Dear?" she replied as she pulled her hand back to caress the side of his face.

"If we stay like this, tt wulny be those things that get us.." he said, to which she pulled a sad smile as she replied in a calm soothing voice, "How do you mean, my love?".

He returned the affection by running his fingers between the strands of her hair as he spoke, "If we say here lass, we're gonna die eh thirst or just starve." he admitted, looking between the hair he played with and her eyes.

He reached his hand down under the covers and pulled a small revolver from under the mattress. Holding it up to her as he glanced over at the clock on the wall behind her. The hands striking midnight.

"Happy birthday lass." he said, pulling a downtrodden smile. Her eyes widened, she hadn't even remembered the date. She glanced at the pistol he held before her. Timidly reaching up to take it. Taking hold if it, she glances at the frame. Engraved with a Gothic pattern of scrolling. Just behind the cylinder was the words "Yuri" with a small heart beneath it "Est March 12th 2262".

She looked up over the pistol at him, "H..h...how could you afford this?! It's beautiful!" she blurted. He popped a small smile before tapping the side of his nose. She beamed over it, affixed by the patterning that had been knurled over the frame and barrel of the revolver.

"Where did you get it from? It's in mint condition?!" she asked, looking over every little detail that had been cut into it.

"It were my first pistol. Spent a lot eh time buffing it up and getting gid parts. I didny ken if ye had yer ain gun yet. Thought it would be a fitting piece for ye. It's a .38. rated fur .38 special, so wi the right loads, ye basically puttin .44 mag down range. Wee and sweet, just like yerseln lass." He explained as he adored over her face as she done the same to the pistol.

She couldn't take her eyes off it. The oak grip, the polished nickel frame, The little bit of red sulphate dropped into the engraving of the heart. She couldn't help herself. She jumped on him, smothering him with her love. He flailed his arms around as he struggling to breath through her jumper.

She let his head go a little, letting him break free, finally able to breath again. She just as quickly wraps her arms around his waist. Clutching him fiercely as he patted his hand on top of her head.

"alright then lass. Ye'v no eaten in at least 48 oors. I'll go make something up." he chuckled, then rubbing his hand up her back. She released him from her death-grip again, allowing him to plant his feet on the ground and stand up from the bed.

"noo sit back and have a wee snooze. I'll be back in a little bit." he said, grasping his fathers shotgun and toddling off through the door, turning at the last second to give Yuri a little smile before vanishing around the corner.

She lay back on the bed, admiring her birthday gift. She flipped the pistol over to see the words "Happy 15th lass!" stamped into the side. She sat back, admiring the piece of art that sat in her palms. She pressed a little notch on the side of the frame, to which the cylinder popped open. five cartridges sat in their places. "COG - .38 – 2265" stamped on the back of the cases.

She closed the cylinder and held it to her chest. Thinking about how lucky she was. The sound of a boiling kettle from the other room, and the sound of something frying sizzled through the air. The air started to smell beautiful to her. She felt so much more relaxed than how she did just ten minutes earlier.

She placed the pistol on the bed side table, laying there, staring at the ceiling. A fire burning in her heart. She reached down to her bag and pulled out a small knife. Covered in a stained leather sheath, pulling the knife from it's covering.

She felt the urge of a craving overwhelm her. She slipped her sleeve up her arm, revealing a network of scars and scabs covering her arm. She had a small clear spot on the outside of her fore-arm to which she eyed up, as she flicked her finger across the blade, checking it was still sharp.

She held the blade to her arm, a tear falling from the corner of her eye. She bit her lip, anticipating the feeling to come. Her eyes widened, with the look of lust. She pressed the blade into her skin and slowly pulled the razor sharp edge across her skin, ripping cell from cell, a trickle of blood running down to her elbow.

"I hope yer a fan eh bac-" Komms said as he rounded the corner with a tray carrying the plates and a couple glasses of water, looking at Yuri as he did. In her panic, she ripped the blade across her arm. shoving her sleeve down, covering her little secret.

Komms tilted his head, looking at her with a look of confusion. She dropped her head, looking at the covers in shame, her sleeve turning a crimson red as the blood soaked into it.

He walked over to the bed, placing the tray on the side table, carrying the two plates and cups on the bedside cabinet. Placing the shotgun down the side of the bed. He placed his arm around her shoulders, pulling her in towards himself. "Show me..." he asked.

She sat there still, not sure how to react. He took her wrist in his hand, pulling his arm from over her shoulder, using that hand to pull her sleeve up. He put his arm over her shoulders again, leaned in and planted a kiss on her cheek. "It's okay lass. I'm here." he whispered.

Yuri turned her head away from him in embarrassment, " not going to-" she tried to say.

"Of course I'm no lass! I fuckin love ye, what makes ye hink I would take the piss oot'en ye fur it? In fact, deh answer that." he beckoned. She looked back at him, looking deep into his eyes. The steel blue of his eyes fortifying his words.

Looking back down at her knife, she found it hard to say anything, "I... I didn't know how you'd react. I thought I'd...I'd have more time before you g...g...got back..." she eventually managed.

"speak tae ees lass. What's goin on? Is there anyhin I can dea?" She shakes her head, coughing up a laugh and pulling a smile. "I've been doing it for years. When you get to the point where you can't feel anything, even pain is a welcomed relief. I..I.I can't stop now Komms... I've done it for that long... I just can't resist the feeling, the sight of my own blood... it's... so... Erotic!" she stuttered. She turned her head to him, a wide grin sprawling from ear to ear, eyes wide, like an owl staring him down from a tree top.

"I cant help it! The feeling is just so good! The rush of adrenalin, the feeling of the blood dripping. The taste of the iron. I love it! Almost as much as I love you!." she blurted, Her head angling to the side. She started to shake, while he still kept his arm around her.

She spun round on top of him, pinning him to the bed, the blood from her arm dripping down onto his cheek.

"Just... let me look at you!? PLEASE!?" she begged, as her eyes wryly glared over him, taking several minutes looking him up and down, holding the knife to his arm. She slipped the knife across his skin, cutting a light slot in his arm, making him flinch slightly as the blade tore away at him.

She swiped her finger across the wound, picking up a small pool of blood her fingers. She placing them in her mouth, leaving a coat of blood on her teeth. She then again gaves the same ear to ear smile that she gave him before, leaning in licking at the cut she put it his arm, mopping up the stream of red gold that seeped from his arm.

Leaning in next to his ear she whispers "You taste better than I thought you would... S..s..seeing as you've been such a good host and let me try you... W. you like to try...m..me?" she stutterd.

She pulled her head back, her eye twitching as she stared at him. She released his arm and held hers over his head, offering her fresh would to him. Trying to give him a chance at the same experience that she'd craved for so long.

She stopped shaking, her expression beginning to change. Her smile left her, she began looking at Komms, not realising what she just done.

She threw herself off the bed and onto the hard floor. Scurrying away into the corner of the room, holding her hands in front of her throat. Staring at the floor, terrified at the notion of what just happened.

Her mouth drops, as she stares at her blood covered hands, looking up at Komms with a look of terror on her face. Terrified of what she is, what she can do and how easily she lost control of herself.

Komms stood up from the bed, steadily pacing towards her with his hands raised up in front of him. Each footstep drowning out the sound of her whimpers and sniffles. As he stood over her, her eyes started to water, what could only be considered a waterfall of tears began pouring from her eyes.

He crouched down on the floor, only a foot or so away from her face. Yuri tried to speak but couldn't, over how much she was shaking and the tears. "I..I..I.I.I.I-".

He put his hand on her shoulder. Before wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her in the air and carrying her back to the bed. He sat down on the bed sitting her on his lap, a hand on her leg and one round her back. She sat on his lap, still staring at her hands. The blood had started to dry and turn brown as she looked him in the eyes.

"I...I.I.I am so sorry... I don't... I don't know what came over me! PLEASE FROGIVE ME!" she screamed before bursting into tears, covering her face with her hands. She fell onto his chest, to which he welcomed her to his embrace. Holding her tight to his chest for what seemed like hours as he caressed her head, holding his lips to the top of it.

"How can you be okay with this? You should have left me in the classroom. I don't deserve this. You don't deserve this!You deserve better! Someone who isn't going to freak out and try to fucking attack you like this! I.I...I..." she burst, still sitting there in his arms in shock, still trying to real her head around what she'd done.

"I don't deserve you..." she finally mumbled, her sobs going almost silent as she stared forward onto the floor. He lifted his head and kissed Yuri on the side of hers lifting his hand and caressing the back of her head once again, ringing her hair between his fingers and occasionally scratched behind her ear.

"It's okay las-"

"It's not okay! I'm not okay! There's something fuckign wrong with me, I can't do this! She screamed, then grasping at his arm in front of her, holding on for what seemed like dear life.

"It's okay not to be okay. Don't fight it. Let it go lass. Let it out." he hushed, letting her hold his arm to her chest as she started to sob uncontrollably into his arm. She couldn't understand what was going through her head, why she did that. Why he was still there. Why he hadn't kicked her out in the snow. How or why he was staying so calm.

They sat for hours as she cried into his arm. Komms holding her tight, rubbing the back of her head and neck. Looking at the clock, it was four in the morning before she finally tired herself out that much that she just passed out.

She fell limp in his arms as he sat for a few minutes. Still rubbing the back of her head. He lay her out on the bed. Pulling off her jumper and seeing all the scars and marks on her arm. He grabbed some purified water, towels and a bandage and started cleaning up her arm the best he could.

After wrapping the bandage around her arm, he washed the blood from her hands and face. He stood and went to his wardrobe and searching through his clothes, finding an old hoodie of his. He slipped it over her then pulled the covers over her and kissing her on the cheek.

He grabbed the shotgun from down the side of the bed and leaned it against the bedside cabinet, finally starting on the bacon and eggs he'd made hours earlier. When he finished, he put her plate on the table on her side, next to her gift. He took his plate back through the kitchen. Coming back through with a big bottle of water. He took a drink from a cup of water he brought through earlier before laying back on the bed, kicking off his boots, pulling the covers over himself and finally closed his eyes. Ready for a few hours rest. He closed his eyes, feeling Yuri turn towards him, grasping his arm. He turned and looked at her. She was fast asleep, but wanting her to feel as safe as possible, he turned to her and cuddled into her. He could feel her warmth. Radiating like an atomic bomb that went off. She pretty much was as this point. But he held her close anyway. He would wait for her in the morning before he done anything ells.

Yuri 4 - 9

April 21st 2262 Jacinto Checkpoint Family Barracks

She woke in the morning, facing where Komms had been lying. She lay, staring at the barrel of the shotgun that still lay against the cabinet. Contemplating what she could do with it, end all the embarrassment, the feeling of being alone again. Thinking he had left for good, to lay there forever without anyone to care for her or for her to care for.

Her thoughts where cut short by the sound of the front door opening. The bedroom door was wide open and looking through it she seen the empty fire place in the living room. The air was cold but with the door opening the air began to freeze for a moment before it closed. Komms walked past the door, a bundle of fire wood, topped with an axe, cradled in his arms.

He walked to the fire place dumping the wood next to it before snapping some sticks and throwing them in with some kindling. He light it with his lighter, letting it grow as he nursed it before setting some of the lumber he had brought into the small inferno. Treating it with care so that it grew, then placing another couple bits of wood in with it. The air began to warm, the cold solidarity of the bunker began to fade, into the warmth of a home.

He turned to face side of the room, standing in clear view as he pulled of his jacket and dumped it on the couch and rolled up his sleeves. He pulled a knife from his belt, looking it up and down. Admiring the craftsmanship that went into it. Her eyes widened, fearing what actions would follow.

He felt the blade, checking it's sharpness, giving it a wipe with his shirt then placed the blade against his fore arm. Yuri lurched bolt up right from the bed as she stared at him through the doorway. "Komms!..." She called out in fear.

His head jumped to look through the door, glancing back down at the blade that was pressing into his skin, a small trickle of blood already starting to form a burn down to his elbow. He looked at Yuri once again before looking at the wall in front of him, taking a deep breath, slowly breathing out. He ripped the blade across his arm, letting in a sharp inhale through his teeth as Yuri gasped. She ripped the cover form over her, throwing herself out the bed, rushing out of the room and through to his side.

"W... would you d..do that!?" she stuttered in a yell, a tear forming in her eye as she stared between him and the wound he caused himself. He looked at laceration that crossed his arm, the blood starting to pour from the wound profusely, puddling down onto the floorboards. He turned, looking into Yuri's eyes, a look of confusion and dismay piercing his gaze.

He looked at the floor and the blood that covered it. Each drop sending a miniature tidal wave across the puddle, expanding it."I...I...", He stopped for a moment, the moment seemed to take an age to pass before he sighed. "I didn't want you tae feel alone...".

She threw the knife into the floor and wrapped her hands around the sides of his face. She pressed her head against his, looking down at his chest. She pulled him close, putting an arm around his head and one around his back, pulling his head into her neck.

"I can't put into words how much you mean to me, my love..." she hushed, as she felt a tear run from his eye onto her neck, slowly flowing down onto the hood of her jumper. "I just canny stand the thought..." He said stopping for a second as he tried to put the thoughts in his head into words.

"The thought of you suffering alone... in silence... What I seen eh you last night made it clear tae ees, ye feel so empty and I canny stand it. I want tae be there for ye lass, I want tae stand beside ye through whatever it is that's wrong. Ye arny alone noo lass-" He said as he threw his arms around her, holding himself tightly into her neck."Ye arny alone.".

They slowly started to drop to their knees, cradling each other in their grasps. Tears of joy began steaming down her cheeks and onto his shoulder. Her mind was finally starting to ease as she understood why. her feelings of loneliness in her head feeling like they finally had the bond they needed. She could hear the beat of his heart through his neck, the beats of their hearts pounding in sink. She couldn't think of a single thing in her life that she felt more of a connection to, Not even the characters in her books that she clung so fiercely to. No matter how kind or caring they could be, they couldn't hold up anywhere near how close she felt with him at that moment.

The warmth of the fire forging their hearts together as they clung to each other on the floor. Creating a bond that she felt like nothing was going to be able to break. No words being need said. They both began to raise to their feet once again. He lowered himself down as he let his grip diminish, sliding an arm under her legs and lifting her like he had when he took her to the nurse a month earlier. He walked them through to the bedroom where they kicked their boots off and settled themselves under the covered, holding each other close in their tight embrace. In his arms she felt nothing ells could surpass a gift like this on her special day, it being the first real gift she'd revived in years that had any significant value past material.

Komms 6 - 10

December 19th 2263 New Ephira Military Academy Recruitment office

They jumped out the back of the truck that they had sat on or for the past 3 hours. stretching their legs and cracking their joints as they shivered in the cold. Their attention was called over by the recruitment officer, looking over each member of the class as he marched towards them.

"Welcome to New Ephira kids. You all know why you're here today. We'll be going over your strengths and weaknesses and deciding what role would best suit you when you leave training. Remember, your training will last for a total of two years. First year is basic soldiering, the second year will be training for whatever role you go into. So even if you make a decision now about what you'll be going into, you can always change your mind before you go into your selective training. Depending on the role you choose today, will dictate how hard you are pushed in initial training however. Any changes will dictate how your training changes over the next year." The officer called.

He directed the students through a large steel door into a stone building, walking them down a few corridors and up a flight of stairs and into a room with 5 tables and a divider next to each of them. Each with a curtain, to cover them while they go through their examination.

"There's a cluster of tables and chairs on the other side of the room. With coffee machines and bottles of water." The officer said pointing everyone over to the tables. "Everyone please wait over there and when your name is called, come over to me and I'll direct you to which booth you should got to!".

He calls out five names, each respective member of the class reports to the officer who pointed them to different booths. Komms and Yuri took a seat next to each other, Gary, making his way over with them but he was one of the first five called up.

"So lass, you made up your mind what role yer wantin?" He asked, as Yuri looked at the table, clearly feeling the anxiety of the situation that she was in. "I..I was thinking about one of the supply driver positions..." she mumbled, feeling she was just disappointing him.

Komms let out a little chuckle. "It's alright lass. I ken yer no exactly the military type." He laughed, giving her a pat on the back then squeezing her a reassuring cuddle to try and help put her mind at ease.

"W..what about you? I remember your Mum talking about mine protection? Keeping you closer to home." She asked as she looked up to him as she hunched over the table. "Aye, that she did. But I telt her I've made up my mind wit I'm goin fur. I know you won't be the happiest about it but I'm going for front line heavy infantry." He admitted.

Yuri knew he was already going for a front line position but her heart still sank regardless. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to see him for so long at a time and the ever present threat of having him being lost completely made her feel even more anxious than when she first walked in.

Before they knew it, Komms was called up to the officer and giving Yuri another little hug He marched over, not wanting to waste time. "You Komms?" asked the officer, giving him a look of recognition. "Aye sir!" he returned.

"You can drop the sir shit for the minute son. I served with your father, if you turn to be even half the soldier he is, You'll make it far.". He was taken back a bit by this, but through the compliment he stood tall with his head held high. "Cheers lad." he replied, with a tone determination.

The officer then pointed to one of the cubicles with an open curtain."Head over there, son. You'll be instructed on what to do when you get there." said the officer before looking back down at his clip board.

he nodded, then marched back off again, over towards the cubicle. He walked into the small makeshift room. A stern looking doctor sitting at the table. Telling him to close the curtain and to take a seat, to which he obliged.

"Name?" Blurted the doctor.

"[Redacted] Medvedev" He replied

"Date of birth?"

"13th July 2247"

"Any family currently in service?"

"Aye, My father and mother"

"Ranks?"

"Fathers a Staff Sergeant, Mothers a Sergeant."

"What roles?"

"They were both front line infantry but my fathers one of the Mine security teams now, Mother works in the New Ephiran Engineering corps."

The doctor nodded. Looking up at Komms, scanning over the details of his physic.

"Please strip yourself of your clothes and place them on the table." the doctor ordered, making him feel a bit embarrassed, but at least the room wasn't freezing, he reasoned to himself.

The doctor sat looking down at his clip board, filling in some of the blanks on the page. "I know this is embarrassing but we need to check for any imperfections on you. If part of your body has been affected by radiation to a certain extent, then you might not be seen fit for service. It's all about your health, so don't worry too much.".

The statement nit making him feel any more comfortable about stripping down to his skivvies. He started to worry about how Yuri would cope with it. As nervous as he was, he knew it was all part and parcel with the recruitment process but Yuri wasn't as well versed with it. Hell, he still hadn't seen her naked yet, so knowing that there was a doctor stood there staring at her, at her most vulnerable felt concerning to say the least.

To doctor ordered him to take a step back as he stood up. Walking around the table studying his body.

"Any idea what your height is, son?" the doctor asked

"6 foot 1 inch last time I measured up." he replied.

"That saves measuring you then." He said as walked round him again, noticing the scars and marks on his arms."Do you self harm, son?" Komms looked at the floor to the side of him. "I..." he struggled.

The doctor walked up to him, looking him directly in the eyes."Is there a problem up here?" He asked, tapping Komms on the side of his head. "No sir!" he blurted back. "Well how do you explain that then?" he questioned, pointing up and down his arms.

"permission to speak... off the record?" he asked nervously, The doctor raised an eye brow but signalled for him to continue.

"T..the missus kinda has a bit eh a hing fur knives... and... well-" The doctor raised his hand cutting him off, shaking his head as he looked at the floor, looking back up at the boy in front of him after a second.

"No need to continue, we get a lot weirder stories. You'll just need to try and not do it while in service. She might not be happy about it. Is she here?" the doctor asked.

"Aye sir, I hink she's waiting for her slot."

The doctor stepped him to the side. Poking his head out of the curtain and looking around before he pulled his head back through.

"What's her name and what does she look like?

"Yuri and she's about 5,6 maybe 5,7, long Brown hair. A little extra on the waist, wears a wee purple clip in her hair." he replied.

He poked his head back out again. Seeing her walk into the cubicle next to them. The doctor left for a minute before returning.

"I've delivered a note to her doctor. Just to let her know of your... situation. Avoids more embarrassment." he said before continuing with his assessment. he felt some relief for what he'd done but getting back into it the feeling of embarrassment settled in again.

"Large muscles, You do a lot of training?" the doctor asked as he got him to raise his arm up."I do some with weights but I Mainly help out at the smiths nearby the house" He replied as he lowered his arm again.

"any experience in any other trades?"

"Bit of everything really. Done some weapon smithing and a couple other things like tha-"

Yuri gasped in the cubicle next to them, making him raise his head wondering if anything was wrong. "It's alright son, that happens a lot with the ladies being asked to strip and don't worry. She has a female doctor. Everyone gets the same treatment." The doctor explained.

He keeps his head up, listening for any further developments to what's happening next door but soon relinquishes the urge to get back to the doctor.

"What's your stamina like at the minute?"

"Could be better, could be worse" he admitted as he shrugged his shoulders. Well, I have a list written up of what roles would suit someone of your abilities after training. If you please get dressed and give it a read over. The doctor said as he stepped back round his table and took his seat, setting the list down between them.

He pulled his clothes back on, a bit more at ease than before. The doctor signalled for him to sit down again. "This is only a reference for what roles I believe would suit you. This doesn't change what role you can select to join" he explained as he pointed over the list."Thanks Doc, is that me or?" he asked as he started to look over it. "Yes, that's you finished. Please leave the curtain open when you leave" said the doctor said as he set up his clip board for the next candidate.

He nodded before standing up and walking out of the booth. Walking past the officer as he walked to wards the tables, he called him over. "Wait there one second, son" he asked, quickly calling out another name, asking him his full name then directing the boy to the booth Komms had just left.

"What roles has he suggested?" the officer asked, a look of intrigue on his face. Looking down at the list, there was a lot of engineering and tradesman roles but lower down there was a large portion of the list labelled "Combat roles" "A lot of engineering and combat." he replied as he read over the individual roles.

"As I thought. I remember your dad getting the same list. When you see him next, tell him Popeye sends his best." Grinned the officer and looking into the recruiting officers eyes, he noticed one of them was fake, a little smiley face being penned on the front of it.

"Nea prob lad, I'll catch ye in a bit" He said, patting him on the shoulder and walking back over to the tables.

He took a bottle of water and sat down where he and Yuri had been before. The curtain to Yuri's booth soon opening as she sauntered out, looking rather violated as she held her arm a second look of embarrassment creeping through it. Looking at the floor, she walked over to the tables, taking the seat next to Komms, sitting in silence while she hid her list under the table. He leaned in towards her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and putting one on her knee as he whispered in her ear. "I ken it's embarrassing lass but it's over now." he said trying to comfort her.

"You okay lass?" he asked as he pulled a small smile, leaning down and looking up at her as she lowered her head. "This just makes me feel so useless. There's not a single meaningful role that they've suggested. Just store work and a couple driving roles" He pulled her closer towards him as he took her wrist, raising it up about the table and glancing down at her list. "it's alright, You wanted to go for a role that didn't involve much combat or interaction with people anyway, didn't you?"

She nodded slightly. "But it's not that. I mean I don't have any other skills than meaningless labour. It just makes em feel like I've wasted my time doing what I've done..."Before he could say anything that he thought might cheer her up the officer called everyone over. Both of them standing up as he kept his arm around her, walking her over with the others.

They all entered another room with a bunch of different stalls, each with a banner over the top of them. Combat, Auxiliary/Support, Medical etc.
"These are where you will sign for what role you believe would suit you best. Take your time and make up your mind. When you've signed for a role, please go through the door to your right!" bellowed the officer, then standing aside one of the stalls at ease, waiting for everyone to take their pick.

Yuri put her hand on Komms' chest a slightly pained look in her eyes, "Can I have a few minutes alone please?" she asked. He looked at her with concern but he relinquished his grip on her shoulder leaning in and giving her a kiss on the cheek before she grabbed him by the collar. She pulled him in and stuck her lips to his. They stood for a couple of second like that before she loosened her grip and let him go. Giving him a second on the cheek and an accompanying smile. "Off you go soldier boy. I'll see you in a few minutes" she said, giving him a playful slap on the backside before she dawdled off.

He smiled back and dentally walked off, light headed. Gary walked up behind him laughing as he slapped him on the back. "I can see your spark hasn't died down at all" he laughed, as Komms giggled, his head spinning slightly, with a big smile across his face."Come on, snap out of it" he said, jokingly snapping his fingers in front of his face.

Komms came back around after a few a moments, scratching the back of his neck, feeling a tad embarrassed. He let out a smug but nervous laugh, "Sorry bout that" following it up with another laugh."You're some cookie." Gary chuckled again.

Komms turned his head to look at where Yuri had been standing but looking around, she was nowhere to be seen. He then looked at the door to the right, getting a glimpse of Yuri's back as she walked through it. He guessed she just wanted a moment to put her role down and get it over with.

He walked over to the stall for the combat roles with Gary, a large buff woman sat behind the desk. "Now would you look at that" the recruiter started up "Now you look like you'd end up a mean son of a bitch!" she laughed as she looked Komms up and down. Komms looked down at the woman sat behind the stall. Scars trailing from the top of her face down to her neck with a centre line Mohawk . "Let me guess? Heavy infantry?" he asked a she scratched her chin.

"Got it in one!" he nodded, pulling a wide grin across his face. "Now that's what I like to hear! Let me guess-" she looked over to Gary. "Hmmm, I wouldn't say light infantry... I wouldn't say heavy either." she said as she squinted. Gary quickly perked up "Flame unit!". Komms turned to him in surprise."Ya cunt, you canny lighter a fag wioot burnin half yer nose hairs oot!"

Gary laughed this notion off, then turned Back to the woman behind the stall. "Well, if we don't just have a little pyromaniac here." She cooed as she sat back in her chair, looking cutely over him.

She looked through a couple of folders under the desk and pulled out two form and clipped each one to aboard and handed each of them a pen. She asked their names and jotted them down on another board, with their desired role.

"Right, now you's two just fill them there little sheets out and take them with you through that door over there. You'll be sorted for uniform sizes and issued them before heading back to Jacinto." she explained, a grin forming across her face again as they said goodbye and walked off towards the same door that Yuri had went though previously.

After all the students were in the next room the recruiter sent everyone to a large table where their measurements had been handed in by the doctors in the booths. They were then given 4 shirts, 4 trousers. A set of boots. A light jacket, a winter jacket. A cap and some underwear. They were then sent to some changing rooms to try on their uniforms,

Coming out of the changing room with their old clothes bagged up. They stored them with the bags they were a also issued. Komms stood tall, with his pressed uniform fitting him loose enough to move properly, Noticing the reinforced stitching.

Yuri then appeared out of one of the changing rooms. His jaw nearly dropped as she stepped out, her uniform sitting tight enough to show off her figure, but still loose enough to leave the rest to the imagination. seeing Komms staring at her, she blushed, as she fitted her cap atop her head while walking over. "See something you like?" she coyed, circling her finger on his chest as she looked up at him teasingly.

Komms was speechless. He couldn't stop staring her up and down. The shine off the steel buttons on her shirt. The armoured belt held up by a leather yolk. She leaned in to his ear again. "You look quite dashing yourself" she whispered, letting out a little giggle as she kissed him on the cheek, her lipstick leaving translucent outline of her lips.

He blushed himself, looking over to the side as the officer called everyone again. Telling everyone to go to an instructor, based on what role they had selected. Him, Gary and Yuri all walked towards the instructor for combat roles, Komms turning to Yuri with a puzzled look.

"I thought ye signed up tae be a drier?" he quizzed. She gave him a cheeky smile and handed him her clipboard with her signed role on it.

Medium infantry- Yuri Dasilva Delgraza.

"I couldn't stand the thought of not being there with you..." she admitted, looking down at the floor nervously. "Are ye sure aboot this Yuri? I mean, I want tae be wi ye every step eh the way. I'm just worried fur ye." he asked. She smiled up at him and kept walking, leaning her head on his shoulder as they went.

They reached the instructor and assembled in a line. He looked around, expecting them to be joined be a lot more people. Out of the forty or so people that were there, there was only 5 of them there for combat roles.

Even the instructor looked at them with shock. He stood there, covered head to toe in combat armour. Looking across at each of them through the eye pieces of his helmet. The blue light emanating from them reflected off each of their eyes. He looked at Komms, still with the lipstick stain on his cheek, Then adverting his gaze to Yuri who was still stood next to him. Easy to tell who the perpetrator of the mark was, with the purple lipstick she was wearing.

He grunted with a small laugh. Before looking up the line of five. "Starting from my left. I want your name and your desired role!" he barked. From the left, there was a boy and a girl from another class at their school. He had seen them about the school before but they'd never talked.

The boy at the end opened up first.

"Reece Macewan, Medium infantry!"

Then the girl next to him.

"Denise Steiner, Light infantry!"

Yuri was next in line. She was visually nervous but she still found herself enough to not stumble her words.

"Yuri Delgraza, Medium infantry!"

Komms was next in line, standing tall blurted out his name and role, like the rest.

"[Redacted] Medvedev, Heavy infantry!"

Before Gary could speak the instructor stopped in his tracks and turned to Komms.

"Where're you from boy?!" he barked, with a voice as rough as rusted steel. "Jacinto Sir, But my parents are Russian and Scottish, Sir!" The instructor grunted, giving him the feeling this wasn't going to be the easiest of relationships."Fucking reds! Can never get fucking rid of them. Remember son, I've got your ass when you get back here now. I'm not going fucking easy on you!" the instructor growled.

He then turned and looked at Gary. "Continue!" he barked, finally giving Gary the chance to speak. "Gary Thacker, Flame Unit!".

He stopped yet again. Turning towards Gary. Even from the side, you could see him looking past Gary's eyes and right into his soul as He glared through him for almost a minute."I don't think you've got it in you, boy!" He grunted. "Sir!?" Gary blurted as a reply.

"Being a flame unit is just as physically demanding as being a heavy." pointing at Komms as he spoke, "He's got it in him, because of his size. You? I'm going to have to push you pretty fucking hard! Not just that. Do you think you have it in you, to get right up close and personal and set folk alight?" He asked, to which Gary stared back through his eye pieces again.

"To hear them scream for their love ones. To smell their burning flesh, to watch them writhe in pain. Unlike any other weapon on the field? Rolling around, using every last ounce of their strength to survive and put the fire out?" Gary threw himself up to attention. "Yes, Sir!" He yelled. The instructor only responding in a grunted, "We'll see boy!".

He turned and walked up the small line, of people stood to attention. Making it half way up the line, this time stopping at Yuri."And you girl!" he said, turning on the spot to look at her. Yuri flinched to attention, her eyes widening as an anxious look sprawled across her face.

"Do you think you have what I takes?".Yuri remained silent, her mind frozen in place. "Well!? Do you!?" He barked again. Yuri tried to come back with something but he stopped her with the wave of a hand.. "I don't think you're going to make it past the first moth! And that's me being generous. Take yourself back through and to the Auxiliary or Medical. Something a little more your style." He said condescendingly before turning back up the line, Yuri finally finding her voice.

"No, Sir!" She yelled, causing the instructor to stop half stride and stand in place for a moment before slowly marching backwards in front of her. He turned to face her, glaring right through her with more ferocity than he had Gary. "Are you disobeying a direct order, Girl!?" He screamed.

Not only did the atmosphere at the line become that much more tense, but the whole room of people and instructors went silent. All eyes staring oat Yuri. Komms could feel her heart rate pick up. Even from a foot away. The sweat started dropping from her face at this point as he leaned in so he was a mere inch from her face.

"Did you or did you not just disobey a direct order!?" he screamed again, his voice crackling through the filter of his helmet. "Yes, Sir!" She yelled back, "I'm not as worthless as I looke, Sir, I can fight and I'm not going to be bullied into taking myself into something I'm not going to do!" She yelled back, her face filled with both rage and terror simultaneously. The instructor took a step back from her, still glaring but even through his helmet gave off the vibe of being pleasantly surprise.

"You might be right, girl. But I'll tell you something, I'm going to chew your ass out of my regiment before the first month is up. I'll eat my own words if I'm wrong here, But don't expect any sympathy from here on out!" he growled back.

Komms clenched his fists as he stiffened. He knew this was his job but he still didn't take that threat lightly. His face started to twitch as His eyes speckled, going bloodshot. It was obvious He wasn't happy and the instructor took note, stepping back aside in front of Komms.

"Awww, what's wrong princess? Sad I threatened your little girlfriend here!? You've just earned yourself the same treatment now, Fucker!" the instructor bellowed, his voice bouncing off every corner and wall of the hall.

Komms retorted with a snort. The glare from the instructor intensified, as he stood unflinching through it, Looking back with the same intensity as what he was receiving.

"It takes a man, no his breakfast, Sir!" He barked back. The instructor stood speechless. Yuri stood there, even more terrified than she was before, if she didn't relax, she was likely to burst a blood-vessel, he thought to himself.

To the whole rooms dismay, the instructor started laughing, before voming back to his aforementioned glare. "Oh, I'm gonna have fun with you two, I'll guarantee you that!" the insturctor grunted.

He stepped back again. And puffed up his chest before speaking again."Detail!" he barked, everyone's arms rushing down their backs as he spoke."Detail-shun!" he barked again, causing the line of students to stamp to attention.

"Behind me is a table with leaflets detailing when you will depart for your training. You will endure the same regular training" He raised his voice for the whole room to hear. "As the rest of these pansies who're to scared to get their fucking hands dirty on a day to day basis!" he bellowed, before bringing his voice back down to speak directly with his detail again.

"But during your regular fitness training I will be the one taking you. Same for weapons training and several other subjects. Instead of drivers training, you'll get extra weapons and explosives training. Instead of the regular Computing training, I will take you for extra PT!"

He glared along the line again. "At least you people have the hangars to talk back with force. As much as I'm going to grill you for it. It shows you do have somewhat the amount of guts it takes to do this job." He said, "Medvedev!" He then barked, ruining the peace that his voice was taking.

"Aye sir!" he barked back. "You've got lipstick on your face, if I see that shit on your face on your first day, you're getting latrine duty, so get that shit sorted when you leave!" He said, finishing in another yell.

"Aye sir!"he replied again."Very good. We have nothing left to discuss." He puffed up his chest one again, to deliver his final order. "Detail! Dismissed!".The instructor walked away, while everyone relaxed and walked over to the table to check out the leaflets.

Cadets!

You are to report to the Jacinto checkpoint at 0600 on the 10th of January 2264.

There will be a truck waiting for you to take you to Grother Military Academy!

Bring yourself and the kit you have been issued, wearing one of the uniforms you have been issued. Your boots should be polished, caps with a watch equipped. If you do not have a watch, report to the commission office before leaving to be issued one.

You should eat a hearty meal before you go as there will be no supplement till the evening.

Best of luck to you in the time ahead in your service.

Colonel Jameson Pierce

They nodded good bye to Reece and Denise before going to the commission office to get issued a watch. The watches they were given, were leather strapped and looked like they take a bullet or two if needed. They wandered out into the main room they were in when they had been inspected.

The recruitment officer that had brought them in originally was stood there waiting on everyone making their way back waving them over."I think you impressed him" he said with a chuckle. "Ye hink?" He replied sarcastically.

"Having recruits talk back like that to him, gives him a good idea of what kind of soldier you'll make. The more likely they are to talk back and be aggressive, the more inclined the soldier is to violence, in his eyes. He likes you three. He's gonna have fun with you." he laughed, causing the three of them to gulp, the same feeling of dread hovering over their heads. He lead them back down the stairs and the corridor they took to get there, getting them all to get their jackets on. They all opened their bags and threw on their winter jackets they had been given. Fur lined, with a black leather outside and a quilted inside. It kept the cold out well enough but he wasn't quite sure how it would hold up when the weather would take a turn for the worst.

They boarded the truck to take them back to Jacinto. Komms pulled out a pack of cigarettes, handing one to Yuri and Gary. They all sparked them up, letting the toxic relief enter their lungs, each of them exhaling simultaneously with a sigh of relief that their meeting with the instructor was over.

The truck vibrated rapidly before slowing as the engine revved up. The truck jumped about making it hard to smoke to start with but it evened out as the convoy of trucks trundled onto the highway back to Jacinto. The frozen air causing everyone to shiver as they went. Taking a draw Gary turned and chapped the window to the cab of the truck. The driver opened up the window asking what was wrong.

"What's the temp?" he asked. The driver turned to look at his dials, turning back exclaiming it was minus 4. "Fucking hell, no wonder my balls are about to fall off!" he exclaimed as the window to the cab closed while a few chuckles bounced around the back of the truck.

Yuri leaned her head on Komms' shoulder, taking another draw from her cigarette. He threw his arm over her head and down onto her shoulders, letting her warmth join his.. "You sure you made the right choice lass?" He whispered to her. She hesitated for a second "As long as I'm with you, that's a right enough choice for me." she whispered back, turning her head and delivering a kiss to his neck.

"See next time lass. If yer gonnea dea that before meeting the instructor again. Deh wear lipstick!" He said this delivering a kiss to the top of her head, Gary laughed, then voicing his disgust with the cold once again.

Yuri reached into Komms' pocket, pulling a lighter from it. The back of the truck was illuminated by the glow of the lighter as she relight her cigarette. Komms poked his head down to her, poking the charred end in front of her. She held the flame up to his cigarette as it went out. She tried several times to spark the lighter but no no avail. She turned to him, sitting up straight. Taking a few rapid draws of it before holding it to the end of his diminished stick of cancerous doom.

They exchanged glances as his cig burst to life again, her eyes glowing in the dim light of the cigarettes. The embers dropping onto the floor of the truck, like the fresh snow that fell outside. They stared for a moment before they detached the ends of them and she leaned back on his shoulder. he checked his watch, Gary looking over for confirmation. "seven forty. Be damn near eleven before we're back!" he sighed as he felt the cold penetrate his boots.

They sat, frozen in place for the next half hour before a little snore emanated from Yuri, both Komms and Gary let out a chuckle.

"She can sleep through anythin like. She's even managed to sleep through those glowing bastards popping up a couple times now." He said as he peered over his cheek at her."only time ive every seen her with good sleep is when you've been around her." Gaz said as he shuffled his back against the wall of the truck. "Yeah, before you showed up, there was bags under her eyes for days.".

Komms sat and wondered what life would be like if he never sat next to her that first day. She would be on the truck with them, sure. But she'd be sat awake, freezing her flaps off further up the truck. Sat there terrified of being around so many people, probably get discharged after having a nervous breakdown. Poor thing. he thought to himself. Glad he introduced himself. The family love her and since her brother got taken to stay with her uncle, she hasn't had to worry about anyone. She'd practically moved in with him, made things easier on her not having to deal with her dad any more either. He'd met him a couple of time, he didn't get the best first impression from him. Too wrapped up in his drink to even make a good conversation. Loosing his wife really took the toll on him.

An hour or so passed, when Yuri's occasional snores stopped and she raised her head, shivering profusely. He held her tight, rubbing her back and side, trying to give her a slight bit of warmth.

"I've got an idea lass." he said pulling her on to his lap and unzipping his jacket zipping it to hers. They then leaned into each other, holding on tight. He started rubbing his arms up and down her back and stomach. She gazed at him for a second, with a cheeky smile on her face.

She leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?". Komms came to a moment of shock when he realised the situation he'd put himself in, only just noticing the bulge that pressed in between her legs as she sat on his lap. She let out a little giggle before she kissed him on the lips.

"Don't worry, my big bear-" she coyly whispered into his ear. "I'm always excited to see you!". She cuddled into him again. Her lack of disturbance from the situation lifted Komms' spirits as he felt his privates almost blister in the heat against her. He held her close as he started to drift off as he felt Yuri's hand massaging the back of his head.

He awoke to a yell coming from the back of the truck. When ye looked back, all he seen was a group of glowing spots. His mind raced, thoughts of that night the year before, flashed through his mind. The creature grabs a girl who was sat at the open back of the truck. She screamed as it's claws circled around her neck, her screams fading as the razor sharp claws if it's fingers tore through the soft flesh and arteries in her throat. A gunshot rang out, deafening him. He clutched his ear. Spinning his head forward, he seen Yuri holding her gun, before his vision was blinded by the muzzle flash of another shot going off. Now, deaf, dumb and blind. Komms sat there shacking his head, as his vision started to adjust to the dark again. His head still spun with the ringing in his ear.

The girl that the mutant had grabbed lay on the floor of the truck, choking for air through the blood that poured down her windpipe, doing nothing but draw more blood into her lungs, the look of agony and terror etched into her eyes. She slowly stopped gurgling after a moment had past. Even with just the light of the moon shining down. The sheen of the blood that covered her jacket was intoxicating.

The creature had gone through, He didn't know if Yuri had hit her target, it might have just been the muzzle flash that blinded it, making it fall out the back of the truck. She sat on his lap, pointing the gun out the back of the truck, looking up at the gun in her hands. The reflection of the moonlight showed the intricate scrolling and the little heart on the side of the frame.

She stated shaking after a second. The adrenaline wearing off and the cold setting in. He placed his hand around hers. Guiding the muzzle of the gun to the ground. Cocking his head, looking out the back of the truck again. He placed his and Yuri's bag in-between the benches either side of the truck. Placing himself on them, so that he was facing the rear of the truck. Everyone had moved further up the truck away from the opening. Yuri dropped her head. To cold and tired to do anything. He took the gun from her hand, keeping the muzzle trained on the ground, for the moment. He placed Yuri's head on his shoulder, hearing her little trade mark snore.

Glaring out the back of the truck he waited for something to show it's glowing face. Before he knew it thought. The lights at the entrance to Jacinto blessed his vision. He unzipped his jacket from Yuri's. Holding everyone back after they stopped. He jumped out the back of the truck. Looking for those little yellow spots in the darkness. Scanning the rooftops, alleyways. Any little nook or cranny they could be stuffed in.

The cadets all watched him closely. Watching for any reaction that might cause alarm. A soldier walked round from the front of the truck towards him. Seeing him brandish the revolver in his hands. He too raised his rifle, flicking on the torch mounted on the side of it. Double checking all the spots that Komms had scanned. They both walked towards the entrance to Jacinto. The soldier illuminating the open road outside, nothing. It must have been a loner, running around looking for something to eat. Yuri blessing it's wish with copper and lead.

He felt a tap on his shoulder. He jumped, almost pointing his gun at the soldier next to him."What's happened? Drivers up front say they heard gunshots?" Gear asked, his voice rife with concern. Komms walked him to the back of the truck, all the cadets sat in the back waiting fro the word to disembark. Flipping the door down, the soldier recoiled, seeing the girls frozen face and features and the hole that had been torn through her throat.

"One eh them glowy bastards jumped in the back eh the truck. Didny trust getting every cunt out when they still could eh been coming up on us." he sighed, finally closing the girls eyes with his hand.

He waved to everyone to come out, each one of them nervously jumping from the back off the truck. Stretching their legs as they stepped away from the truck their eyes glued on the road they'd came up. Some of them not wanting to go through the darkness home, entered the guards station, wanting to get some warmth and not have to deal with the possibility of being attacked by those things again.

He pulled himself back up into the truck. Finding Gary sat at the back, next to Yuri who was still fast asleep. he slung his bag on his back and holstered the pistol in his pocket.

Komms asked Gary to grab her back for him while he picked her up. As they walked up the road, Gary joked about how this wasn't the first time they'd walked around like this, trying to settle the mood after what'd just happened. Them two walking and talking while Komms carried Yuri who was unconscious for one reason or another.

He would've laughed, but his mind was searching the surroundings for any sight of s yellow glow. They neared their bunker of a house step by step, he felt the cold through his boots again, stinging at his toes as they went numb. He just wanted his bed, the warm air created by the fireplace seemed like heaven at this moment in time. He heard another little snore from Yuri, who was too busy snuggling into his chest to care about anything ells. They finally reached the door to their home, Gary twisting the handle of the door and pushing it open. The house was frozen and pitch black, reminiscent of what they just walked in from. Komms sat Yuri on the couch before starting to build a fire up while Gary closed the door behind them.

"Ye headed back hame or ye wantin tae stay the night?" he asked, thinking it might be better for him to raised a hand to his face, letting out a shivering yawn. "I'll stay by the fire for a couple if that's alright. I need my bed too much." he yawned.

Komms slowly nodded his head in agreement. He stood up and walked through, checking his parents room, happy when he the bed was empty and nothing was out of place, so he walked around the other side of their bed. Taking a small key out of his pocket and opening the gun-safe under the bed. He pulled a rifle from it, checking the magazine to see if it was full. He walked back through the living room and threw the rifle over to Gary. His expression changed, a look of dread across his face.

"Deh worry lad. I'm gonna chum ye up the road. Just deh want tae take any chances.". Gary relaxed his expression, sitting back in the chair, checking the safety, making sure there was a round in the chamber.

Komms walked round his bed, pulling his dads shotgun from underneath it. Grabbing a small satchel that he'd filled with shells, he slung it over his shoulder. He sat down next to Yuri, bathing in the warmth of the fire.

"we should head off, it'll just feel worse going back oot there, the longer we sit here." he said as he felt his feet get even more numb as they heated through so quickly. Gary nodded in agreement. Bot of them standing up as he stretching the cracks out of his back. He looked down at Yuri, who was curled up on the couch. He bent over and gave her a kiss on the temple before walking out the door after Gary. He closed the door behind him, flicking on a torch as he went out. He handed one to Gary, who flicked his on as soon as it landed in his hand.

They walked round the corner, covering each others flanks. Weary of the fact that something could jump out at them at any second. Komms looked up at the roof above them, keeping the muzzle of the shotgun pointed at the centre of the light.

They got closer to his house, every step he took plunging his feet into the snow making them colder and colder, even with the thick clothes on and the steel toe boots. His bones felt frozen, feeling stiff and finding it hard to walk, he trundled on.

They finally reached his front door. Gary handing him his rifle once he opened the door.

"You wanting in for a few? I got some beers lined up in the kitchen?"

"naw lad, Yuri's sat by herself on the couch. Deh want tae leave her fur tae long since she's asleep anaw." he said as he cracked his neck and shuffled his feet. "Fairplay. I'll see you when I see you then, eh?" Gaz said, giving him an upwards nod of the head.

"Aye lad, catch ye in a bit." he replied as he slung the rifle over his back, leading with muzzle of his shotgun. He followed the bootprints they'd made on the way there as he scanned the snow for any tracks that they hadn't made. When he came round the corner to the house, he took a deep breath, before stomping onwards, finally walking up the couple of steps to the front door, he opened it to see Yuri still sound asleep on the couch. He kicked the snow from his beets at the door before he paced through to his room, leaning the shotgun against the cabinet and dumping the rifle on a pile of clothes next to his bead. He trotted back through, sliding Yuri into his arms again, laying her out on the bed when he got through. Taking her boots and jacket off, wrapping the covers over her, then done the same for himself, dropping his boots on the floor, throwing the covers over himself and laying his head back, slowly closing his eyes as he listening to the whistle of the wind outside. The warm air of his home, filling his lungs. Making each breath heaven.

Komms 7 - 12

December 25th 2263 Jacinto Checkpoint Family Barracks

Komms stood, his foot clamping the front door shut as they smashed against it, trying to get in, feeling the blood dripping down his cheek. He heard rustling coming from the other room."I can't find them anywhere!" Broke Yuri's voice from his parents room.

Komms let out a grunt as one of the creatures hit the door. His leg was getting weak, the strain of hit after hit, shocking it's force along each fibre of his muscles. Alas, his efforts were in vain as with one final hit against the door and he was flung back. Those large glowing eye's piercing the veil of darkness that sat past the doorway. Mere inches from his face, he wasn't giving up that easily though. He grabbed the creatures face, plunging his thumbs through the armour like skin that covered the surface of it's eye's. The glowing yellow liquid within oozing out over his thumbs. The screeches that emanated from it's throat echoed out the front door as it's comrades creped closer to it. He threw his head forward, crashing it into the things head, knocking it back. It stumbled around the entrance at his feet. Trying to figure out why the lights had went out as he scurried back a couple feet clambering up the table to his feet.

He looked across the table, the closest thing to him being the pot of stew that Yuri had made up. grabbing the pot he called out to Yuri, "Sorry about dinner, Lass, bit I need tae feed the guests!"

He ran forwards, slamming the pot into the creatures head and sending an explosion of stew everywhere. The creature lay there with it's limbs twitching as it crumpled on the floor. Yuri started trying to lift the bed, looking for the ammunition. The bed crashed over after she finally managed to lift it, her vision was captivated by a ball that sat under the centre of the bed, a handle and pin hanging from the side of it. She hesitated for a moment as she reached out for it, finally taking it in her outstretched hand as she Looked it up and down. She wanted to find something to fight back with, but she didn't want to kill herself as well.

Komms wiped the gravy from his eyes, licking the remnants from his hand. "Yer cookins brilliant, Doll, I hink they appreciated it!" he yelled back through, savouring the taste that he was looking so forward to.

He grabbed a small side table next to the couch, rushing towards the door as another member of the creatures pack came through the door. He shattered the table over its head, keeping hold of one of the legs as he proceeded to bashed it over the head again. Delivering a heavy boot it its chest and sending it it flying out the door tumbling into a heap on the ground as it rolled through the snow. Another one jumped through the doorway, but as he took another swing, aiming right for the top of its head he failed as the creature parried his swing with it's arm, glancing it harmlessly to the side and landing in top of him, pinning his arms to the ground.

It screamed into his face, drool now adding to the layer of gravy that still resided there. It opened its mouth lurching the rows of sharp fangs towards his face, just managing to avoid it's grasp but it managed to lodge a tooth in his cheek, tearing a small trench in his face. before it could retreat it's head though, he plunged his own teeth into the creatures neck, sinking his teeth deep into its flesh. Anchoring himself in place as it tried pulling back. Managed to only start tearing at it's own flesh. With one final effort the beast pulled back again, tearing it's own throat, the bright red blood of the creature filling it's own lungs and leaving a painting of blood of Komms' face.

He left his own portrait though, as the creature recoiled out of the grasp of his teeth, a solitary tooth ripped from his jaw. He lurched in pain. Spitting out blood that he wasn't sure was even his.

Yuri started throwing stuff aside, looking for ammo or anything ells that would do. Swiping some paperwork aside, she found a solitary shell, a small card box lying next to it. "12 gauge" printed on the front. She grabbed the shell and topped the box on its side, 3 more gifts from the gods fell from the opening.

She ran past the carnage she'd caused in the bedroom, being greeted with a spectacular scene. Komms, clubbing another beast over the head, that had its arms wrapped around his waste, it's claws digging deeper into his back with every hit he delivered. She pulled the knife from her belt and slid it between his back and its fingers. She started sawing at the joint in its fingers, severing them from its owner. She pulled him back, cracking the beast on the head with the pommel of her knife, then raising the blade into the underside of it's mouth, pulling the blade towards her, and with a solid tug, snapping the things jaw in two.

Komms pulled her behind him as he gripped at his beck, while more glowing dots teamed towards the door. She raised an open palm towards him, the four shells she'd found perched pretty atop it. With a brown and red laden face he gave her a smile, grabbing the shotgun from the couch. Pulling the pump back, he dropped a round in the chamber, slamming the pump forward and slipping the remaining rounds in the loading gate. He took aim at the door. Lining his up his shot, in the centre of the glowing mess outside. She grabbed his arm, pulling his aim off, nearly sending a shell into the wall.

He turned to see Yuri holding the little bundle of explosive joy in front of him and pulling an evil grin and snatching the grenade from her hand. he pulled the pin, letting go of the handle for a second before lobbing it out at the conglomeration of ugly on the other side of the door. He spun round, wrapping his arms around Yuri and jumping over the couch. Landing on a knife that had been dropped on the floor, letting out a yell as the grenade went off. The sound echoed in the house, the sound bouncing around inside their heads.

He pulled himself to his knees, falling backwards, landing on his arse as his vision shook, the ringing continued in his head. He grabbed the stock of the shotgun, flipping it round to point at the door. The fire had finally dimmed to embers, a couple landing on his arm, burning an imprint of their former selves on him. He sat unflinching, all his focus doing a figure eight around the door.

His head still spinning, he shakily made his way to his feet, keeping the gun on the door. He stepped around Yuri, stepping into view of the outside. One of the survivors rushed the door and into the dim light of the embers. The room light up as he pulled the trigger, delivering an ounce of lead going at Mach 2. Its body flung back out the door, one of its arms continuing on it's original route and slapping against his leg. He stepped towards the doorway, not any moving glowing spots in sight any more. He made his way outside checking the left, then the right and stepping outside. He pointed his weapon up at the roof, a pair of glowing eyes staring down at him. His vision blinded by the fireball created by the blast of the shell. He racked the pump again as the creature fell to his feet . Doing a 360 he checked the vicinity for any more eyes. His surroundings, thankfully they where as black as the night sky.

He looked at the ground, the dim light from the bunker lighting up the mess of blood and limbs left lying from the grenade that went off. He turned, pointing his gun at the footsteps coming from the blackness. A group of glowing light approaching. He tensioned his finger on the trigger as a light flicked on, quickly lowering the muzzle of the shotgun as he covered his eyes.

"Hold fire! We got a live one here!" echoed a voice through the night as light came closer, a soldier carrying a rifle approached him, shining his light on the carnage and glowing limbs that littered the ground. "We heard an explosion, didn't know what to expect." the Gear stated. Komms lowered his head, taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh. "Anyone hurt?" He shook his head, looking back through the front door. He turned his head to the group of soldiers standing in front of him while he walked towards the door. He beckoned them to come inside, they obliged his invitation and followed him in. He found Yuri sitting on the couch, covering her ears with her hands.

The solders entered to see the room littered with bodies of those creatures, bullet holes covering the walls and a carpet of bullet casings scattering the floor. One of the soldiers looking around in amazement. "Tell you one thing. I'm not robbing this place any time soon!".

Komms sat next to Yuri, sliding an arm over her shoulders. "Head poundin aye?" he asked, to which she slowly nodded, trying not to make it worse. He gave her a little squeeze and lowered his voice, realising the headache that's overcoming him now ,as well.

The soldiers start picking up the bodies, flinging them out the front door in a pile. Shifting them again after so they weren't in clear view, looking out the door. Before they left, one of the troops gave him a small Med kit. "We'd stay for dinner-" he said, looking around at he gravy and blood stains covering him and the entrance to the bunker. "But I think your guest didn't leave us much.".

Patting him on the shoulder, he switched his light on again and headed out the door. Their footsteps quieting down as they made their way into the distance.

He checked the door. The lock snapped from the door and half hanging from the hinges. He closed it, placing a chair in front of it to keep it closed. He sat down again next to Yuri. Opening up the small Med-kit the soldier had given him. He pulled out a small pack of painkillers. Cracking open the lid and dropping four of them into his hand. He threw two of them in his mouth and took a drink of water from the table. Holding the pills and water over to her, she done the same, slamming the pills in her mouth and guzzling down some of the water.

He looked down at the floor, Yuri's pistol sat there, covered in blood, still a little smoke coming from the barrel. He rubbed Yuri's back then picked up the little pistol and walked through to the kitchen. He opened the cylinder, ejecting the empty cases onto the table, then a little clank of one remaining round that hadn't been fired. He stood the round up and placed it to the side. The cartridge standing to attention as he cleaned the drying blood from it. Making sure to get every little nook and cranny.

He picked up the round that sat on the bunker, rolling it around in his hand, then slipping it into the cylinder. He spun the cylinder around, stopping it pointing up and slowly closed the cylinder, lining the round up next the chamber. His headache had already began to calm, massaging the back of his neck he put the pistol down. He grabbed a glass and filled it with some water, downing the glass soon after. He picked up the pistol and headed back through to the living room, seeing Yuri sat there gazing at the embers of the fire.

He grabbed some wood and threw it into the pile of embers, throwing some kindling around it. He took a seat next to her as the fire began to burn again. He placed the little pistol on the table in front of her, spinning it round so the grip faced her. She reached out for it, placing it into her tender hands. Looking over the engraving again, admiring the craftsmanship that went into it.

"We never even had a gun at my dads." she said to which Komms gave her a look of surprise.

"Yeah, the COG took took any guns my dad had after he turned to the drink. I'm glad, he probably would have shot either us or himself, in a drunken fit of depression." she whimpered as she dropped her head to the side onto his shoulder, the air warming from the fire that had started again.

"I got ye a wee prezzy actually." mentioned as he ran a hand over his face. She lifted her head, admiring the sparkles from the reflection of the fire in his eyes. "Oh my love, the only present I need from you, Is you!" she smiled, sliding her arm around his and cuddled into his shoulder.

He lowered his head into hers, rubbing his cheek into her hair getting some of the blood-gravy mixture smeared into it. "I feel the same eh yerseln lass." he whispered, kissing the top of her head. He stood up, walking through to his bedroom and going into the wardrobe. Pulling a cardboard box, with the lid held on with some string. He brought it back through, placing it on her lap as he sat down. She looked down at the box in surprise, admiring the string bow for a moment before pulling the string. lifting the lid from it her eyes widened, as inside lay a bottle of wine and a small box of chocolates.

"I mind ye sayin ye always wanted tae try wine, like. And ye deh ken how fuckin hard it were tae find them bastartin chocolates! So... Merry Christmas." he chuckled.

She placed the box on the table, turning to look at Komms as she placed a knee on the couch and a hand on his chest as she climbed onto his lap. She glanced at his lips, before turning them back to his eyes, a deep alluring blissfulness burning in them. She leaned in towards him, biting her lip while looking at his again. She let go of her lip as her eyes gently fluttered closed before she connected her lips with his. Her headache felling like it had vanished when they did so, the only thing she could focus on was her love for him.

Wrapping an arm around his head she held their heads together. She slid her tongue between her lips and passed his, creating a dance between them. She tilted her head to make more ground into his mouth. Running her tongue along his teeth. She pulled away, a string of drool hanging between their mouths before snapping and landing down her chin. She wiped it away with her sleeve before sliding down and resting her head on his chest. Using his chest as a pillow, listening to the beat of his heart and slowly drifting off into the abyss of sleep.

Yuri 5 - 13

December 26th 2263 Jacinto Checkpoint Family Barracks

The handle of the front door turned, creaking against the chair levered against the handle. The chair fell away from the door, landing just on the edge of the couch, not making much noise. Yuri lay on top of Komms, still snoozing away as the door slid open, knocking on the floor slightly, then sliding the rest of the way open. Komms' father took a step into the room, stopping when he felt something sticky clutch to the bottom of his boot.

Looking down he saw the blood and gravy concoction, littered with spent brass and shells. He slowly looked up, gauging the ricochet marks and bullet holes in the walls. Turning his gaze, he seen the back of Yuri's head, perched upon Komms. He stepped into the room, trying to close the door behind him, but He looked up the door seeing where the lock had broken off and the hinge hanging form the frame. He turned and looked back at the two, sleeping on the couch, leaning down on top of it, holding his head above the two.

"I thought your mother told you no parties!" He loudly said.

Yuri jumped in shock, turning to see his father stood there, she let out a yelp. Her jump causing Komms to awake from his peaceful rest, putting Yuri off balance and causing the two of them to fall to the floor.

His father stood back up, with a look of disappointment. Komms shot his head up around the couch. "Ye wee bastart! Could eh gave ees a heart attack!" Komms blurted, while his father stood there glaring at him.

Looking around the room, he turned back to Komms, lying up the side of the couch. Yuri slowly raising her head up to see him, just enough so that it was only her eyes showing from behind the cushions of the couch. "As I said, I thought your mother said no parties?" He grunted.

"Well am sorry pal, but it's no my fault a whole fuckin horde eh them things decided tae come roond fur Christmas dinner!" She could still feel him heart race as he retorted. His father raised a brow. "Horde of what things?"

Komms pulled himself tae his feet, trying not to crush Yuri against the couch. Walking around the couch and pulling the door, that fell off it's last hinge. He dropped it down the side of the doorway and stepped outside looking around, unable to see the bodies they piled up the night before. His father stoos in the doorway, still waiting on an explanation. "Ah, here we are. Fuckin fresh snows coverin it!" he grumbled as he dug his hand into the snow, grabbing the wrist of one of the glowing beasts, pulling it from the pile. To which six or seven of them fell on his feet. "And there's plenty mare in the pile than that auld man." He remarked..

The expression in Sergei's eyes changed from that of an angry glare to a surprised and slightly proud but worried glare. "So how many did you get?" he asked, his voice rife with concern. Komms shrugged. "Ye can drag them out and start countin if ye want ,like but I'd say most eh em if not all.".

His father turned back into the house, walking through to his room, stopping as he swung round the doorway. "Cyka! What in the fuck is going on here!?" He yelled, seeing the carnage that she'd caused in his room.

Yuri swung her head around, looking in his direction, sinking in her jumper. "I take it you done the deed through here then?" He grumbled as his glare turned to her, replying with a nervous nod. He stomped back out the front door to Komms who was piling the bodies back up. "I'll be back in 3 hours. I want this place looking like it did before!" He ordered, prodding him in the chest with his finger. "And put the bodies on a sled to take away, The bodies tend to attract more." before he started to follow back up the boot prints he'd made on his way there.

Komms' eyes turned to a glare to match that of his father's. "You're looking at me like that why?" his father blurted out. "Cause searching my mind, I'm not the one who trashed the house!" he bellowed. Komms slowly marched towards his father as he raised his voice, "You kent?! You fuckin kent and ye didn't tell us anyhing aboot them?! Anyhing would eh fuckin helped! How they fought? the groups they move in? Did that just slip your fuckin mind?!" he barked.

He stood tall, looking upon his son, with anguish and a hint of regret placing a hand on his sons shoulder. Closing the gap between his mouth and his sons ear and in a hushed tone he explained, "Yes, I knew. Did I have a choice to tell you? no. Official COG business you could say. Why do you think there is so many soldiers in the mines? You think it's cause the workers might take some of the findings for themselves?" the man chuckled " That would mean nothing if they took a little something each. No, we're down there keeping an eye on where they're drilling. Ultra sounding the ground, looking for their tunnels.".

Komms glared at him further "The least ye could dea noo is tell us wit the fuck ye call'em?" Komms grumbled as he crossed his arms over his chest. He shrugged tilting his head as he done so. "I guess you could call them locust. It's become a bit of a nickname for them. When they attack it's like a swarm of locust enveloping you. At least when they get a little older. Some of the younger come above ground now it seems. Must have found an old mineshaft somewhere." Komms stood back "Yer tellin ees these are the fuckin kids!? Wit the fuckin kinda size dae they grow!? Same as us!?" He barked as his eyes tore open wide.

"I've seen them up to about... maybe 7 feet tall, but that's the really big ones. Don't normally come in that size. Average is between five and six foot. About the same as us, yes. Maybe a little smaller. Don't let them grab you though, they can rip through armour like it's nothing. They're developing something at the minute but it's not ready yet." He finished, turning round and starting to walk away. "As I said though, I will be back in about 3 hours, So don't slack!" he barked again before marching off into the snow.

Komms dropped his head and sighed, guessing it was back to the grind. he walked through the front doorway, looking down at the door that lay upside it and throwing it out. Yuri sat on the couch, her head in her hands. "ye hear our conversation outside?" She raised her head, nodding as she done so. "If you want eh dae the kitchen. I'll get through here done.," he suggested, looking at all the blood and food on the floor. "I don't mind doing it...I.. you want?" she asked, her voice still filled with fear. "Nah lass, I'll get this shite, besides. I'm the yin who tried using dinner as a weapon.". She giggled at the thought, of him beating the creatures back with food. First throwing the potatoes, then the carrots and cabbage. Then he's beating them with a pot of stew.

She grabbed the pot that the stew had been in the night before and carrying it through to the kitchen. She filled it with water and bringing it abck through, placing it over the fireplace. She threw a couple more bits of wood on the embers and nursed it till it soon took alight. She sat there watching the fire lick up the side of the pot. Like the grasps of a wave, smashing against the shore. Or blood making it's way over the blade of a knife. Her hands dropped to her lap as a feeling of lust came over her as she thought about that, turning to marvel at Komms out of the corner of her eye.

Her love, her world, her life. She squeezed her hands between her legs, shivering with pleasure at the thought of them finally doing the deed in the bedroom. Running her hands down his chest and down to his belt. His hand, massaging her chest as she dropped His trousers to his ankles. Pushing him back on the bed. And pulling out her little knife and running it across her arm before-.

Komms put a hand on her shoulder. "You alright lass?" her head swung round, looking at him with that signature ear to ear grin. He rolled his eyes, looking back down at her. He just about slipped on the residue on the floor as she jumped round and up to his chest.

"I can't help it! I need you close, closer than close." She grabbed his belt buckle trying to undo it.

"I need you inside of me. Further than we've gone with the knife." she cried as she pulled him over the couch, both of them tumbling to the floor. She landed on his lap, jumping and dropped her legs down the sides of him. She started grinding up and down him, ripping her jumper off. Exposing all the scars up her arms as ran her hands up under his shirt.

She pulled the knife from the back of her belt. "I want this to be memorable, Komms... The first time..." she panted, anticipating the experience to come. She held the knife to her wrist and started pulling it around her arm, still rubbing herself up against him.

Komms grabbed her arms. Pulling them down to his chest. Pulling her head down into a kiss. She ripped her arms from his grasp and grabbed his face. Thrusting her tongue as far into his mouth as she could, curling it around his. He grabbed her head and ripped her from his lips, pulling her head almost side to side with his.

"Stop lass! We have a few hings tae dea! We'll be bear bait if we deh get it done!" he whispered, trying to reason with her. He ran his hands up her sides and around her back, pulling her into a hug. "I ken yer dying on... getting that close eh a connection... But I deh feel comfortable deain it the now. When we're a bit older. But just not... the now..." he sighed.

She pulled herself back, shaking a bit, from the sensation. "I.I...I'm so sorry." she sighed, dropping her head as she placed her heads either side of it. "I'm sorry, P.. forgive me? I know there is something not right in my head..." she whimpered, while he sat up, placing a hand on her shoulder, the other to her chin, lifting her head to look at him. "You're as close to perfect to me as ye can get, lass, no need to be sorry." he said, pulling a smile as he looked at her.

Looking down at her arm, he pulled his shirt off and wrapped it around the cut she's placed upon herself again. She looked down at his bare chest, starting to shiver once again. He raised a finger in front of her face, waving it side to side, snapping her out of it again. She swung her head to the side, keeping her eyes out of view. She quickly thrust herself to her feet, using the couch and table for support. She bent over and offered a hand to him, receiving a smile before he took her hand and using the couch, aided in pulling himself up.

Her head turned to the side as she grabbed him, ripping his face towards her, placing a kiss upon his cheek before storming off into the kitchen with the pot of boiled water. She placed some cold water in the pot, so that it wouldn't scold her, then began scrubbing the dishes from the night before. She washed in silence before the ping of the shells being swept filled the air by Komms.

Over time the dishes piled up on the drying rack. Glistening in the candle light. Glancing over her shoulder, she seen Komms mopping the dried up concoction from the floor, then when she looked again a little while later him scrubbing the stew from the leather couch. He turned to look at her, catching her glancing round, making her quickly swivel her gaze back to the pot of water. Lowering her head again, the same questions rushing through her head as have always done.

since she got together with him. Why can she not stop thinking about him? Why does she act out around him? Why does she loose control and try to force herself on him? And why does he not see anything wrong with it? Why does he just accept it? He doesn't even question her about it. The only time he shown actual shock or dismay about it was when she first lost control on her birthday.

Her legs tightened as she tried pushing the thoughts from her head, the only thing other than the questions that she could fill her mind with being him. His smile, his eyes, his muscles. How exotic his accent was. The taste of his sweat, blood and tears. The complete lack of care to what happens, having the uncanny sense that it'll all work out in the end. The warm feeling she gets when he slips his hands around her and into the front pocket of her hoodie, his warm breath on her neck. The kiss that he just planted into her neck. Wait! That's happening right now!, rushed through her head.

Lost in her thought, she hadn't noticed him walk up behind her, placing her in his grasp. Her legs shook even more at how in control he could be. He didn't even try to force anything, it all just happens so naturally."I'm sorry lass..." he whispered. She raised her head, giving the wall a blank look of confusion. "I'm sorry if it confuses you. The way I act when you let your more... Intense side take over. The way I so nonchalant and go along with how you act or just how I act in general...".

She wipes the water from her hand, raising it to his head, running her fingers up through his hair. "I just don't know how you do it Komms... It scares me..." she admitted, her fingers trembling as they circled through his hair.

He pulled his hand from her pocket, running it up her side, past her breast, grabbing hold of her shoulder. He nuzzled his head into her neck, closing his eyes, rubbing his head against her, making himself comfy. "It's simple really... I just... I just love you..." he said, delivering another kiss to her neck as he finished.

She lowered her head slowly, closing her eyes as she did so. "How can you love something as fucked up as myself?... Something that lashes out like that. Something that lashes out against itself. Addicted to pain and suffering. Who has taken to causing you to inflict the same pain on yourself?" she asked, feeling her stomach churn at the thought of when he first done it.

"Cause I don't care what pain or suffering either of us endure, or how fucked up she believes herself to be... I don't care... As long as I have that woman by my side to nurture my own mind. To nurture both our bodies with touch and a sense of feeling that can't be found anywhere ells. Someone I can see myseln spending the rest of my days wi. Tae keep her safe in times of hardship, as long as she hands ees the munitions tae dae so..." he explained, his voice getting softer as he spoke.

She slammed her fist down on the bunker the bang from it echoing around the room. He pulled his hands from her, sensing that he somehow hit a nerve. She turned her head to him, keeping her eyes from view. "I have never cared for anything more than I have for you... I need you... I need your tight embrace, your ability to nurture my mind, my emotions... my body. I want to feel you close, Komms! If you're the kind of wait until marriage kind of person, then I'll wait until that day. You just make me tremble... It's not something I want Komms... It's something I need, something I can't help but desire in my very being." she explained, her voice shaking with anger and passion.

She spun on her heels, raising her hands onto his chest, circling his heart with a finger. "Other than pillowing myself to you and hearing it beat, I feel it's the only way I can get close enough to it to get a real feeling of it." She looked up to him, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "I'm not a slut!... It just feels like the only way I could feel you in the closest manner of speaking. I yearn for your touch, the sensations I can only feel in that action. The intoxication of love that would over come me..." she whimpered.

He lowered his head. "I know as a man, that is meant to be the thing I strive for. The biological instinct I am meant to follow. I just feel like I can't bring myself to do it. It feel like it would be taking advantage of you. Having you in such a vulnerable state, that a lot of other men would jump at the chance to do. To break the chain of passion. I just can't right now. I don't feel ready to do it."

"If this is a matter of size Komms, I wouldn't care in the slightest..." she said trying to comfort him, thinking that might be the reason.

"It's no a matter eh size, lass. It's a matter eh ability and need. I Feel the need tae be at the same point of urge and the feeling of need as you. I don't feel the need to copulate tae show my love fur ye. I feel the need to protect ye tae show my love. I feel the need to keep you close and make sure you make it through everything. I deh ken when I'll reach the same point that you're at now. Maybe after we've got through training I might feel the same way. As if I've succeeded you in helping you through the harshness of a life that you didn't want to go through. Protection from the choices you've made in the name of love. That might be it. I'm no sure how tae say it any other way...".

" It irritates me as much as it makes me love you for saying that, Komms... The feeling on having to wait so long to feel so close to you. But I can't betray your needs as I would be in forcing it upon you further. We both have needs, sadly at the minute they're... not really compatible... needs that can't co-operate in a sense. I am willing to wait as long as it takes but just know that if... when whatever the fuck that other side of me is surfaces, I can't control what I might do. I just see red, I can't control my mouth, or any other part of my body. It paralyses me. I have to sit and watch as that voice at the back of my head takes over and tries to have it's own way... I love you Komms, no matter how often that side of me rises. Just know that I am in there and I'm doing my best to respect your needs as much my body would be doing to satisfy it's own..." she said as she lowered her head.

Yuri lifted her hand to his face, cradling it. Getting lost in his eyes as she looked up again, she felt safe. She reached up to him, standing on the tips of her toes. She pressed her lips against his, curling her arm around his head. She started to feel faint, her heart rate skyrocketed. She started to slide onto the floor as Komms felt her going limp. She lay there, half up his leg as he crouched next to her. Her head fell back from his. Pulling a small smile as her eyes drooped. Circling his heart with her finger again, he glanced down at his chest. She took his hand, pressing it to her chest. The beat of her heart echoing through his fingers. "This is how you make me feel... I can't get you out of my head most of the time. When I see you when I wake up, I just hope that we can lay like that forever. When you come home from where ever you're off to. I just want to run and jump on you. Feeling you close gives me a feeling of worth that I haven't felt anywhere ells.".

Komms ran his hand up her chest up to her neck, feeling her pulse just as strong there as he could on her chest.

"Can...Can I tell you a secrete?..." she asked, her eyes blinking slowly. Her lashes meshing together, then pinging back to attention. "You are the only reason I'm still here Komms... The day you walked into class... The mere fact of you sitting next to me, saved my life."

Komms pulled as smile as he gazed into her eyes.

"You don't have to la-" She cut him off, placing a finger to his lips.

"It might sound like a play on words... You sat next to me and by some miraculous chance, me spending time with you that day, stopped my being attacked in an ally or something... No, I was done with it Komms... I couldn't deal with it any more... I just felt so useless and alone... Any one who tried to help I pushed away, cause it hurt to have people care. To place their care and attention somewhere it was wasted. Having people waste their time trying to bring back a lost cause. When you sat down and talked to me, you didn't know about anything other than that I didn't socialise with people. That I kept to myself, so I decided to give it one last chance to see if I can do something other than push people away. I got so attached to people before you. Even though I spoke with them for mere days. Sometimes not even more than a few hours. Before being scared away, when my little smile came out. Thirsty for attention. I decided though. One last chance, if this doesn't work I'm going through with it. I was going to do it that day. If you had shown up a day later I would have been found hanging in one of the rooms. My face contorted as I tried to gasp for breath. You though... You sat next to me and made me reconsider, Being patient and showing some basic respect. I was even able to keep control over myself. Keeping it tucked away. Until my birthday. When you learned about my little... Habit and how I felt. Still, you stuck through it. You could have ended it right there. You didn't." She pulled his hand down to her chest again, her heart still beating like the engine of a truck with the pedal to the floor.

"I hope that makes you understand what you mean to me. You, literally are my everything now. The only reason I have to live..."

A tear formed in the corner of her eye and sledged down the side of her face as she pulled a smile, her lip starting to quiver. He slid his arm under her legs, lifting her into his arms. Her head fell against his chest, her eyes began to close and her heart calmed. Returning to a normal beat, the effort her body put into trying to give her a heart attack drained her. The adrenaline leaving her system.

Her eyes drooped even further as he lay her on the bed before she passed out. The emotion and physical work it took for her to stay awake the past few minutes would have killed any normal person but then again, she wasn't exactly a normal. Komms looked over her for a few seconds. The light of the fire illuminating the bed. He light a candle that sat on the table at the side of his room and he walked back through to the living room, closing the door quietly behind him.

He checked his watch. Quarter past twelve. It's been about a half hour maybe three quarters of an hour since his dad left. knowing that Yuri was taken care of, he got back to the mess from his Christmas shin-dig. He mopped the floor, scrubbed the walls and wiped the couch. He decided to take a seat for a minute, to admire over his fine work. Other than the bullet holes, he could take care of pretty much everything before his father got home.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, flipping his lighter open and sparking it to life. He took a draw from it, pulling the smoke deep into his lungs and firing out the cloud of smoke into the air. He placed it between his lips, standing to continue his work. He put away the dishes that had been left try dry, scrubbing the rest and placing them away in their respected cupboards and shelves. The cigarette had long when out, sitting dormant between his drying lips.

Clearing the floor of of any remaining debris, he swept it onto a shovel, stepping outside and throwing it to the side of the bunker. He walked back to the doorway, grabbing a set of gloves from the cupboard next to it. He slipped them over his hands. Walking round the side of his home, he brushed the snow form the sled that sat there, dragging it round the front and piling the carcases of the locust onto it. Loading the bits and pieces in between the bodies so that they wouldn't fall off when they go to take them off for burning.

He turned to look at the doorway to the bunker. "Where in the bloody love eh fuck am I gonnea get a new door?!" He glanced around outside, he seen the pile of firewood that sat next to the bunker. That wouldn't do. He decided to think about that later. He strolled back into the bunker, making his way to his parents room. He stood there in dismay at the sight that lay before him.

The bed had been flipped and had crashed into the wall. A pile of paperwork strewn across the floor. Boots and shoes galore had been chucked everywhere. And a small wooden jewellery box smacked against the wall. He stepped over to the bed, leaning over and picked up the small wooden box, placing it on the bedside table. He picked up the paperwork, stacking it neatly into a pile and placing it to the side, matching the shoes and boots together, sitting them when he thought they originally came from. Placing the paperwork next to the gun-safe before pulling on the side of the bed that was up against the wall.

He tilted it back over to himself, wondering how the hell Yuri managed to flip it in the first place. He guessed that anyone could have, given the circumstances they were in at the time. The bed was made of hardwood, nailed together by his father after moving in. He grabbed the mattress, flipping it on top of the frame, pulling the covers back on top. Fluffing up the pillows and dropping them at the top. Checking the ground for any more mess. He walked back through the living room. Lighting his cigarette again and sitting down to finally relax. He picked up Yuri's pistol that sit on the table. Opening the cylinder and gazing at the round that sat there still.

His head lurched down to his shoulders as Yuri dropped her chest onto his head. Curling her arms down around his neck. They had gotten bigger over the past couple of years now. Almost at the point now where she could knock you out with them if she really felt like it.

"Dea ye mind? Those hings are fuckin lethal!" he joked

She giggled as she jumped over the couch. Slamming her backside into the couch, almost sending herself bouncing off and over the table. "What you doin? Hmm?" she quizzed, her tone sounding as if it'd drastically improved after her little nap.

"Just wonderin how in the bloody love eh fuck we managed tae make it through that wi one bullet and two shells left over? Like that were a stroke eh luck and a half, doll." he replied, pulling the cigarette from his lip.

She leant her head on his shoulder, slinging her hand up under his arm, holding it there with her fingers around his forearm. "Thanks for listening to me earlier, Komms... I'm sorry I didn't help as much cleaning the place..." she said, a small melancholic undertone clouding her voice.

He patted her on the head, running his hand down through her hair, handing the cigarette over to her. She placed her lips around it, taking a draw and blowing the smoke up into the air, placing it back in between his lips, letting him take another draw.

Komms 8 - 14

January 10th 2264 Jacinto Military Checkpoint

Komms and Yuri trundled through the snow. Each step feeling tougher than the last. They couldn't even see five feet ahead of them. "Why in the fuck did they schedule a fuckin departure fur Grother in a fuckin blizzard! If this is anything like the last truck ride we had tae an academy, I'm no gonnea be fuckin happy." he blurted, feeling the snow hit his teeth, sending a freezing sensation through his jaw.

Yuri just trundled along, checking her gun. The pitch black and the blizzard being the least of her concerns. Through the snow and darkness a group of glowing light made their way towards them making her take a sharp inhale through her nose as she stopped, grabbing Komms by the arm and pulling her pistol. She lined up her shot the best she could. Pulling the trigger the shot rang out through the air.

"Hold fire! Hold fire!" Yuri's face dropped, dropping her pistol on the ground and threw her hands to her face in shock. The beam of a flash light broke the darkness. Three figures began to emerge through the snow towards them. When they got closer He noticed their weapons pointing at them. He wrapped his arm around Yuri and yelled out to them. "Friendlies! Miss fire! Miss fire!"

The three figures lowered their weapons. "What the fuck was that all about then, huh?" the lead soldier barked.

Yuri lowered her hands from her face slightly, letting out a whimper before saying "I..I'm so sorry! All I seen were the lights and I thought you were a group of those... things again... I...I didn't hurt anyone?...Did I?" she whimpered.

The leading figure dropped his head "It's okay, no ones hurt. We really need to educate people on the colour system." he sighed, shaking his head for a moment as he said so. "What are you two doing out here anyway, It's five in the morning, It's pitch black and we're in the middle of a blizzard?" the soldier quizzed.

Komms leaned down and picked up the pistol that Yuri had dropped. Checking it over and saying "We're going for the pick up at the checkpoint. Today's the day we're getting shipped off to training.".

"Well that at least makes sense." He turned to the member at the rear of the group. "Corporal! Take these two to the checkpoint, grab someone ells while your there and catch up. As much as I hate to admit it, those things have been coming up more and more frequently, and keep a light on, I don't fancy having you get shot cause someone thinks you're a fucking locust!" he called.

The soldier at the back grunted, turning around and starting to walk away, he stopped after a few feet, turning to them and in a half yell "Well!? come on then! I haven't got all fucking morning!"

The two of them ran around the soldiers in front of them, catching up with the third that had started walking again. "Any idea how long it'll take tae get there, lad?"

The Corporal kept his head forward "About twenty minutes" He grunted at them.

"What are you daein headed oot that way, anyway?" Komms asked.

"Listen kid, I'm just here to take you to the checkpoint. So I'm just doing that. You want idle conversation, talk with little miss trigger finger over there!" he grumbled, his voice laden with a shiver and sleep deprivation.

Komms raised a brow to him. "Who shit in your kettle?" He mumbled under his breath.

The soldier stopped in his tracks, turning round and glaring Komms in the the eye.

"You want to know what's wrong? I've been ripped out my nice warm bunk at four oclock in the fucking morning! Getting my armour on and walking through the armoury I was fucking sweating and now my balls are frozen to my fucking thigh! We've been walking for forty-five fucking minutes and some jumped up little cunt with a .38 decides to bounce a round of my fucking helmet!" He raises his hand, pointing to the small dent that's on his helmet. "And guess what?! Guess who has to fill in the forms with the armourer to get that fixed and have it deducted from his fucking wages!. Me that's fucking who! And another thing! Out of all the classes from the local school, only five people signed up for combat roles, or just to carry a gun at all! And you don't look like the soldiering type, so now I've been shot by what I assume to be some fucking bimbo that's going to be the Bike nurse at a field hospital and a fucking chef who's deciding to lecture me on why I should and shouldn't be pissed off! first thing in the morning in the middle of a fucking blizzard when I'm needing a piss!"

He turns to Yuri "in fact doll, you want to ditch this coward and come feel the warm touch of an actual man? We can go to the barracks and say you got lost in the storm when you didn't show up to the pick up? While this fucking pathetic piece of shit can fucking-"

The Corporals sentence was cut off when Yuri thrust her boot into the soldiers crotch, sending him careening to his knees.

"W..W..What the fuck was that!?" he cried as he rolled on his side, clutching his groin-al region.

Yuri stood over the man, glaring down at him in rage. "Bimbo, huh? A bike, huh? You aughta watch what you say to a woman! And by the way, you're actual in the company of two of the five that actually signed up for infantry! So what's your story? Signed up to be a driver? And when they found out you lacked the hand eye co-ordination to turn a fucking steering wheel?! You could however pull a trigger, so they put you in as a grunt!? You couldn't get yourself any action back in school, so now you pray on 16 year old high school girls and try to play the big soldier man, cause they haven't seen how small your dick is!? or they haven't heard the story of how you literally wet yourself every time the bullets start to fly!?" She snarled at the man.

Komms looked at her in surprise, He began to think that she might be a little pissed off. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by Yuri who began again."So you know what you can do!? You can fuck, right off and run back after your little bum buddies who left you behind. Remember and put your lipstick on before you start sucking them off, just so they get a little memento of the occasion!" she barked again.

She stepped up over, dragging Komms by the arm as she started marching towards the checkpoint before stopping and calling after the soldier. He rolled over in the snow and glared at her, shacking from the cold and the trauma that overcame his family jewels. She unzipped her jacket and grabbed her chest, massaging it sensually. "Too bad you'll never know what it's like to play with a set this large! Happily for him!" she nodded her head towards Komms. "He gets a free pass to play with them whenever he sees fit!" she yelled before zipping up her jacket again and grabbing Komms by the arm and stormed off towards the checkpoint.

They walked a good forty or fifty feet before Yuri lurched to a halt. Bringing her hands to her chest and clasping one over the other, she began to look around in panic of what she just done. "W..w. w. what just happened?..." she blurted, then looking round at Komms with a look of complete shock and confusion.

He placed a hand on her shoulder, sliding his other arm around her, pulling her into a hug. Grasping her tight. "I think you just proved him wrong." he said as he let her go, continuing to walk on again. Yuri stood for a second, still in shock of her actions. Looking into the snow on the ground before rushing to catch up with Komms. They walked in silence for five or ten minutes before Komms nudged her in the side. "Here, You serious about that last part?" Yuri put her hand to her mouth, Looking to the side, before turning back with a cheeky smile, looking at him from under her hair. Letting out a little giggle into her palm.

They kept walking towards the checkpoint, soon the lights of the base and the exit onto the Highway was in sight. Looking down at his watch, it was half past five. "We've still got a half hour then, lass. What say we find oorselves a wee spot free eh the wind fur a bit?" he suggested as he looked round at her.

Yuri, looking towards the checkpoint, gave a nod. She was shivering that badly at this point. It must be at least minus 9 or 10 right now. He stuck an arm around her, hoping to offer a bit of heat to her but it was obvious that it didn't help anything but if anything make her feel a bit happier. They marched up to the checkpoint guard house, where a soldier in a giant fur coat stood guard.

"You here for the pick up to Grother?" She asked.

They both nodded in agreement. Shivering to much to even speak at this point. She lifted the barrier and pointed to a bunker at the right side of the road. "The convoy has been delayed until the storm calms a bit. You can take a rest in there for the time being. Someone will be there to find you when it's time to leave." she said, sounding rather snug and warm in her winter clothes.

They thanked the guard and made their way into the bunker. Inside they found some tables, chairs, a few couches with a roaring fire place. There were a few guards sat sleep on some couches in the corner. They decided to take a seat at the couch closest to the fire, they sat there shivering for a few minutes before Yuri unzipped her jacket again and sat at the tip of her seat, getting as close the the fire as possible. Komms glanced at her chest, sticking out of her jacket as she absorbed the warmth of the fire.

"From what you said earlier. There's not many people that can say they get tae cop a feel eh a set that size these days."

Yuri snapped her head round towards him in shock, before her head sank into her shoulders. Raising a semi-clenched hand to her mouth, she pulled a seductive smile. Holding her jacket open with her other hand as she blushed while she leaned in towards him, sticking her chest out further. Poking her head up towards him, the look in her eyes said telling him that he knew he wanted to.

He leaned in towards her, planting a little peck on her neck as he ran a hand along her leg and up her side. It hovered along towards her chest until he cupped his hand over her breast. She may have had her uniform and a bra on but he still couldn't believe how soft it was. He massaged it for a little bit, before noticing a small solid object on her breast, it felt a bit like metal. He squeezed his fingers around it, giving it a little twist to which Yuri let out a small moan. Clasping a hand over her mouth to silence herself. She spun her head round, looking to see if any of the guards had noticed. Her expression calmed when she realised they were all still fast asleep. She began to run a hand along the inside of his thigh making Komms jump a little when he noticed.

Yuri snatched her hand back. Pulling an embarrassed face before she dropped her head. "I.I'm sorry... I forgot what you said about... you know, waiting... That's a bit different to just letting you feel these..." she mumbled.

He hugged her tight against his chest, "Deh worry about it lass. I hink we were getting a little carried away anyway." he whispered. "Not going to disagree with you there." she agreed.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, soaking up the heat from the fire as they stuck their feet out close to it, warming up enough at this point where they weren't shivering any more. Yuri pulled a small metal tin from her jacket, opening it up and handing a cigarette to Komms, before placing one between her own lips and striking a match. She lit the end of her fag and held the flame over to him. He held the tip of the fag over the flame for a second, until it burst into smoke. She shook the flame from the match and placed the tin back in her pocket.

She leaned into him, relaxing for a bit. "Ye ken? Ye never telt ees ye had them pierced?" he said, blowing smoke between them and the fire. She pulled a little smile "Oh, that was just a little experiment I done before I met you." she replied, sliding a hand up her chest and pinching at the small metal bars a little. "Well, that does sound like your kind eh style." he joked.

Yuri opened her bag and pulled a small leather bound book from it laying on her back up onto Komms' side, still puffing away on her fag. She opened the book and making sure Komms' could see it, they began reading, making it about fifteen or so pages through, when the door to the bunker opened and a small group of recruits from their school walked in. They all looked around, trying to find a good seat next to the fire. Dragging a couch across from one of the tables further over. The two of them continued on. Making their way through the twisted tale that encapsulated them.