Chapter 1: Could He be?
Hello, hello! I'm back and better then ever! I have started to really get back into writing after getting pissed off enough and rereading some stories that gave me hard core nostalgia. So here it is, better then ever. Lots has changed. So enjoy?
P.O.V. Female Rifleman
We were about to be sent out on a suicide mission. I always wondered if I was ever going to be called into battle. I always wanted to go and fight, it's what I lived for! After what Blackguard had done to my life, my home, my family. But... but, not like this. This isn't how I imagined it. The island is completely secured, there is no weak points and we are too weak for this. The only way to win was to give up, just turn around and give up. How did the Commander not know he-no WE- were going to lose this?! Now that I think about it, no one's ever seen or heard the Commander. He/she is completely anonymous to us, and he/she is going to kill us without even looking us in the face.
The Commander never gave orders to us face to face, instead we receive them via messaging board or from an assistant. We all followed these orders with no complaint, without a second thought. It was odd but no one complained. In hindsight, this may have been our own undoing. With this I could swear that the Commander didn't know what they were doing. I've said it once and I'll say it again: trying to take down this island is a suicide mission.
P.O.V. Jeremiah
I'm finally home, free of the preying, cold, and judging eyes of the outside world. I ran upstairs to my room, not bothering to check if someone else was home, after all I already knew the answer. I practically lived alone with minimal exposure to family figures. Mother is either at work or the bar, getting wasted. Father is... well that's a good question. After today I really don't want to go back to school or anywhere… I mean it's not like anyone cared anyways. I really just want to disappear from this plain of existence. I was made a fool of in front of the whole school, in front of random strangers on the street, and dozens among dozens of on lookers. I hated it. I wanted to just it to end. But I had to remember when I finally turned 18, I could get out of this hell hole. I'm less than a year away. So close, yet so far.
I took out my phone, it's one of my only comforts in rough times, when I got it out, I found it in need of charging, even though I only turned it on once and that was for like, three minutes. I looked around in my room for my stray charger that I never moved but always lost. I let it be after I plugged it in and went down stairs to look for food. I'm starving, I always am. I ran down the stairs, which were covered in carpet like the rest of the house save a few rooms. Lucky it was or I would have slipped from how fast I stopped to look out the window. Man, it's pouring; I mean coming down like it never had before. I was amazed I never noticed it getting dark on the way home. How I didn't get caught in it. I shook it off and looked away from the window, continuing headed towards the kitchen.
As I passed a full-length mirror I glanced at my reflection, 5'5", 17 years old, grey jacket, and orange shorts, and some of the darkest bags under my dull green eyes. I live in a two-story house which used to be warm and used; full of life. Now it was cold and deafeningly quiet. It is useless now. I was alone so often, from a young age even, that I'm legitimately surprised that child services didn't take me away and put me in a "better home". Oh well, I made myself a simple sandwich, not wanting to do much of anything after today's events. I ran back upstairs to my phone. I turned it on and magically, it was up to 100%. I was glad that it was Friday and that I had Thanksgiving break next week making it a nine-day vacation from hell, in isolation.
I sat on the carpeted floor with my sandwich next to my phone. I picked it up and opened up one of the many apps on it and waited for it to load. When it finally popped up on my screen, I was greeted with the signature 'Super Cell' screen followed by the 'Boom Beach' loading screen. After it loaded, I checked on my troop stock and started to upgrade a tower. After that I opened the map and went immediately to one of the many islands I haven't beaten yet and started to think up a strategy to deploy my troops. I had practically just started playing but wasn't half bad at it. As I started to deploy my troops, a loud clap of thunder and crackle of lighting came from outside, and the thunder reverberated and shook my house. It gave me a start and I missed the spot where I wanted to deploy my troops, so I sighed and tapped the retreat button.
I paid it no mind to it, no worries. It must've been a sign to not attack the island yet… I mean it is pretty well fortified so I might as well hold off for a bit. I went back to my home island and decided to upgrade my troops up. From what I've seen on the internet and reviews, this game could get really tedious, but I wasn't worried. Because when I came up with a plan it usually worked, save the fact I needed to level up before challenging anymore islands, maybe it was a sign not to challenge it yet... I heard another crack of thunder come down sending my house into a blackout. I had just barely registered that the power went out, when I suddenly saw purple electricity jump across my charger cord. As soon as it touched my hand it sent me reeling in pain causing me to blackout as well.
P.O.V. Female Rifleman
I was relieved, not exactly thrilled, with the outcome of the whole thing. As the boat captain said we'd be there in about ten minutes, our nerves set in. Some visibly shaking others hiding their faces waiting for their pending doom. Some of the Heavies tried to get some of the more visibly shaken people in our platoon to lighten up by telling jokes, for what its worth, they weren't half bad either. Just then, just in the nick of time, as we were about to hit beach, we were given the retreat order. The men working the sniper towers where already shooting, the bullets ricocheting off the side of the ships. You could practically feel the palpable tension dissipate from the atmosphere, some people dropped to their knees, others sank in their seats. Even with the sounds of high caliber rounds embedding themselves in to the sides of our armored boats. We all knew it wouldn't have ended well if we kept going, but no one said anything. We stayed silent more so then when we where heading there.
It was one of the most fortunate things to happen, but unfortunately, right after we had finally gotten to our base island, right after getting back from the most stressful thing of my life, we were given an order to train. Our Commander must've known we weren't ready or they just really hated us, or both. I decided it was best to skip training and go into the forest, something I do whenever I just can't handle the stress or pressure at the time, and trust me I was feeling a load of stress. It didn't take long to reach the forest from the ports, seeing as the island we inhabited wasn't all that large and the fact we had barely even developed a fourth of the usable terrain.
I love to walk between the trees and feel the breeze… It would always calm me down almost as soon as I entered the forest. The whooping of the monkeys, the chirping of the birds and the creaks of the trees swaying in the breeze, it really was peaceful. As I walked further along my usually path maybe after 20 minutes or so, I noticed there wasn't any noise coming from the wild life, just the occasional breeze from the coast, which was odd. The monkeys never shut up and it was the middle of the summer, so the crickets should be at full blast, especially at how far in I was. I stopped looking at sun light streaming through the canopy and started to survey as I walked.
After a few more steps I saw something, well I smelt it first. Something I've never smelt before, not bad like the Heavies after working out, but different. After a few seconds of following my nose I saw it, it was laying on the ground, in the shadows slightly obstructed by a few bushes. It's laying in the shadows about ten yards in front of me. I moved closer to see what it was. I had a feeling I should call this in but for some reason I didn't do it. Instead, I continued closer, about six yards now. I can start to make out some details, it's a person with dirty blond hair. I keep moving in and I can hear my heart pounding, four yards. The person's breathing, which means they're alive, that's good… I think. Two yards. I didn't recognize the clothes it was wearing, they didn't look right, not Blackguard, not ally, or even a Native. I crouched down and poke the person in the back seeing as they wasn't facing me.
The person had a very broad back, the texture of the jacket felt very odd under the touch of my finger. It was very smooth but slightly bumpy. Not like our clothes, which helped keep the rain off of us. It look like something the natives but it isn't made out of just skin. The shorts on the other hand, I didn't dare touch it, but it looked smooth, almost like a plastic, it also had a ton of pockets, kind of confusing not going to lie. As I kept poking the person in the back, I saw their face, it was a guy, no older then myself.
When he didn't move, I rolled him over. I've never seen him around before, not around the island, not any of the Native Islanders, and not on any wanted posters. Cou-Could this be our Commander!? But he looks so young. I know every person on this island except for the Commander. Then again, the Commander has never left the HQ building, but still... He looks… weird… what are those clothes? They look foreign; a jacket (in summer), an orange pair of shorts with a long brown belt, and no shoes? What is wrong with this kid? Isn't he hot? I shake him a little.
"Wake up kid," I said. I don't know why I call him kid, he looks about my age. He shifts slightly, moving his arm. He reaches up and grabs my shoulder.
Welcome to the end of the first remade chapter. I worked on literally noting else but this. ALL. DAY. Lots has changed. I know, but I feel so much better with this out then the other garbage. Now if there is anything I might have messed up on, do tell! I would love to hear it all. So follow, favorite, review, and pass it around like an 80's hooker!