I open my eyes to hear gunshots and explosions, Jack grabs my shoulder
"Get up off your arse! We're pinned down!" He shouts in my face
I'm stunned and confused as to where I am, I grab my L85A2 the standard Issue rifle of the British Army, I start laying rounds down to where rounds are fired at us, the small 1 floor 3 room cottage we took cover in was crumbling around us. The unknown enemy was demolishing it walls collapsed and windows smashed. Soon a large whistling sound is heard and boom. I'm sent flying back, a mortar round had hit the wall in front of me, Jack, Russell and Barry. Where I had landed Jacks dismembered body lay, Russell was impaled by a fence post and Barry was… Well mush, myself was full of shrapnel and my ears ringing. I looked at my tan uniform it was shredded and blood pouring out of me. I see a man in a white mask walk over to me pistol in hand, I panic I start to struggle my breath hard, fast and out of control. I see my pistol and make a desperate grab for it to save my life but I was too late, the P226 pistol was kicked away by a boot which next stomped on my injured hand making me yell in pain, I look up to a pistol barrel. Everything goes quiet except my breath and the bang that came next…
"Wake up! Matty! Oi wake up!"
I shoot awake, I breathe heavily and I shake my head trying to see where I am. I see Mark standing there with his hands on my shoulders, behind him was my room
"Bloody hell mate, you alright? You were shaking like you were having a seizure or something freaked the hell out of me!" He said with his Iconic gas mask on his face, genuine relief heard in his voice
"Aye… yeah...I'm okay. Just another nightmare and PTSD bullshite." I reassure him hesitantly still trying to recalibrate to wake up mode
"Mate if I were you I'd see Gustave, get that PTSD sorted out. It's been fucking you over lately." He tells me, backing off slightly but doesn't break eye contact
"It's fine.. Honestly if it gets worse I will see Gustave. Alright?" I say making sure he's get my point at this stage I was calibrated and asleep
"That's fine by me. But if you don't see him I'll make you or if it's not me Baker will be up your arse. Anyway get up, better get some grub before Julian nicks it all." Mike says moving to the door
I give a nod and a little salute, he walks out leaving me to slump back onto my bed.
"Fucking PTSD." I curse at my annoying and irritating condition, getting onto my feet
I stretch my arms, crossing my left arm over my chest to my right side using my other arm to fully stretch next doing the same on the other side. I go over to the bathroom in my room to take to the toilet, as I did my business I looked in the mirror and I looked like shit, bags under my eyes, my beard starting to really become present compared to 3 days ago where it was a stubble. After finishing up and getting ready, I head down to the cafeteria and grabbed some food. I sat next to Mark and Seamus
"Fuckin' Hell Mat, you look like shit." Seamus looks at and he was almost blown off his chair at the Ghastly sight of my state
"Tell me something I don't know." I say eating away at my food, rubbing my eyes
"I'm telling you Matty if I don't see an improvement next week I'm knocking you out and personally bringing you to Gustave." Mark tells me once again, I chuckle and shake my head in response finishing up the food
"Whatever, I'm off to the gym." I get up but a hand grabs my shoulder
"No you're not, you're coming with me." An American female voice says
"Done banging Monika Meghan?" Seamus jokes eating his food still
"Shut up Steroids, Alright Matt time for a little test. Bring that crazy ass Gadget with you too. Meet me at the training area." She makes her way to the training area while flipping off Seamus who looks at her sternly
I simply shrug, I was fairly new to Rainbow and not to mention that my gadget breaks physics. I had gotten my gear and gadget walking to the Training are relatively quietly on the often word of who is good enough to go on the next op, when is the next op, plans for tomorrow etcetera.
I had arrived at the training area, a big room a couple of benches to the left, weapon lockers beside them. Meghan with Julian and Emmeline, they're gathered around each other. Emmeline looks over Meghan's shoulder
"Oh hello Matt, oh my… You look horrible. Haven't you slept?" She greets me her face looking in utter shock
"Unfortunately no, you'd be surprised how PTSD affects a person's sleep Emmeline." I looking around
"You should really see Gustave Matt." Meghan says looking at a wall, figuring something out
"You sound like Mark, Seamus and whoever I've saw today. Fine I'll go to Gustave after this but it isn't going to work." I says shaking my head, I set down the small long bag containing my gadget
"Matt, if you would place you gadget on the wall." Julian says holding a clipboard and a pen
I unzip the bag, grabbing to thin metal rod. I turn around to see the three had disappeared into a different room, I shrugged and split the already thin rod into even thinner rods with an extremely 1mm thick synthetic layer of fibre sticking the rods to the wall, after a few seconds a scan happens revealing 5 tangos.
"What now?" I ask knowing I'm being watched
"Now shoot the targets in the next room with your rifle." Julian says through a Black eye I presume
I grab my Rifle loading it, slapping the bolt shut. Aiming and shooting the 5 targets through the thin synthetic fibre. I flick my Rifle onto safety, Julian and Emmeline come up behind me
"Remarkable, Six will be pleased by your potential." Julian says walking off again
Emmeline looks at the fibre going to touch it
"Don't touch that." I say making her jump and smile Nervously
"O-oh.. I was wondering if there was bullets holes because it looks perfect." She defends her actions making me chuckle
"If Mark tells me you're one to get into detail, so listen in. This fibre is specially strewn by yours truly to allow bullet penetration and as I'm sure you can tell regenerative properties, using cotton, Jade and a newly found or should I say created material call Revern where its a combination of Polymer and copper and Bromine chemical, I combined all to make this special gadget, the Klv-1R15 and why my codename is Iris." I explained deeply as I put it away, she stared at me listening deeply.
"That's… That's amazing. I'd love to see it in action more." Emmeline says looking joyfull
"If I stay alive Emmeline, you will see this in action for many many things." I say smiling walking out
"Wait.." Emmeline says, making me stop and turn around "Call me Emma and… we should test with each others gadgets."
"Sure, just call or come get me when you want to test things." I smile brightly once again at her walking off.
First name: Matthew
Surname: Hemoic
Codename: Iris
Age: 22
Place of Birth: [Redacted]
Gender: M
Military: S.A.S
Bio:
Matthew Hemoic was a middle classed boy born in [REDACTED] during his childhood he always seemed to join many things with great care, precision and amazing quality. During his high school years at the age of fifteen and was given access to the Solvering Iron where his Technology and Design Teacher took special notice of his care and precision. Soon after in his room and gathering a lot of money from 3 years of Christmas' and Birthdays also being inspired by his Technology and Design teacher he created the now material Revern named by him personally. After a special occasion where he presented the material at a science presentation to a massive crowd of 5,000 people (At this time Matthew had created the Kvl-1R15 but had not named). He presented its properties of Revern even using a live weapon to show its use for military purposes. After this he was recruited into the military and soon into S.A.S. After multiple successful operations due to Matthews Kvl-1R15, his inclusion in teamwork within his squads and Many references from Mike "Thatcher" Baker he was recruited into Rainbow.
Psychological notes:
Matthew is a strong willed, kind, caring and loving person, however is very unstable. After Operation King Jackal, Matthew lost his close friends to Mortar bombings from the White Mask organisation, he was saved by Mike "Thatcher" Baker. Mike did note he was conscious and saw his friends gruesome deaths right before his eyes. Matthew suffers from an Extreme case of PTSD which makes his brain go into an overdrive state when sleeping making him remember the events of his friends deaths and during combat, he goes into an almost berserk state gruesomely ripping apart fighting foes and torture surrendering Foes even ignoring the squad leaders to get to foes regardless of his own health. With help of Gustave "Doc" Kateb Matthew becomes more and more stable every day however tests suggest that Matthews brain will not forget this experience and the "Berserk"state will be with him forever and therefore his sleep will be reduced to a worrying level.
Notes:
Matthew is one of the harder workers in Rainbow but suffers from stress, however his work is being stolen by his Squad mates.
Weapons:
IWI Tavor
An Israeli bullpup Assault rifle chambered in the 5.56x45mm NATO round, using a long stroke piston system like the M1 Garand and AK-47 and designed to provide maximum Reliability, durability and simplicity of design
Attachments
Red Dot, Reflex, Holographic and ACOG scope
Compensator, Flash hider, Muzzle break and Suppressor
Vertical Grip
Armsel Striker
A South African 12 gauge Shotgun designed for Riot control. It includes a 12 round revolving cylinder
Attachments:
Red dot, Reflex and Holographic
Suppressor
Vertical grip
Secondary:
Glock 17
An Austrian semi automatic pistol common around the world. It also includes a 17 Pistol box magazine.
Gadget:
Kvl-1R15
A special made gadget that's stretched and deployed onto soft walls. Sensors find targets within the room and the operator that isn't in the can shoot through the Revern killing the targets desired. The Revern regenerative properties means it has unlimited use.
3 years later
Hot, smoking bullet casings drop to the ground after a volley of bullets were fired
"As of today, the White Mask Corporation has ordered the surrender of major superpowers of the world once again." A news man reports clearly in distress
An empty magazine drops to the floor bouncing, the sound of a magazine loading into an assault rifle is heard and a body drops to the floor with a white mask smashing onto the floor
"If the surrender isn't submitted by… Next week the… The killings will continue. E-excuse me." The news program cuts off short
Heavy breathing and footsteps accompany the now bloodied room, white mask bodies on the floor, on top of shields, wooden pallets and even banging each other. But one remained, slumped down on a wall holding his leg which has been shot. As his shooter approaches him, the Skull balaclava wearing a Ballistic Helmet ATC HHV, MAR CIRAS vest, Combat pants and Tactical boots all in Typhoon camo. The White masked terrorist struggles away, the operator in question grabs his, slowly pulling him back towards him. The terrorist shouts pain as a knife enter his bullet wound.
The operator rips the knife out in the most painful way possible "Where are the next attacks happening?" the deep voiced man points his bloodied knife at the terrorist
"Uh… Uh.. You-you're too late! Th-they're already attacking… L-london as we speak! You fu-" The knife slices through the throat of the terrorist, he gurgles blood as he tries to breathe
The door behind the operator gets kicked down, he turns aiming his weapon to see who it is,
"Matthew! What the hell are doing?!" Baker shouts at me, lowering his weapon and getting into my face and grabbing me by the collar
"Getting Intel I guess, sorry I had a moment when Eliza was shot." I defend myself after realising what I had done
Baker lets go of me "I thought you had it under control?" he loosens up
"Me too but apparently I don't, anyway these fuckers are attacking London." I inform Baker checking my ammo
"HQ you gettin' this?" Baker says into his radio
"Solid info Jester 2, we're dispatching another squad. Your orders are to get back to base ASAP and immediately report to debrief." HQ replies, Baker looks up to me breathing a deep sigh
I smile at him trying to look innocent, following him out of the room and building, there an AH-6 little bird is waiting. I get on the side with Baker, Craig and Siu on the other side.
The Little bird takes off "HQ this is lightning 2-3 we're returning to base. 3 klicks out."
I zone out not hearing the response, I start thinking… Not entirely what but I just… Wondered about anything. My weapons, my mental state, my PTSD everything. After a few minutes I finally set my mind on something positive, Emma is giving everyone some new tech. Wrist pads, she's been working hard all week on them with me to help her, we got them done in good time. A little shake of turbulence takes me out of my thoughts, I look at Baker slightly startled. His body posture looking very suspicious which puts me off
"Baker, whatcha thinking?" I asked, trying to get to the bottom of this
"I hate flying like this, that's all." He says, I decided to trust it
"I don't blame you, sorry for going like that again." I apologise, I've always hated going like I do, it makes me look like I'm an animal that's uncontrolled
"Ay, it's fine. It's helped us more than actually hurt if anything so pat yourself on the back because you've improved a lot over the years. I guess we all have Gustave to thank." He compliments me, I feel happier now and more confident
"Emma has helped me more than Gustave, Baker. I'm not saying Gustave didn't help me, of course he did but don't exclude Emma she deserves the same amount of credit." I correct him
"Fine by me, Mark saved you some food by the way so eat when you get back, you can skip Debrief." He informs me, I physically feel my mouth water
"10-4, I'm fucking starving." I say imaging the food, the imaginary smell filling my nostrils
He Chuckles before going silent for the rest of the ride, leaving me to delve into my thoughts once again.
The blades of the AH-6 split the clouds revealing the HQ in the countryside of Russia, the large flood lights shine down on the outside of the base, large guard towers on the 5 corners of the 12 foot tall concrete reinforced fence. The AH-6 slowly sets down allowing me, Baker and Craig off. Baker pats my back as we enter the two metal doors into the warmth of the HQ, I turn to my right and walk down stairs to the basement floor. I drop off my weapons unloading the bullets counting them.
After putting away them away I stretch letting out a moan of relief. I take off my carrier and helmet leaving me in my balaclava, Fleece jacket, combat pants and Tactical boots. Walking up the stairs I take notice of how quiet the base is apart from the loud fucking Construction that seems to really piss me off because I can't sleep, I got really unlucky in that sense. Ignoring the loud banging, drilling and cutting I walk up to the second floor and to the left of this massive building.
It's cut into 3 floors the first floor holding the the restrooms, mess hall, gym and medical wing. The second floor is the barracks for all the operators, each CTU has their rooms right beside each other which also have very thick walls for purposes and in the middle is the lounge where couches are positioned, TVs are on the wall and some Game consoles requested by Mark and most of the Americans, lastly a kitchen in the corner next to the GIGN CTUs rooms. Finally is the third floor and the brain of Rainbow it holds the War room, the staff room, the Intel room, the briefing room and Six's office but that isn't important, what is important is my room. Well at least it's important to me.
I get to the second floor hallway taking off my balaclava and spot Jack and Miles playing the Xbox, Mark watching the TV before turning to spot me
"Hey Matty! There's food in the microwave." He shouts still watching them play
"Cheers Mark." I say walk to the microwave, pressing the button to let it spin and heat up the Bacon and eggs
From the past, I know Jack is one to be competitive especially in games, like me. So I quickly grab the plate of Bacon and eggs, a fork and hastily make my way to my room, opening the door I see Emmeline fiddling with something in a Blue shirt and tights. Being the Asshole I am, I set down the plate quietly with the help of my balaclava and tip toe my way towards her, I wrap my arm around her putting her into a choke hold. She pushes a button and all of a sudden I feel electricity rush through me making me shake uncontrollably and let go of her, I fall onto the bed as the shocking stops
"Sorry Matthew, you know I don't like getting into situations I'm on the back foot." She says giggling looking over her shoulder at me
"That's…Why I did it." I smile, breathing heavily
"Well you'll think twice next time." She lays next to me "I'm being forced out of my room, the AC is broken and it's becoming extremely cold. So, I'm sleeping with you now."
I raise my eyebrow "With me? Not Julian I thought you two fucked the other night."
She punches my arm and grabs my hand threatening to press that same button that Shocks me "Matthew, you know that was fake."
"Yeah sure, you certainly seemed tired aft-" I'm cut off by electricity running through me again, it stops after a few seconds
"Sorry what was that?" She looks at me with a smirk.
"Yes, I know it was a joke." I laugh as I regain my breath again
"You still don't believe me do you?" She questions, not looking satisfied by my answer
I shake my head in response "No not really." I prepare myself for another shock
"Maybe this is enough proof for you." She grabs my face planting her lips against mine, breaking apart quickly
I look stunned before blinking to process what happened "How long have you been planning that?"
"I didn't, but the feeling has been stuck in me long enough that I felt it was time I showed you how I truly felt." her face was a bright red
"I'm guessing my previously unstable nature halted it too? Well I guess you chose a good time to get started."
"It was perfect timing, shame I won't be able to work on my drones but I'm happy enough to have you for occupation, maybe I won't go back into my room depending on how I sleep tonight, who knows?" She shrugs looking up at the ceiling
I copy her actions, but I sigh "I'd prefer if you stuck here, I'm gonna need you again Emma." My face cringes but I know it's for my health which she's clearly cares about and if that kiss was real she'll care more than ever
"What's wrong?" Her tone turning from a happy, joyful tone to a worried one, her head tilts towards me
"I don't want you to get too worried but I did it again, today. When Eliza was shot I just…Snapped." I try my best to make sound like a big to deal to myself, I'm pretty sure I failed
"Oh Matthew, I'm not worried. We'll fix it temporarily again, like we did a year ago. You're a strong man, do I need to ramble again?" The specialist says in great confidence, she doesn't sound phased to the slightest allowing me to breathe easier
"I prefer if you saved your energy." I respond, my chest felt loose all of a sudden
"I thought so, here's an idea how about you take a Well deserved sleep and I'll inform Gustave about this but note we will not take immediate action on it. Wait until your next op and if it happens again, we'll work on it." She says with a smile, taking off my fleece and boots leaving me in a black shirt and tac. Pants. "Also here's your food." she sets the plate on the desk next to the bed where my laptop is. She smiles warmly at me before closing the door behind her when she exits
I get up and pull out the chair at the desk, before I started eating I opened the laptop as someone was video calling me, my sister. I answered it
"Hey sis, it's good to see you!" I greet with the best smile I can do
"Hey Bro, it's good to see you too! How's things at work?" She asked, her body posture seemed perfect
"Everything is great! What about you? Mum and dad too how are they?" I asked curious about my parents, they both were fine 2 months ago I doubt anything has changed but there's no harm in asking, I take a bit of egg and bacon and eat it
"They're fine but me?" She stands up showing a bloated belly
I nearly choke on my bacon out of shock and surprise, she laughs "Sis, Sal you're kidding me? You're going to be a mother!? And I'm gonna be an uncle?! Congrats! How old?" I ask still a little in shock
"7 Months, little Alex." She says rubbing her belly
"Wow. This was a big shock again congratulations. It's a boy correct? Please tell me it's a boy." I ask with slight desperation, my family was dominated by girls, I was the only boy next to my father, uncle and Grandad.
"Yep, it's a boy and he's sucking the energy out of me."She Giggles, looking tired
"Then get some sleep like I am, honestly once again it's a amazing congratulations again." I say with a bright warm smile
"Thank you Matt I just wanted to show you him, goodnight and love you. Stay safe for me, mum and Dad." She tells me
"I will, love you." I close the laptop, putting my hands over my face. I get into bed leaving the empty plate on the desk, I take off my tac. Pants. For shorts, get into bed pulling the blanket over me and close my eyes with a massive grin on my face