a/n: I've also posted this on AO3, but I'm still contemplating on whether to continue it here or there. IDK, let's just see what happens.
At around 01:00, three North Korean Special Forces crossed the US Borderline. They raided the guard post 301 and took two of soldiers into captive. They are currently on the strike.
"On the strike?" asks the president who is sitting among other soldiers and generals. "Did they send three men over to start a war or something?"
"It's a provocation for the sake of provoking." answers the Lieutenant General Bellamy Blake who's at the opposite table, "The first one to shoot within the borderline will be the one accused of being aggressive." he clasps both of his hands and looks at the president. "North Korea hopes to provoke us into firing, so they can use it to negotiate a better deal in the upcoming summit."
"What should we do then?" shaking his head, he looks at the other generals for an answer. "We can't just play in to their ploy, but then we cannot also ignore the fact that two of our own are being held hostage."
"We must send them back quietly." Lieutenant General Bellamy Blake stated, "I dispatched Special Forces, Team Alpha already."
On their fatigue comes Team Alpha silently securing the area. It is a windy night; there are no clouds and the grass are so tall it almost covers them. Almost. Holding their guns and rifles forward, they keep on moving until they are outside of what looked like a small barn. They've all finished setting up traps and are ready to go in.
They removed their helmets when one of the other soldier team, the one they took over, exclaims. "What the hell are you doing?"
"We're in the borderline, so it's best to talk it out." says a woman with a warpaint on her eyes, she smiles and looks at the tall, dark man standing next to her. She signals for them to move.
With both of their arms up, they slowly walks into the barns door.
"I'm the Captain in command! Are the soldier of the US unharmed?" shouts the woman.
The man inside the barn snickers, finding it funny into hearing a woman voice instead of a man. "Is this for real? Are they sending a girl to negotiate with us?" a fellow soldier laughs along with him.
"Let's put an end to this. We'll send you home." says the woman.
It is an order, avoid shooting if possible.
"I doubt they'll give up that easily." says the other soldier, "Let's move in."
The woman looks into this man and thinks, he's right.And nods.
She press her speaker in her left ear and says, "Big Boss Heda at command, we're going in."
Everyone on the team receives and positions themselves.
"Piccolo, I have visuals." says a man on the radio.
Holding a sniper gun, he zooms and take a look at the surroundings.
"Explosives are in place, Harry Potter's on standby." says another man.
"Explosives?" asks the soldier from another team, "What about those two?"
He gives him a stern look and sighs.
"It's the last resort, in case the talks fail." says the soldier.
The door opens with a riffle pointing at the two soldiers.
"We're giving you a way out, it'll get complicated when the dawn breaks." says the woman soldier.
The two of them move with precautions inside the barn with their hands still up. The soldiers were unharmed and they immediately notice this man standing just a few feet from them who's looking sternly. The soldiers shares a look.
"We can't just live." says the Korean soldier. He take out his gun and gives it to one of his men and withdraws a knife pointing at her. "I need to kill a few of you, Special Forces as a warrior."
Another Korean soldier pulls out a knife and point at the other.
What a drag.He thought, Big Boss Heda is good with knives.
She pulls a knife while cracking her neck, "Okay, then. Let's fight"
Soldiers to soldiers they were both pretty good with knives, one that surprises her comrade. They're both outside of the barn and he'd slashed her lower right abdomen but her knife is already at his throat. Panting and not breaking the contact, the Korean guy smirks. "I don't think you can kill me. People in your country are conscious of the eyes of the others. So you can't shoot first. But we are different." near her ear, a clicking of a gun is heard.
"You never really knew us. We are always ready to shoot first for keeping the peace." says the woman. A laser can be seen in the Korean's head who is pointing the gun to her. "I don't want you to make another mistake."
"I came here as a warrior, I should go back in the same way. Put it down." says the Korean soldier and the other man immediately put the gun down. "I was glad to see you, Captain Alexandria Woods."
It is a mutual understanding. It is a fight both of them would lose if they are to continue, the Korean Soldier knows this. He is indeed in the enemies territory.
"I know you were. But I don't want to see you every year, Senior Lieutenant Monty Green." says the woman as she watches the man withdraws his knife.
She throw her knife afterwards and let the man go.
"Let's go." says the soldier as he slowly walks out of the barn followed by his two comrades.
With a big smile on her face, Lexa looks at her comrade who's still in shock that this all went as she plans. "You okay there, Sergeant Major Lincoln?" he just smiles and taps her shoulder. She presses the speaker and speaks. "Big Boss Heda at command, team Alpha it is all done."
Another war, avoided.
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Present Day
They are at some arcade shooting and miserably failing to hit their targets. It's been two minutes since Lexa spotted this shooting booth and thought about showing off their skills. It already backfired because number one, it's not a real gun and number two, there's no one watching except that creepy old man standing to confirmed if they hit the targets to win the prizes.
"This sucks!" says Lincoln who's checking the toy gun. "The gun barrel isn't straight."
He keeps on shooting and adjusting the gun but it is a loose case, there's no way they would win this stupid game anyway.
"I can't adjust the clip and zeroing." says Lexa who agreed and keeps pulling the clip. "This is useless."
The old man saw what they're doing and is irritated. "Do you want to play another round?"
They both momentarily stop and look at the man. Lexa then continues to adjust the clipping.
"Excuse me, can't you adjust the clip?" says the woman as she continues to adjust the toy.
"Oh, no!" says the old man. He takes the toy gun away from Lexa's hand. "You can't play around with a gun!"
Lexa pouts, she wants to play some more. A loud shriek is heard followed by woman's voice.
"Stop! Thief! " it's already making a ruckus and they can't just stand there and not do a thing. "He's a thief!" they both sees a man in a motor.
Lincoln takes the gun from the older guy's hands and trusts it to Lexa who is currently stunned at a moment. She sighs because what else would she do?
"He's coming this way." he says and positions himself in the middle of the road. Lexa follows and aligns with him.
"I know, Lincoln." she keeps on moving the clip to see if she can adjust it now. Still can not. Of course. "We are off duty now."
"This toy gun has a short effective range. It would be around 5 meters." he says, while looking at the man in motor approaching them.
"He is about 10 meters away." she remarks. She's involved now.
They both point the toy guns forward while still calculating the speed of his movement.
"7m" she says.
"5m"
They shoot at the same time and surprisingly it only took 10 pellets for the thief fall off the motorcycle.
"Now you've definitely got everyone's attention." Lincoln says, earning a smirk form Lexa who looks so proud of herself.
Lincoln calls an ambulance because it sure is a hard fall. The man who owns the motorcycle ran away saying that he doesn't want to take responsibility for the accident even if it does in fact involved his motorcycle. Meanwhile, Lexa takes it to herself to do some first aid to the thief.
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Sitting on a coffee shop, Lincoln sighs and looks at the distant while sipping his tea.
"Your girlfriend is pretty." says Lexa, pointing at a bunny stuffed toy sitting beside Lincoln. This actually stopped his train of thoughts. He looks at Lexa and pats the stuffed toy.
"I think she is my ideal type. Your girlfriend looks good, too." he says, taking a look at a stuffed toy sitting on a chair beside her.
She sigh, it is a brown monkey. "Hey, he is my comrade!" says Lexa. "I mean, why on earth did you take them?"
"He practically beg for us to have them and never come back. What could I do?" says he, and she finds it annoying. At the present moment, anyone who would walk pass by would think that they are a couple out on a date.
They're not.
"How can you go to war when you are so weak-hearted?" she says and looks at the stuffed toy. "I could never understand him."
He laughs a little and starts to think about the thief earlier.
"Do you think he will be okay?" he asked out suddenly.
"He's a strong build. He'll be okay." she says, reassuring him.
He is indeed has a strong build. If one would look, it will seem as if he is an athlete or something.
"I'm at his age when I did something." he looks at the distant and remembers. He's so different now, very different from when he was a boy around his age.
"It still weighs in your mind?" she asks.
She takes a bite at her donut and munch. It's delicious, she almost forgot how it tasted like, thanks to three years of vacation.
"I just feel bad for him." he says.
"What exactly did you do when you were young?" she takes her coffee and look at him. "Did you do bad things?"
"I made people do bad things." he smirks and eat some of her breadsticks.
"Look at that" she just shakes her head in disappointment and took out her phone that is ringing.
She looks at him seriously.
"Is that from the battalion?" he asks.
"Yes, it is." she smiles and put the phone in front of his face. "But it is not from our battalion."
Under a picture appears, Octavia Blake Calling.
"Don't answer that." Lincoln pleads. He is now a second away from grabbing her phone.
"I will. I will answer it and call her here." she points at the table and then at him. "Be a man. You should meet her and then you could break up with her. In person."
He shakes his head. There is no way that he will talk to her in person, not with their current situation. Not when he is avoiding him since he's back.
"I will buy you a dinner. Steak." he says.
She's playing him, and is winning. She can't help but smile. This little prick and his relationship is the only highlight of her life for a while now. "I get paid enough to buy my own meal."
She was about to press the green button when he grabbed her wrist.
"I will buy you a 17-year old whiskey." he negotiates.
She shrugs. It is not enough of a bargain.
"17-year old? It's a minor." she says.
He's still looking at her now with a defeated look. This is his last resort. This has to work.
"I will set you up on a blind date. My cousin works on a plane." he says.
She genuinely laughs, this guy is desperate. "Is she an Air Force?"
"She is a flight attendant and does have many friends." he's still serious and clearly, not letting go of her wrist.
"Why didn't you tell me about your cousin sooner?" she gives him her phone "Lemme have your phone."
He ends the call and starts searching his pocket for his phone. His eyes widened when he didn't find it where he put it earlier. He suddenly has this realization that the thief must have stolen it when he helped loading him into the ambulance.
"That prick! I will kill that son of -" he exclaims.
Lexa cuts him. "I thought you felt sorry for him?"
"Where did they take him?"
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