Light on the Battlefield

Chapter 1

"Hold up," I commanded, holding my fist in the air as a signal for my troops to stop. An unnerving silence had fallen over the dense and darkened forest. I could feel hidden eyes watching us as we bushwhacked our way through enemy territory.

"What is it general?" one of my men questioned, careful not to give away our position, if we hadn't already. Bright blue-green eyes scanned the trees nervously, looking for any signs of life.

Hm, that's odd. I could have sworn I saw something.

"Keep a sharp eye out," I instructed, cautiously making my way forward, "We may not be alone out here, so don't let your guards down." They nodded in confirmation and proceeded to follow me.

We had been sent down here to locate and destroy all of the enemy camps in the area. So far we had only found three, and were now following a lead we recieved in the last town we passed through.

Just as expected, a few steps in we were assaulted with a hail of bullets.

"It's an ambush!" I called over the gunfire, "Seek out and destroy all enemy troops! Move it!"

"Yes sir!" the men cried in unison, then all pulled out their weapons and opened fire on the invisible assailants.

Our attack drove the enemy out of the trees and they charged, guns blazing. The arms battle quickly turned into close quarters combat as guns were traded for swords and bayonets. I was all too willing to switch out my gun for my buster sword, and began slicing through the enemy as if they were warm butter. In no time at all, my men had the remaining enemy soldiers pinned down and pleading for mercy.

"Tie them up and take them with us," I commanded, sheathing my sword, "They might be able to help us." They did as they were told. I pulled out my gun and headed deeper into the woods. There may be others hiding or too wounded to move that we could take as well. It was a necessity that we complete our mission, and we would use whatever resources we had to making finding the bases easier.

"You want some backup?" My friend Angeal called.

"Nah, I got it!" I called back, "Just keep an eye on the prisoners for me while I'm gone." He grinned and nodded in response.

Angeal was my best friend, and had originally been higher up than me. He was my mentor my first few years in the army. The man was skilled, wise and most importantly honorable. I look up to him as if he were my father.

After a few minutes, I was about to give up when suddenly, a flash of movement caught my attention. I couldn't tell if it was human or animal, but I chased after it just to be safe. When I caught up with it, I found that it was, indeed, human. The darkness obscured his features, so it was difficult to tell if he was an enemy soldier or simply a terrified civilian, either way, I wanted to catch him. He was really fast, but that made the chase all the more interesting. Finally, he began to tire and started to slow.

Ah ha! Now's my chance!

I took the opportunity and tackled the man to the ground. Holding my handgun to his head, I straddled him and flipped him over onto his back so I could see his face. My eyes went wide and I pulled back slightly. He was beautiful! His sky blue eyes seemed to glow, and his light, golden hair sparkled in the moonlight. He glared at me and held up his hands in surrender.

Shaking off his beauty, I went back into military general mode. "Who are you?" I asked, repositioning the gun in my hand into a more threatening position, " Are you with or against the Germans?"

"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about," he responded in a low, monotone voice. Well the fact that he answered in perfect English and that he lacked an accent ruled out the possibility of him being anything other than American. He groaned, clearly annoyed, "Can you please get off of me. As much as I enjoy the view, I'd like to get back to what I was doing."

I could feel the blood rush to my face and I quickly rolled off of him. We both stood and the blonde brushed the dirt off his clothes, however, I couldn't just let him go.

"Hey! What are you doing?" He protested as I grabbed his arms and bound them together.

"I'm just gonna take you back to my camp and ask you a few questions," I grinned, "You can never be too careful." He tried desperately to wriggle free, but eventually gave up and followed me willingly. To tell you the truth, I was really glad to have an excuse to take him back. I wanted to find out more about him. He captivated me with his beauty, and the last thing I wanted to do was let him go so willingly.

Sup, to all you. The people of fanfiction, whom I'm assuming most of you are my loyal fans.

Please review, I love to hear from you.

That, and this one might be a little hard to write, so I'll need all the positive support or constructive criticism I can get.