"Watch out!" Jack yelled as his whole squad jumped away from the on coming
rocket.
" 5657 to 5765 we're out numbered!" Jerry, his fellow soldier boomed through his
Walky- Talky.
"How much?" Jack yelled, signaling his squadron of soldiers to follow him.
"Almost fifty percent according to 6989!" Jerry responded.
6989 was Milton Kruptnick's number or, code name. Every soldier had one, it was
the same number on Their dog-tags. Jack thought for a moment. Anybody who wanted to live must always listen to 6989's calculations because he is usually correct.
Fifty percent is a huge number and Jack was in charge of the lives of his soldiers. His objective- keep his soldiers alive and his enemy's weak. Only problem with that logic is every other chief officer in their army does too.
"Retreat." I commanded. "Back to the helicopters and don't get shot."
Jack reloaded his gun as he saw the enemy Approaching, shooting them dead before they could do the same to him.
Jack always felt bad when he killed a man, but this was war and that was just it. He watched a rocket fly towards a building. No. Not a building, the building. As in, the building his twin sister Taylor, was in. He watched the building Explode in horror.
"5766 respond!" He called to her, through the Walky- Talky.
" We got out!" she responded representing her whole squadron.
Jack let out a sigh of relief, his mom would have killed him if something happened to 'her baby girl.' - they were twins for goodness sake.
"Gosh brother, you forget how amazing I am." She joked.
"Really Tay?"
"You can't see me but I'm glaring." She yelled through the device. Jack chuckled.
That was his sister, the joker. The worse the situation, the more jokes she cracks.
" Head back. Over and out."
Some of Jack's soldiers shot the unsuspecting enemy's from behind a large
Boulder.
A war, the only kind of battle a third degree black belt can't win for a person.
We made it back to the helicopter in time to meet Jerry (5657)'s squad and Taylor
(5766)'s squad. Only problem was that her squad was there, and she wasn't.
"Where's Taylor!" Jerry yelled to him after trying to reach her through his
Walky- Talky.
"I told her to come!" Jack screamed concerned.
"She's over there!" Milton yelled pointing out the window because they were already airborne.
Two of the enemy soldiers were holding Taylor, forcing her arms behind her back and pulling her reddish brown hair as she struggled to get free.
Jack cursed under his breath.
"5766, I'm sending back up!" he yelled, about to go back into the battlefield.
Jerry was already reloading his gun.
"No, get out of here!" She yelled over the commands of the people holding her.
"No soldier left behind." Jerry responded.
"Listen to me!" She begged. They continued to load their weapons.
"Get out now! There is a bomb that is in the building under you guys now-ah!" Taylor yelled as they pulled her away. "It'll kill everybody. I'll be fine!"
"Taylor no!" Jerry begged starting towards the door of the ship, preparing himself for a low jump.
"Jerry!" She shrieked.
"Please listen to me! I couldn't live with myself of something happened to you! Ow!" she shrieked as one of the guys smacked her in the face and kicked her in the stomach so she would stop trying fight.
" You need to come home!" Jerry begged.
I remained quiet. That's my baby sister out there.
" I love you Jerry and I promised to marry you and I will. I love you too jack.
Disconnect me, they'll track you on the communicators! Disconnect! " She yelled bravely, though it was very obvious she was terrified, her voice cracked on the word, 'Disconnect.'
"I can't leave you Tay." Her brother whispered.
The only sound you could hear was her struggling.
" Get out of here or you'll all be dead. Come back for me!" She yelled back begging as they shoved her inside a black van, not forgetting to sash her head through the window first.
"Over and gone." Was the last thing she said as they slammed the door shut behind her bleeding body.
"No!" Jerry yelled about to ignore her wishes to leave her.
"No!" Milton yelled holding him back. "Your going to get yourself Killed!" He yelled.
"I don't care!" Jerry yelled trying desperately to escape from Milton's grasp.
"Taylor!" He yelled, tears streaming down his face as he watched her trying to fight through the small van window.
"Jack?" he asked unsure of what to do with the struggling Jerry.
'Disconnect.'
'Disconnect.'
'Disconnect.'
The word ran through head. He looked around at the others soldiers, with family and friends, waiting at home. He knew he had to listen.
At that moment, Jack had to make the hardest decision of his life.
"Leave her." he heard himself say.
"Huh?" Milton and Jerry asked confused.
"Leave her, and disconnect her talky." Jack replied numbly yet some what angrily.
Milton nodded and ran to do so.
"What the heck?!" Jerry yelled at him.
Who could blame him? That was his fiancé.
"We can't leave her!"
"Don't give me that!" Jack yelled back at him unaware of the other soldiers watching. "We have to! There's a bomb on that stinkin' building! Now everybody sit down!"
Everybody obeyed, except for Jerry.
"Do you know what they do to War prisoners?" Jerry continued to yell.
"Shut it Jerry!" Jack warned threateningly, Jerry moves towards until he is only an inch away from his commander's face.
"They kill them Jack, if they're merciful." Jerry hisses.
"I know." Jack refused to look away; His eyes dared Jerry to go against his orders.
"And you also know what happens if they end up with a beautiful girl as a prisoner." Jerry whispers.
"Don't-"
" They rape them, Jack! "
" You don't think I know that? You think I want to leave my baby sister there hurting? If I could, I would jump out there and attack!"
" Then why don't you!" Jerry yelled.
" There- is- a- bomb.-in- the- building." Jack said through his teeth almost,
Threateningly before he begins to turn around. Jerry grabs his shoulder, to stop him from moving.
"Do you even care?" Jerry didn't break eye contact as Jack remained silent.
"Disconnect." The commander finally spat at him before pulling away. "I'm in charge and I have to think of all my soldiers! Sit down and let me do my job." Jack blew a fuse and pointed to Jerry's seat.
Jerry regretfully took his seat; his hands clenched and tears streaming down his face.
"Fly." Jack orders, his mind racing and his body shaking, he took the seat beside Milton.
He couldn't believe he left his sister there. He tried justifying what he did by saying that she told him too, but he couldn't seem to face the guilt.
He watched the buildings that they were just hovering over blow up as they flew away.
Jack had begged the girl not to join the army and she didn't want to either.
Jack was drafted and Taylor was in there because of some trouble she had gotten into as a kid. Community service wasn't enough.
This was her last week here, along with Jerry, Milton and a bunch of other unnamed soldiers, including him self. The fallowing week, they were all expecting to live normal lives again.
Jerry and Taylor would have their wedding. Milton had a new science lab in
Oklahoma along with a happy relationship with Julie after breaking up in 10th
Grade. Jack would start dating around and maybe open his own karate Dojo.
Everything was supposed to be normal, like before they were all drafted.
He realized then, that couldn't happen. He couldn't get rid of his guilty conscious with out saving his sister.
Jack then made a promise to himself.
'No more fun and games, No more love and no more guilt.
No more distractions. Disconnect'
And Jack Brewer, code number 5765, never breaks a promise.
I've been working on this story for a year so i couldn't have to make anybody wait so long.
All i ask is, please ,please review