Note: I tried very hard to make this chapter longer then my last one so I hope you enjoy and please leave reviews
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
Untold Truths
It was 4:20am and Erol a tired as hell he had spent all night tossing and turning thinking about what the mission might be. At best he had gotten 2 hours sleep that night and it wasn't very pleasant.
When he did finally get to sleep he had endured one of the most terrifying nightmare he had ever had. Him and his squad had been sent on a mission at the outer border of the city to retrieve eco shipments but were instead ambushed by metalheads. Surrounded and outnumbered by the hideous creatures they didn't really stand a chance. Erol kept his distant from the monsters but everywhere he looked he saw his fellow recruits were getting ripped to shreds but the part of the nightmare that really tormented Erol was that a metalhead had not killed him no...but ripped half his face off and all because he chose to protect his commander from its attack.
He raised his hand over his eye and pulled away to see his now blood stained glove and he noticed that his vision began to blur due to his damaged eye. He felt his throat begin to constrict as he began to panic blood just started to pour down on his uniform. He shot his head up to call for help but everyone was dead even the commander he had just protected and now he was alone and the rest of the metalheads began to corner him to the wall and he was not only blinded in one eye but defenceless and he watched as the creatures drew closer and closer til one pounced...
And that was where the nightmare had ended and Erol had woken up screaming and covered in sweat.
It all just felt too real to just be a nightmare but that was all it was so Erol wouldn't let it eat away at him or would at least try.
What had made the nightmare a whole lot scarier was that Erol had never faced a real metalhead yet sure they had trained them how to fight them but Erol doubted that a stuffed target really compared to the real thing.
He still felt very sticky from the whole waking up sweaty so he headed for the bathroom.
Erol yawned while running his fingers through his hair looking into his bathroom mirror he looked like shit plus not to mention the tattoos on his face were hurting "Hopefully a hot shower could make me feel better" Erol mumbled to himself as he began to run the shower.
"Ahhh" his tattoos stung like a bitch when they first made contact with the hot water but soon after came relief.
Erol still couldn't believe about the whole 'Physical Examination' thing but was better off if he just let it go because if he didn't he most likely wouldn't be on the Krimzon guards for much longer and had worked too hard to get to where he is now so Erol left it at that though he wasn't so sure how much he could trust anyone in the Krimzon guards especially his higher ups.
More and more thoughts of the Krimzon guards ran through his mind as he washed the hot water hitting his body helped keep him calm but that wouldn't last for long and Erol knew so he tried to calm himself down by trying not to think about the Krimzon guards and the one thing that made his blood boil 'that no good butt ugly...commander Torn!'
Erol smashed his fist onto the shower wall just at the thought of his commander. He hadn't even known the man a full day and he already pissed Erol off.
So this only caused him confusion if he hated the man why would have he protect in his nightmare? It's not like he had to protect him...so why did he? Erol thought and thought on this subject but just couldn't find a solution so he just figured it must have been one of those in the moment reactions.
Erol quickly jumped out and began to dry himself and being very careful and dabbing around his face and ears he had been through enough pain lately and didn't need more anytime soon but he still wasn't sure what this mission was and that was coming straight from Baron Praxis didn't ease any of his anxiety and that his nightmare was lingering in the back of his mind but Erol would never admit it was still really tormenting him.
Erol walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist to check on the time and when he saw the clock he went wide eyed and gasped it was 4:45 he was going to be late if he didn't pick up the pace and just because he wasn't looking forward to the mission didn't mean he was going to be late for it especially when he thought about how much Torn would bitch at him if he did show up late plus you can't forget the punishment that would come along with it. All of it just pissed Erol of more.
Erol rushed over to the palace on his zoomer driving over the speed limit of any sane person but actually arrived with a few minutes to spare so he had no problem with it and he that he also had a nice hot coffee before leaving his apartment to help with his lack of sleep from last night Erol was beginning to cheer up but just as he thought his mood was going to change for the better he saw that he wasn't the only person who arrived a bit early. Oh no today just wouldn't go his way for once the other recruit he had gotten into a fight with a few days ago had also shown up. Oh but what a sight to see the recruit sucking up to their commander "What an ass kisser" Erol spat out in anger as he continued to watch as the recruit showered Torn with compliments.
Something about this pissed Erol off actually more than pissed him off it enraged him and he didn't even know why he felt this way but he had to do something to stop it before he sent someone to the infirmary.
Erol marched up right into the middle of their convocation "Good morning sir" Erol saluted to Torn and as he did Erol could see the other Krimzon guard glaring at him 'Oh only if looks could kill' Erol thought and couldn't hold back his smirk as he saw the man next to him get angrier and angrier.
"Good Morning" Torn returned the salute
As Torn watched the two recruits glare at each other he could feel the tension begin to grow between them and was luckily able to get them apart as the others began to arrive
"Attention!" Torn hollered out above every other noise and saw all his soldiers straight up as they began to listened to his every word.
"Before we send any of you noobs out onto the battlefield Baron Praxis wanted to make sure you were all well prepared" Torn saw a flash of red fly up and one of the recruits raised their hand "Yes what is it rookie"
"Well um sir we have already had our training why would we need any more if we know everything we need to know"
"What makes you think you know everything!" Torn saw how the new recruit began to shake as he raised his voice 'how pathetic'.
"you can never tell what is going to happen in battle so you must always have your defence up especially around metalheads so that is why Baron Praxis wants you to train with the real thing first".
As most gasped in fear and others question what was going on Erol felt his stomach drop in fear.
"What are you scared Erol?" Erol heard being whispered into his ears by the Krimzon who he had gotten into a fight with and seemed the man really liked to torment him.
"Shut your mouth ass wipe its none of your business" Erol growled as he shoved the man away.
As everyone began to calm down Torn continued "You will all take turns at going one on one with a metal head and anyone who does not pass this is out of the Krimzon guards well that's if you're not dead so follow me to the arena"
'Why is it every time we follow this man it's always to something bad' Erol thought as he marched on with the rest of the soldiers.
As they reached the arena Erol could see the fear showing on some of the recruits faces made him wonder if he was doing the same because right now he could not deny he felt a little bit scared he looked around the arena to see metal gates where terrifying roars could be heard beyond and some dark brown stains on the wall which Erol figured was blood which didn't make him feel any better.
"Ok I'll go first to show you some good ways to avoid attacks and kill a metalheads"
Torn stayed standing in the arena as the rest made their way to the sidelines. As the last recruit crossed to the sidelines into the safe zone Torn turned to face the metal gate where scraping could be heard as claws made contact with cold metal.
As the metalhead was released from its cage everyone was worried til well they saw Torn fight it didn't even take him long to kill it. Erol couldn't help but admire how the man fought...it was amazing the guy was actually rather quick on his feet which really surprised Erol. Torn really made it look easy but then when Erol watched some of the other recruits try it was hard to believe it was easy. Only a few had really passed while the rest were carried out on stretchers.
And now it was Erol's turn he had his pistol ready in hand as he watch the metal gates open and a metalhead jump out ready for battle.
It began to run at him and fuck it was fast Erol tried shooting but it kept dodging this fight really wasn't working from a distance so Erol decide to get try and corner the metal head which Erol really regretted because just as he thought it was going well the metalhead bounded of the wall and pounced straight at him. Erol saw the claws coming for his face at flashes of his nightmare appeared in his mind so Erol quickly flinched covering up his face with his arm as he turned to the side but things only got worse he felt the claws dig into his shoulder and then slamming into the ground from the force of the blow.
Erol's head shot up in fear as he heard metal scrape across the ground to see that his pistol had slid across the arena. Erol went to crawl for it only to be cut off as the metal head leaped into front of his path. He instantly changed directions and began to back away and rising to his feet and barely had time to gain his balance before the metalhead began to pounce and claw at him. While moving backwards and dodging the red trail of blood on the ground caught his eye 'Shit I'm bleeding bad'. Erol knew that if he wanted to pass this test or even survive he had to take a chance and try to get to his gun. So Erol took the only opening he could see it was a bit risky but this was his only chance so as the metalhead raised its arm to attack Erol swiftly rolled under its arm and began to make a run for his gun but he had forgotten how fast the creature was he had beaten him to his pistol and swiped it up in its jaws and crushed it shattering the gun.
Erol backed off in fear as he began to think of what might happen if one of his limbs were to get caught into those powerful jaws. Erol continued to backup until his back hit a solid surface and more flashes of his nightmare ran through his head and he was exactly where he didn't want to be cornered by a metalhead.
Erol clamped his eyes shut as he prepared for his nightmare to become real until 'BANG' the sound of a gunshot rang through the air. Erol looked up to see the corpse of a metalhead and his commander rushing over to him Erol then prepared himself to be yelled at but yet again was surprised "Are you ok?" Erol opened his eyes to see Torn with a concerned face "uh yea I'm fine" "Don't lie to my face...now let's get you to the infirmary" 'Oh that's right I had gotten cut!' Erol thought as he looked down at his arm which was now covered in blood he had actually forgotten about the injury in the last moments of the fight 'I guess fear had just made me numb'.
After a quick visit to the infirmary Erol was able to go home but had to be a bit careful on his arm. He had to get over 70 stiches in his arm but it really didn't bother him even though he had been injured he was actually happy. The thoughts of Torn's concerned face played on his mind and it made him feel happy no...it was the first time he felt as if someone cared.
