Cargo Truck

"I WANNA GO HOME." Cargo was crying, she couldn't take this much stress. She thought she can be apart of X-com. She wanted to heal people on the battlefield. Prevent deaths, and help the people to bring down tyrants. She hated people who manipulated others. And what's worse than people taking control of people, is aliens taking over people. This is is her way of fighting against tyrants. But now she's crying, she doesn't know why she can't stop crying. She couldn't move from the spot. Why did red have to shoot that sectoid? Couldn't he have waited till everyone was ready to attack? None of this would happen if Red didn't fire his dumb rifle. She heard Wednesday shooting. At Least he's doing something. She looked up to him, he's so determined, once his mindset he can do it. She wanted to do something great. But all she can do now was stand on his truck bed and wait for everything to blow over. She waited and waited…. God she wished she had a watch on her. The battlefield seemed too quiet, she inched looked over to Red, taking care of a mutant that was with a dead body. She realized something… where did the Sectoid go? She started to freak out, she saw a flash of pink, and then a purple flash. Wednesday was aiming for something. "Oh...Oh no" She said out loud to no one in particular. Wednesday was mind controlled by that freak. She can't let this happen. IF she doesn't snap out of this, Wednesday might go crazy. She wiped the tears from her eyes. She can do it, if she can't, who will? Her will is resolved, her rifle was ready, and the sectoid was about to be her next kill. She took a second, it seemed like forever, With despair, she was able to strengthen her resolve. She was ready to pull the trigger, when all of the sudden the sectoid fell to the ground. She didn't realize what happened, until Wednesday's gun stopped whirring. Did she kill the sectoid? No… her clip was still full. If she didn't kill it… who did?