Okay I know it has been a while but with school, a job, assignments and instrument practise at the same time it has been hard! But I am on holidays now so more chapters will most likely be out in the next week or so. Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, I couldn't make it longer without ruining the atmosphere.
Disclaimer: I tried, I really did but Tim Burton would NOT give me the rights… time for plan B hahaha
Chapter 4: Soldier
He took a deep breath and looked around the room. There was no happy face, not one. Everyone knew they were most likely to die. But he had to give them some sort of hope, right? There was a problem with that plan, because he himself had no hope. The room was silent, if a pin dropped you would most likely to hear it.
Fear. Sadness. Hopelessness. That was what the room felt of, it was so strong in each of them that you could almost taste it, they all new that death was just around the corner. He tried to deny it but it seeped into his brain and clouded all his thoughts. Death.
The soldiers were waiting for the command, the command that would send them out onto the battlefield. The command that would mean their death. The command that was some child's only hope. That was what he was fighting for, hope. Hope for a future, hope for a night of joy and hope that he could see his first born before it was to late.
A high pitched scream echoed violently through the room. Some soldiers flinched, others held on to their swords more tightly and then some looked at the ground and slowly shook their heads. It was a child's scream. The most horrible thing you could ever hear, the type of sound that filled you with dread, sadness and regret. Regret that you hadn't seen your own child for so long, regret that you didn't see them grow up and fulfil their dreams.
Pity, you felt pity and guilt for the younger soldiers that didn't grow up and start their own family, their own life and dreams. Some were young enough to still live at home, with aging parents. One man there had become his best friend. Tarrant Hightopp. Also known as the mad hatter.
He could feel eyes on him and he quickly looked up and found the culprit. Their commanders green eyes were on him, and he sighed. The commander was the one and only Mad Hatter, though he wasn't so mad anymore, he sighed. He knew what that meant. It was time, time to fight and time to die.
This chapter is a little gloomy, isn't it? Who do you want this man to be? Please put in your review his name, age, description…. And all the rest. And another thing, do you want:
A) A battle chapter
B) After the battle (this one would be easier)
C) Or should I go back to Alice and McTwisp?
And please visit this youtube video: search military dads coming home and chose the one by Edy35212