I freaking HATE writer's block! Which you can blame for the belay in this chapter's update.

"That you, Silver?" A voice- one that Kadon immediately recognized- called for him, after the blonde's escort had so kindly left the sniper to wait for whatever was going to happen next. He assumed that they were going to assist the others with tying everything down before the storm hit, which, if the wind rattling the tent's fabric was anything to go by, would not be long now. Turning his head to the left, his lavender eyes met soft looking amber and a small smile crept onto his face.

He chuckled quietly walking towards his comrade, "Who else do you think could cause this much trouble by themselves?" The blonde seemed to- once again- look a bit too proud of his mocking of the enemy soldiers, but he just couldn't help it that it was so much fun to get them riled up and angry.

Mockingbird- or a soldier by the name of Brynolf- smirked and gave the blonde a knowing look, "You could still be an imposter," he said casually, glancing around the room as if the man in front of him was no more interesting than a fly, "The Silver I know would have never let himself get capture by these bastards."

Groaning Kadon dropped onto the cold dirt next to him, rubbing his forehead with frustration, "Joo, joo, I honestly don't know what happened!" To say he was irritated would have been stating the obvious at this point, but what he was saying was the truth and he would stick with that answer till the end if he had to. "One second everything was going fine, the next I'm surrounded by all these Swedish soldiers! Man, did it piss me off," yep, he didn't know how the morons had found him; he didn't really care at this point because it wouldn't do anything for him. He was caught now and there was no going back in time, no matter how much someone may want it. If he could he would have gone back in time months ago and stopped the idiot protestor that started this whole thing. If it wasn't for that one incident, Finland might have been saved from the eye of the Danes, but, again, thinking such a thing was just torture, there was nothing they could do but play it to the end now.

"Well, then isn't it great that we got us a day or two before the next truck to the prisoner camp sets out?" The blonde gave Brynolf a curious look, not exactly sure what that meant, thankfully the other soldier realized this and explained his reasoning, "The storm? It's pretty nasty, I bet it will last at least a day and after that another day before they can clear a road for any of the trucks to get out-"

"So we have time…" Kadon's mind finally put the obvious pieces together rather quickly after that, wondering if it was at all possible to… "Do you think we could get out before then?" His voice was lowered, the hushed whisper barely audible above the wind's violent flurries. If they could escape this camp before the next truck came they might just be able to get back to the battlefield and keep from losing this town to the Swedes. God knows they needed all the help they could get out there, reinforcements were short in coming and more men went down by the day. In reality, the snipers were their best chance at surviving this war, without them… well, Kadon didn't want to think about what would happen without them taking out a large majority of the enemy soldiers.

The brunette took a minute to think about it, he seemed to actually be considering the chances, taking in everything that was likely to happen. This was what made the man a good strategist, he took absolutely everything into account, played it through his head, when Kadon had asked him about it one time, and the other had compared it to a game of chess. Just with pieces that were much more likely to… die. "I think that it is possible, but we would have to either move very fast… or try to make it through the blizzard, when they would never be expecting it." Purple eyes widened at the last statement, yeah, they would most likely get away during that time but how long would they survive in the freezing weather? It was almost more worth it to go to a prison camp, if that was their only option.

But it isn't our only option; he reminded himself, focusing on the former plan, to move quickly once the storm had passed. He puffed out a breath and nodded, "Okay, so it we wait until it's passed, what's the plan?"

But as one plan was beginning to unfold, another was also in the works across the camp. One that may hold much more dire consequences if discovered, but one that was needed none the less.

Berwald walked cautiously through the raging winds, glad that nearly every other soldier had retired to their tents to wait out the nightmare approaching. Mostly because it meant that he would not be caught as he entered the one place that would seem the least suspicious- and at the same time most- place for him to be. It was the tent where they put any of the prisoners that had cooperated with them, these men were considered valuable in war because they would slip easily in and out of enemy ranks if needed. The Swedish man was here to see one soldier, the only one that he knew would get the message he had to give where it needed to be. "Robin?" He called out as quietly as he could, looking around for the familiar auburn haired sniper.

"What do you want, bastard?" Came the growl from one side of the tent, looking in the direction to find himself face to face with those same shocking yellow-green eyes as before. Only this time they were much more angry, which Berwald could say was justified after the way they had treated him last time. "'Cause I got nothing to say to you," before the blonde could say another word, the angry sniper had turned and begun to walk away, not that he cold get very far away in the little space they had.

This caused Berwald to sigh and rub his neck, not at all excited for what he was about to ask but it had to be done, "I need you to get a message to a friend of mine in the camps."

So, yeah, things be slowly but surely getting interesting! But I really, really, really hate this chapter. I just really wanted to get past this so that I could get to the other chapters which I really want to write! I think that after this updates should be pretty frequent unless something comes up beforehand.

In case you were wondering 'Joo' means 'yeah' in Finnish, or so google translate says so correct me if I'm wrong. Because google translate has this nasty habit of being wrong... a lot.

So please tell me what you think about this chapter and feel free to ask any questions about anything! I'm trying to get through this without explaining anything and see if you'll catch on but if yo aren't tell me.

TILL THE NEXT HOPEFULLY ONTIME UPDATE!