Hi everyone.
Here is another update to the Future We Embrace, it's a little different and changes tenses halfway through. Hopefully it's a good change of pace, but please let me know what you think.
R&R! ;)
It had been around two weeks since Ashley had come into my room, and we were bonded by the longing for the distant man who was in our lives and had affected us so deeply. Two weeks was the bargain I made with President Graham, before I was allowed to go on my very early break in the job and go to Australia. I had to escort Brooke to and from classes, as she was now going to college and needed protection in case another 'Los Illuminados' kidnapping happened again. Then I had to watch the gates for an hour before she left college, and then follow both Ashley & Brooke everywhere – parties, dinners, meetings, shopping, just everything. It wasn't long before Brooke got annoyed with me as her constant shadow, but it seemed that Ashley was grateful for the protection.
Once I had completed the two weeks, he finally allowed me access to the top secret mission he had set Leon on, it seemed he'd trusted me, and so it wasn't long before I was on the small jet to Australia.
Australia was breathtaking, long plains of gold and green, stretching for miles into the distance. The sun illuminated the ground, almost like fuel to fire as it burned beneath me. I stared at the scenery, it wasn't like I'd imagined – a place that takes something important away from you would never be portrayed as beautiful, but it was, it really was.
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, the shotgun jabbing slightly into my side. I was given a general handgun and a good quality shotgun for my mission, along with a first aid kit. If I was new to this I'd ask why I'd need all of it – but of course I knew, Wesker may be dead now, but he had many connections and a new wave of bioterrorism had hit a very highly developed country, but to the President – who had seen a lot of crap – this was something new.
"Hi" I smiled at the warm voice from my pilot – he was middle aged, with long straggly hair that he tied up in a ponytail, he had dirt coloured skin and crinkled brown eyes, he was also a very smart man, and with a huge knowledge of geography and politics he was very helpful.
"Head down this dirt track for about half a mile and you'll come across a small village, which is just about hidden by the small mountains now. The village is basically full of agents, working in small tents. They will give you updates via a headset and will give you reports & findings. They will also keep track of you" He handed me a small dagger, gleaming & silver "Good luck" he added.
It was boiling, and I was so grateful for the thin tank tone and shorts I was wearing, otherwise I would've baked. I just hoped Leon wasn't stuck outside in this heat – and no, I hadn't given up on him, he was out there and I knew it, he was just lost and I needed to find him.
And I will, for here I am, ready to go.
The sun is so hot, for days I have found this intense heat sucking out willpower. I have to go on, I have to. I lay in a shadow – shade -, enjoying the relief from the cover of the sun. "At last" I say, and I relax my head against the cool sand and close my eyes, feeling my tense muscles in my neck and back release. I breathe deeply, loving the peace and quiet.
"It's him!" I hear and groan, they found me again.
I stand up and face a group of Aussie Warriors – well, what I call them anyway – one sneered at me. They are all men, long and lean and strong, with long knives and clubs, all the basic weapons all the controlled seem to carry. I pull out my gun, rusty now from all the work of warfare, and I fire.
Two shots went into the first and second's men's chests, sending out a long whoomph sound from both of them, as blood spurt and painted the yellow ground with red splatters. They fell, but I know they won't be down for long and I shoot the third one, this one was different, taller and faster, it is a shitty battle trying to kill him. Every bullet I fire he dodges, until I manage to shoot him in the leg and he goes down and I kick his head, sending him backwards. The best way to kill them is with a knife, and so I pull one out and finish them, finally. They are not easy to kill.
I sigh once more, I had been out here for months, possibly years as I have lost track. The only way I manage to keep going is by running and eating any animals or plants I come across, also I raid their battle tents and try and find ammo and grenades, and if I can aid sprays, but they seem to be a delicacy now.
I see it, astonished I look again. A small black spec in the distance, which then hid behind a mountain. It looks like something I know, no, no, no - they have given up searching.
Haven't they?