Chapter 6
Soren relaxed on his bunk as he waited for dinner, he picked up a book from the shelf by his bunk, Mendez's favorite book: Jungle Wars. He flipped through it and yawned.
"I don't see how the Old Man could stand to read this repeatedly." He picks up a different book, an ancient text: The Art of War, by a Chinese Tactician of the name Sun Tzu. He leafed through it.
"Just like Déjà's lessons." He sighed.
Soren stood up and ran his hand through his hair. He paced back and forth. He heard his door open and footsteps. He turned, and upon seeing Rebecca, released his unknowingly held breath.
"Hey babe." He said with a small smile. She returned his smile and laid on his bed in a tank top and jogging shorts, stretching.
"ONI gives you all the good stuff. Extra cushioned mattresses? Your own variant of MJOLNIR armor? They sure love their Pitbull." She laughed, using his nickname that some at Section Zero had taken to calling him. Soren shook his head.
"No, they're trying to keep me from finding out their endgame. That's all. They know I'm not materialistic and they insist I get preferential treatment. It stinks of coverup or something, I don't trust it." He looked at her and smirked. "But I do trust your reasoning behind that outfit." He commented as he stood up. Rebecca gave him and innocent look.
"What do you mean, I was only exercising before I came here, that's all." She said in a voice, feigning innocence as she smirked at him and grabbed his shirt and pulled him down.
Hours later, Soren awoke from a very rare peaceful sleep by his tablet flashing. He reached over a sleeping Rebecca and opened it.
"Soren-066, what's up?" He asked as he tried to get more comfortable, his right arm asleep like the ODST Commander laying on it. He saw a familiar face on the screen.
"Forge, what can I do for you Sarge?" He asked, the man smirked, seeing his predicament.
"Should I call back?" He asked Soren, the Spartan shook his head.
"No sir, I'm alright. So there was a reason you called?"
"Yes, I need you're help. As you know we're on the way to Arcadia. I would like your squad's support when we get there. Normally I would contact your commander, but I figured you could pull some strings and land my personal escort?" Soren nodded.
"That bad down there eh? I'll see what I can do. No promises. Spartan-066 out." He cut the connection and resumed his time with his girlfriend.
A/N: I'm back! Sorry it took so long but I had technical issues. Any way y'all come back now y'hear? As always, Nightmares and Horrors Delight!