Warning: This story is rated Mature due to strong language, sexual content and mature themes. Readers are advised.
Doyle handed his sniper rifle to Scarlet, the gun that his near-executioner had the nerve to try and kill him with. "Make sure this is fully loaded."
Scarlet had done just that after she had grabbed the box of stolen ammunition and packed the bullets into Doyle's weapon of choice. She said, "You still haven't told me what the hell you plan on doing."
Green eyes looked into the rearview mirror of the sedan and onto the kicking up bits of dirt from his excess speed down the private road. He smirked.
"I'm gonna do what I do best, darlin'. Take them out from where I can see them, but they can't see me." He explained while he pulled off abruptly to the side of the dirt road.
"Why are you stopping here? Can't we keep going and forget about them?" She nearly shrieked this, her large beautiful eyes holding a fear in them that she dared not to voice to Doyle.
The Sergeant had turned the keys in the ignition to quiet the humming engine as he stared into her traumatized face. "I'm goin' to ask you this only one more time, Major Levy…" He sternly said her formal title, so she knew he meant business. "Did they touch you worse than what I saw from the window before?"
She had sunk back into her seat with her arms crossing over her chest, protecting her revealing neckline in the red dress she still wore. She had turned her face from him so he couldn't see the memory of what happened back there playing over in her eyes.
"Hey…" Doyle touched her arm comfortingly, holding it in his hands as if to bring her back to look at him. When she did decide to look at him, he didn't need her verbal answer for confirmation that they had sexually assaulted her further. Even if they had only touched her and didn't actually rape her, it was enough to fuel Doyle's need to kill all of them. A tear fell over her cheek as they spilled out from her heavily glazed eyes. She didn't need to tell him exactly what happened, or say anything at all at this point.
"That's all I needed to know." He said this as his eyes darted back and forth between hers, before he grabbed his sniper rifle and exited the car quicker than Scarlet could argue it. She had, which he could hear by the tone alone in her voice from inside the car. As he started to climb up the hill and back into the woods where he had been held prisoner, he stopped only when he heard the car door open.
Turning, he looked down at her from half-way up the hill. He could see she wanted to yell up after him, but didn't want to give away their position to any nearby enemies. Instead, she had started to climb barefoot up the treacherous hill towards him. This lead Doyle to rush back down, slinging his gun by it's holster strap over his shoulder before he took her arms into his hands to sturdy her upright.
She was crying uncontrollably, but they were silent tears that she couldn't maintain. "I'm going to kill them for what they did. You understand me, Major?" He said to her.
She shook her head, her voice breaking while she pleaded with him. "I order you to ignore your mission and to just get the hell out of here with me!" Not knowing the right words to say to her, or how to tell her he was going with or without her permission, he looked down at her apologetically as she streamed out more tears. Before he could comprehend what he was doing, he was wiping the tears from her cheeks with his hands and holding her face up to look fully at him. She stood helplessly beautiful before him, the non-guarded Scarlet that he had seen in the windows of the District from afar and fell in love with. Bending slightly, he caught her parted lips with his to give her a tender kiss as his feelings for her overwhelmed him to take action.
She reciprocated the kiss, wrapping her arms around him to pull him in closer to her. Doyle lifted his lips from hers before he could get too caught up in the elation of her acceptance of his feelings for her. Fearing for a moment that it had only been a reflection of her trauma that caused her to accept it, he knew he'd have to try again later with her when she was more sensible to see if her end of it was genuine. She looked up at him now like she did want more of him, the air of it almost being enough to derail him from his plan to take out the other soldiers.
"If I'm not back in thirty minutes, take the car and leave me here." He said.
Her eyes went wide with panic, but Doyle didn't stick around to hear her protest his decision. He was running back up that hill and into the woods without taking another look back.
Running towards the direction of where he had been tied to the tree earlier, Doyle followed the stench of the corpses till he found all of his targets gathered in one place. Bringing his back to the tree closest to him, Doyle slowly crouched down to rest his trusted rifle on his knee before him. The bushes ahead of him would do for cover and should protect him should his well-practiced accuracy prove him well. Through the crosshairs of his scope he counted his targets that discovered the freshly dead body of one of their own. That siren had drawn them out here, no doubt the sound that infected had been spotted in the area from someone on guard.
Keeping his only good ear trained on the sound of anything else that could sneak up behind him and kill him first, Doyle knew he had to act fast if there truly were more infected in the area. Putting the cross over the head of one of the targets closest to another three, Doyle squeezed the trigger quickly three times as he expertly moved the crosshair over each and every one of them.
They had dropped like flies, but the other soldiers had noticed the attack and had started to yell and panic as they ducked for cover and shot into the areas in front of them blindly. They hadn't seen him yet, which gave Doyle the advantage of taking out two more with a back shot and a chest shot.
Two of the others were on the ground, taking cover instinctively to it, but Doyle could make out different parts of their body from where he had positioned himself. Standing to take a better shot and exposing his position to any of them who would be looking, Doyle shot to the ground immediately killing one in a headshot. The other stood and started to run, but moving targets were hardly a challenge for Doyle. He had proved this talent by also bringing him to the ground in one precise shot.
There was one still lingering out there who could possibly take Doyle out before he could even see him. Keeping his eyes sharp, Doyle moved forward quickly into the small clearing near the dead bodies with the viewfinder of his rifle's scope to guide him.
"Where the fuck are you?" Doyle whispered the frustrating question to himself, before something sharp stabbed him between his shoulder-blade and his spine. His attacker had approached him from his deaf side— his ear that had been handicapped from a bomb blast in Afghanistan years ago.
The Sergeant yelled out as he was pushed to the ground by his attacker— the last remaining British soldier out here. The Private twisted the knife into Doyle's upper back, keeping him pinned to the ground by the controlling implement. Screaming in pain, the Private had waited till Doyle's screams had temporarily subsided before he bent down to whisper into his ear, "When I get back to that mansion, I'm goin' to seal the deal with your little soldier girlfriend. She's fresh meat and we all can't wait to take a turn with her. No more foreplay stuff this time, you know what I'm tellin' to you, Sergeant?"
Doyle growled out from both the sight of blood dripping down his arm and the confirmation that they had violated Scarlet. His voice grew darker and softer as his lips practically touched against Doyle's good ear. "You've been keepin' that pussy all for yourself and soon it's gonna be sharin' time, mate."
The Private ripped the knife out of Doyle's back, emitting a shrill scream from Doyle's lips by the action as he did further damage. He could feel him winding back to take another good jab into his back and with that split second, Doyle had managed to flip him over by a sudden burst of strength from his hips. The tables were now turned as Doyle pulled the bloodied knife from the Private's hand and held it to his neck, already starting to cut into his flesh from the force of his anger against him.
His blue eyes had locked onto Doyle, with the hint of cockiness for having done something to Scarlet before his death in his stare. Doyle bent down to get closer to him, "I should cut your dick off, but a sick fuck like you would probably like that."
The Private's eyes had grown into fear alone, knowing that Doyle had the power to kill him in whatever way he chose. Not taking another moment to waste on the dirtbag, Doyle slit his throat in one fluid motion. He couldn't watch him bleed out, or spend another second looking at him, so he stood as quickly as his injury would allow him.
The weight of his arm alone added to the tension of the gaping wound, each movement he made causing Doyle to clench his teeth or yell out in pain. With the knife in it's stolen holster he had placed it in his back pocket, then struggled to bring the strap of his gun over his good shoulder. As he moved through the woods as quickly as he could manage, his head spun with the loss of blood from the gaping wound. He couldn't see it or assess it, but by the amount of blood he was losing it was obvious he wasn't going to make it much further.
He had made it to the hill and as he looked down on the welcoming sight of Scarlet behind the driver's seat of the idle car, he let out a wide smile of relief. Unable to hold himself up any further against his injury, Doyle couldn't control himself as he stumbled perilously down the hill towards the car. The impact of his body hitting the rocks and hard dirt had jolted him into full consciousness again, the pain of his injury not giving him a moment's peace. "Scarlet!" He yelled out as he caught himself warily in the dirt with his good arm. His fingers dug into the dried soil, grasping for his life as his feet struggled to find sturdy placement on the steep hill.
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