My Immortal
This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it?
"Valkery" The head of operations called from the other end of the long wooden table where the military operative sat with her boots crossed over one another, propped up on the opposite chair.
"We have received intel about an outbreak of an unknown bio-hazard on the planet Mars Olduvai research facility."
"What do you want me to do about it?" Valkery spun the knife she had tucked in her boot on the table top and glanced to the balding man with round glasses.
"Destroy the threat and any evidence of it, if all else fails blow the facility"
"What were you working on up there?" Valkery raised an eyebrow in suspicion and stopped spinning the knife.
"A biohazard" The head of operations said cryptically and pushed his glasses against the bridge of his nose.
"A virus?" She smirked and shook her head in disbelief, "Always finding a better way to kill one another".
"Why don't you just send in a RRTS team?" Valkery brushed a stray black hair from her eye and sat up in the chair.
"We are"
"Then why do you need me, I'm not a field grunt anymore?"
Valkery's green eyes watched as the man rose from his seat and moved around the side of the table before sitting on the edge nearest to her.
"Because you are good Valkery. Hell, you are the best I've ever seen. I need you there in case they fail. Think of them as 'field grunts' to keep away anything that will get in your way of destroying the virus." He leaned in toward her and her fingers wrapped around the hilt of her knife.
"You are going to use them as bait?" She scoffed and glared to the older gentleman.
"Hypothetically, which is why we are sending in the best" He clarified and sat upright.
"What does the virus do?" She span the knife in her palm and glanced toward the brown eyed man.
"We don't know" He breathed out and tapped his fingers against the table.
"You created a biohazard but you don't know what it does?"
"Call it a scientific miscalculation"
"Scientific miscalculation? You could have killed everyone on the facility"
"Which is why we need your help"
Valkery clenched her fist in anger and breathed out deeply before pocketing the knife. She would have stabbed the idiot otherwise.
"What team are you sending?"
"RRTS Unit 6" She stiffened at the thought of working with her old rivals and clenched her jaw.
"Asher's team?"
"Affirmative"
"Does he know about my mission?"
"He knows the bare minimum"
"What about contact?"
"Once you are on the facility you are on your own"
"How do I destroy the virus?"
"You are going to have to figure that out when you get there."
"Airborne or blood to blood?" The operative was becoming irritated by the lack of information the man was willing to reveal.
He opened his mouth then closed it again, sealing his lips together.
"Let me guess, you don't know?" She hissed and placed her heavy boots back on the vinyl floor with a loud thud. The man jumped and cleared his throat.
"Limited information was sent back from the facility" he gulped and brought up a file on the touch screen board.
She nodded as her green eyes scanned the file, it was a pretty basic mission. Retrieve the intel, destroy it then leave. Let the RRTS team take care of the rest. The name of her alias caused her to raise an eyebrow in disbelief.
"They want to resurrect Commander Valkery Syn?"
"Problem?" He asked with a small smirk that she wanted to smack off his face.
"It's risky, military personnel think I'm dead. Is it worth blowing a three year operation for one mission?"
"For this mission…yes"
"Why?"
"After this mission, you'll get what you wanted. Honourable discharge. The company won't contact you or even acknowledge their part in this mission."
"You think the military is going to let an operative like me just leave?" The only retirement in her field of work was death.
"I can guarantee it" the short man spoke with a slight smile.
"You seem awfully sure of yourself" She raised an eyebrow and moved her chin upward.
"Failure isn't an option, Miss Syn. Not again" He hissed and she stood abruptly from the desk before slamming her palm against the hard surface.
"I'm not her, James. You can be damn sure that I'll shut down those UAC pricks, permanently." Valkery spoke with venom, making her intention very clear. The fear was evident in the man's eyes and he cleared his throat while he retreated back to his seat.
"When do I start?" Valkery pushed in her chair and glance out the window to the high risers of Miami.
"When Sargent Mahonin contacts you" The man strode next to her.
"And when will that be?" She squinted into the sunlight and unfolded the aviators from her deep purple tank.
"Two weeks"
"Until then?" Valkery snapped her head to the head of ops and placed the glasses on top of her head.
"Continue with your current mission"
The operative nodded hesitantly before walking toward the silver door, her fingers wrapped around the handle and she turned back to the man.
"The military is sick of cleaning up after you, Morrisey" She hissed before opening the door and leaving the room.
"Valkery!" I opened my eyes and gasped. Brian was knelt over me, but where was I? Why the fuck was Brian there?
I looked down and saw a white…hospital gown? Brian was wearing his old worn out leather jacket with blue jeans that drove the women mad. I was so disorientated I just stared at him in disbelief.
"Brian?" I said softly and stared in confusion as he leaned down and pulled me into a tight hug. I had missed the musky scent of his cologne. My eyes flickered over his shoulder and I saw a familiar painting. I was in the medical ward at our old base.
"What happened?" I asked wearily and looked into his ocean blue eyes.
"You got stabbed in action" He clarified and I leaned my neck back on to the head board. Five years ago I got stabbed in the shoulder by a weapons dealer. That son of a bitch got his though, I shot him in the leg with his own gun. What the fuck was going on?
"You're dead" I said with a raised eyebrow and looked around the ward for an escape. It was a cruel realisation that the person you turned to wasn't there anymore.
"I am" He said in his usual husky voice and looked at me with a sad expression.
"Right..." I said in total confusion. I had dreams about him but this one felt so surreal.
" You need to try, try to save them." Brian smirked and cradled the side of my face with his hand.
"Thanks for the memo, any suggestions how?" I hissed. I was trying damn hard but every time I fell short. That reminded me… I really had to get back to my team.
"with all you have" Brian grabbed my shoulders and forced me to look into his eyes that I'd missed so much.
"Only you can save yourself" He spoke firmly and I looked at him with confusion.
"Okay..." I added in disbelief.
"Because your team needs you" He replied firmly.
"They'll survive without me" I retorted.
"They need a leader, someone to give them strength and hope. They need Commander Valkery Syn, not Sinister the soldier. Not the assassin." Brian said and wiped a strand of hair from my face.
"Hope?" I barked.
"Where there is hope, there is faith, where there is faith, miracles happen" I turned to see Eric stroll into the small ward and walk up next to Brian. I reached up and enveloped him in a tight hug. He was dressed similarly to Brian and had his usual spiky hair. I smiled at the fact he wasn't bloodied or in pain, he was at peace.
"Okay, I'm done with this place" I whispered to myself.
"Where there is trust there is hope" Brian spoke up.
"Trust isn't going to win this war" I hissed and turned to Eric. I loved these two like brothers but I was getting frustrated at their cryptic shit.
"You'll see in time" Eric clarified and gave me his signature smirk.
"Now, on your feet soldier!" Brian commanded and pulled me into one last hug before walking out of the room with Eric.
"Brian!" I called and looked up to see him suddenly at the exit of the ward with Eric by his side.
He looked back to me but kept walking. I jumped out of the small bed and ran after them. I rounded the corner and followed after the pair that seemed to be moving at double speed. My feet padded against the white linoleum floor and echoed in the crisp white corridor.
"Eric!" I yelled desperately as they both seemed to disappear behind the two large doors that suddenly appeared.
"Brian!" I tried again but they were gone. I slowed my pace as I reached the thick silver doors and pushed through them.
I was blinded by a bright orange glow and I held my arm up to shield my face.
Suddenly I was no longer in a hospital gown or had short black and purple hair. I looked the way I do now, waist length bluish black hair, wearing a black ripped tank and my RRTS pants with my combat boots. I looked down and saw myself holding on to a machine gun and a sniper around my shoulder. I had blood dried on my face and arms, I looked like I was in war.
My eyes widened as I stared at the street in front of me. Cars were flipped onto their roofs and on fire, buildings shattered and the population had vanished.
"What the-" I started to say just as a person stumbled out of a car wreck.
"Sir?" I asked and hesitantly approached him. He was bloodied and seemed disorientated as he staggered away from the wreck.
The man looked up with pleading eyes and whispered. "Run" before screaming in agony.
I watched as he transformed in front of me, his body looked like it was having a seizure but his agonised face told me otherwise. In a matter of seconds the man no longer looked at me as a person but his prey.
"Sir, don't do it" I said firmly and backed away.
The infected man snarled and leapt at me. I swiftly pressed the trigger of my machine gun and the half transformed man flew back onto the tarmac road.
"Fuck" I hissed and glanced around my surroundings. This was the end, the apocalypse that ended humanity. This is what would become of earth if we couldn't contain the virus.
"Chromosome 24 cannot get back to earth, Valkery" Brian said softly as he appeared next to me.
"I know" I said and glance to him.
"I'll find a way to destroy any evidence of it" I sighed and looked toward the sky that was red with blood shed.
"I know you will" Brian said softly and stepped in front of me, his hands cradled the side of my face and he force me to look into his eyes.
"I love you" He said softly. Something about him had changed, it was almost like it wasn't him at all.
"Brian-" I was cut off as he placed a soft kiss on my lips.
I closed my eyes as the kiss became more pained and felt something dig into my skin.
"Brian" I broke the kiss and felt the side of my face where blood dripped down from his nails digging into my skin.
"Oh, shit" I hissed and jumped back with disbelief. It wasn't his nails it was his claws…
His eyes were glazed red and blood painted the side of his face. He was infected.
"No, Brian!" I yelled desperately as tears threatened to spill out of my eyes.
I stood frozen as he launched toward me and knocked me to the ground. My head bounced off the tarmac and the wind was knocked out of my lungs.
"Brian" I whispered as he raised his mutated hand and brought it down toward my chest.
Suddenly I became unstuck and jumped back before aiming my loaded machine gun.
"Fuck" I whimpered before holding down the trigger and wincing as Brian's blood spattered onto my face.