Employee expectations
It's been at least a day (or more) since I've written in this diary, from what I can tell, the army truck didn't burn down with the rest of the facility like it was supposed to be, unfortunately I didn't bring gloves with me to conceal my fingerprints and all it takes is one smart elemental and it's all game over.
Theoretically anyways, I don't think anyone would want to go up to a lonely shed aside from this random Rattata and Sylveon that keep on stopping by, either way I still have around ~79 ammo in my flamethrower and 9 flares for my flare gun, but 79 ammo isn't much and people don't drop ammo when they die in this universe, making life all the more harder.
But at least I can open doors unlike a Rockruff.
I got what I needed but due to the disappearance of the other team now I've got to pick up the pieces of this assignment and get what they were supposed to get myself, which will not be easy to say the least.
So, it's been several hours, and I've never thought about the food situation. I'm probably going to get a hotdog or something, I mean, lets face it I'm not showing myself in any other establishments and at this point I don't care.
(Chatting with friends)
"(hey Uriel, how's your job going?)"
"(It could be better)"
"(hey, can't you believe it, me and her going out on a date)"
"(I'm happy for you man)"
"(have you met anybody new yet?)"
"(no, not really)"
"(hey, so she wants a souvenir from the place
you're working at, can you do that for me Uri?)"
"(yeah, I can do that, I'm going out for some food on the job)"
"(alright, you do that okay)"
"(also one more thing)"
"(yeah?)"
"(what would happen if Sandra bit me?
Would I turn into a zombie?)"
That's it, I'm getting food.
Wingman
as I walked up to the hotdog stand, a furret was helping elementals get hotdogs and drinks, while the human helped sell hotdogs to humans.
"Damn, that's a smart business tactic" I thought to myself as I smiled and waddled walked up to the hotdog stand.
"hello mister! What would you like?" said the woman at the stand
"sigh I'll take 2 hotdogs and a Fanta please"
As the furret stood up and gave me my order, I paid them the cost and a little extra to the pair.
They deserved it.
"I'm starting to wonder what the future holds for this dimension, I mean, it's not like it's going anywhere any time soon is it? Well, maybe it is, I'm no stranger to calamity style disasters and-"
"Vaporeon Vap Vaporeon"
"oh, sorry, was this your seat?"
"Vaporeon."
"I'll just move."
I should probably just head back to the shed.
If I could, would have I chosen a different career path? would anyone have chosen to be a mercenary? I keep on asking this question as if I've wasted my life fighting and burning, instead of creating, instead of doing anything good for the sake of humanity, what if I wanted to draw, make music, not be forced to deal with this cold harsh reality of mine.
I've always wondered if I'd find someone, nowadays I just don't question it, I just act as a wingman these days, if it helps at least I get to see drama without having any repercussions, I'm sure there's someone out there, but at this point I don't even care, I'm not paid to ask questions I'm paid to do literally anything else.
Escalation
As I scrolled down 2019 YouTube, I found a broadcast of 9 Humans attacking locations nearby me.
I found the other team and from what I can tell it does not look pretty, 7 police officers and elementals dead by the hands of the mercenaries, I'm going to try and contact them via a radio set I got from our camp.
(an hour later)
They've got the items, now I have to get them out alive along with the items, I've already been paid $2000 USD for the first item, now to get the rest of the items outta here with the other team and the contract will be done, I'm doing final checks on my weapons as I write, the plan is that I'll sneak up on the police lines and release mayhem, after a gap opens up I'll shoot a flare into the sky notifying the team to make a breakout attempt with items in hand.
Last prayer.
Dear heavenly father, forgive my sins as you have forgiven the sins of those who have sinned against me, Dear holy spirit, Protect and give closure to those that have lost family because of my actions,
"Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil."
I am now ready for the coming battle.
Do I have any regrets, any thoughts? maybe but we keep them to ourselves, I'm sure to get another contract to go here anyways, maybe after all this I could go and start doing odd jobs around this dimension, maybe I should bring my 2 friends, I mean, they're the only people I have these days now, maybe I don't have to do things for the sake of doing them.
the flamethrower is fueled to capacity, the flare gun is loaded and the fire axe has been sharpened, let's give the audience a good farewell shall we?
