Chapter 4- Searching for the
President
The nervous green eyes of Laguna searched around frantically for the enemy as they traversed the underground of Fisherman's Horizon. He desperately wanted to talk and convey his fears to his new companions, but his superiors made it very clear that secrecy was of the utmost importance on the rescue mission.
There were about ten others with him. Laguna wondered if they all felt the same way as he did about this. He was very doubtful about their ability to save President Delta without a hitch or casualty. Of course, he was also afraid that he'd be that hitch or casualty. He couldn't believe what he'd gotten himself into and hoped he would get out alive.
Kiros and Ward appeared calm and collected, like the rest of the Galbadian soldiers, making Laguna feel like he wasn't even in the same league as these guys. He had little or no patience or control in these kinds of situations. He was amazed that he hadn't had a breakdown or screamed out loud by now.
Suddenly, everyone stopped and Laguna wondered what was going on. "We need to be especially quiet now. Someone might be waiting down here for us. Let's sneak by," the soldier in charge whispered.
Underneath Fisherman's Horizon were the docks, where the locals could keep their fishing boats. However, the vessels pulled up into this area were those of the Esthar Army. Their commander was wise to advise discretion in case any of their soldiers were around.
Now Laguna's nerves were even worse, and wasn't sure if he could contain himself much longer. Ward glanced over at him, and noticed his shaky disposition. He placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Laguna jumped, and then realized that it was only Ward. He smiled slightly, first in embarrassment, and then in appreciation.
They finally made it past the vessels and came to the end of the docks shortly after. Like there was a ladder at the beginning to allow them to come down, there was a ladder her that would allow them to ascend back up. The leader proceeded cautiously, rung by rung, and then peeked his head through the porthole.
He recognized the place as the mayor's house. He had never actually been inside of it, but he had seen it from the outside. The soldier had looked in the window while he was stationed there before the fighting had escalated.
He heard voices upstairs, and he presumed that they weren't any of his allies. He signaled for the others to come up quietly. Laguna was the last, and he tripped on the final rung. He dropped loudly onto the floor. The Galbadian soldiers around him assumed fighting stances, but no one came.
Kiros shook his head, getting the feeling that the guy didn't have it all together. He didn't seem cut out to be a soldier. Then he got an idea. Kiros resolved he would protect Laguna and train him better, since he felt he was already developing a friendship and attachment to him.
Laguna stood back up to his feet slowly, his pride badly damaged due to his clumsiness. He felt awful for nearly blowing their cover. He knew he would've been reprimanded if there had been time, but knew he would hear it later.
Since they apparently hadn't been heard, they decided to move upstairs and catch whoever was up there off guard. As Laguna started to follow, the commander halted him. "You're stayin' here, Loire. We can't have you messin' up our operation," he said harshly.
Laguna hung his head and they went on without him. Upstairs, they found several Esthar soldiers gathered around a man tied up in a chair. They seemed to be interrogating him. They could see that it was President Delta. He was a feeble old man with white hair, and a face covered with wrinkles. He had small brown eyes, which were filled with fear at the moment.
The Galbadian soldiers couldn't hear what was being said, but it really didn't matter. As they tried to creep up on the Esthar soldiers, Ward accidentally kicked a wrench that was lying on the floor. The group turned around sharply. "Galbadians!" one of them exclaimed.
Another quickly pulled up the president in front of him as a human shield. "You will let us go, or he dies," the soldier threatened.
He walked around him, keeping President Delta in his tight grip. As he descended the stairs backwards, Laguna saw them and his eyes widened. This was his big opportunity to redeem himself for earlier mistakes. He slowly approached the Esthar soldier from behind. "Good night," he said as he rammed his machine gun into his head.
He crumpled harmlessly to the floor, relinquishing his hold on the president. "Thank you, good soldier. What is your name?" Delta asked with a shaky voice.
"Laguna Loire, sir!" he replied. Then he shouted to the soldiers upstairs, "Hey guys! I got the president!"
The Esthar soldiers' eyes enlarged in dread. The Galbadian soldiers slaughtered them mercilessly. Then the Galbadian Army ordered the retreat and escaped safely with President Delta.
Back at Delta City, at the city hall, Senator Vinzer Deling was in his office awaiting a phone call. The telephone rang, and he instantly picked it up. "Deling here."
"Great news, Senator, sir! We rescued the president from Esthar!" a Galbadian general informed him excitedly.
It wasn't the person he had been hoping for. He groaned silently and feigned relief. "That's good to hear. Who was the soldier responsible for his safe rescue?" Deling inquired.
"…The soldier's name is Laguna Loire," the general replied.
"I have never heard of him. Who is he?" he asked.
"A private who just finished boot camp last week. Honestly, between you and me, sir, he's a bumbling idiot. Nearly blew the whole thing. It was only luck that we weren't killed and he saved him," the general said.
"Don't let word out about that, soldier. Give someone else the glory and praise. We don't want some silly soldier ruining our reputation," Deling stated. He was really more worried about his own reputation and his associates' than Galbadia's. He didn't care about that.
"Yes, sir!" the general responded.
"Thank you. That is all," Deling said and rudely hung up. He was furious.
The phone rang again and he answered it. "Deling here."
"Uhh…I have some…bad news, sir. The Galbadians took back Delta," a nervous voice told him.
"So I heard. I can't believe you let some moron get the better of you. You have disappointed me. I almost can't believe I started working with you in the first place," Deling said sternly.
"We're…sorry…sir," the man apologized.
"What did Delta say?" the senator questioned.
"He refused to talk, sir. However, we felt he was about to give in, but the Galbadians arrived. We didn't get any of the information you asked for," the man answered.
"Listen, I don't want to hear your excuses! You failed! I want the presidency! I want the power! Do whatever it takes! Kill him if you have to! Just do not fail me again. Are we clear?" Deling said greedily.
"Y-Yes, sir."
"Good. Now go get it done," he said and hung up.
Author's Notes: I know it's been a long time since I updated, and I'm sorry about that. I'll try to get this story updated more frequently. Anyway, let me know what you thought in a review.
The nervous green eyes of Laguna searched around frantically for the enemy as they traversed the underground of Fisherman's Horizon. He desperately wanted to talk and convey his fears to his new companions, but his superiors made it very clear that secrecy was of the utmost importance on the rescue mission.
There were about ten others with him. Laguna wondered if they all felt the same way as he did about this. He was very doubtful about their ability to save President Delta without a hitch or casualty. Of course, he was also afraid that he'd be that hitch or casualty. He couldn't believe what he'd gotten himself into and hoped he would get out alive.
Kiros and Ward appeared calm and collected, like the rest of the Galbadian soldiers, making Laguna feel like he wasn't even in the same league as these guys. He had little or no patience or control in these kinds of situations. He was amazed that he hadn't had a breakdown or screamed out loud by now.
Suddenly, everyone stopped and Laguna wondered what was going on. "We need to be especially quiet now. Someone might be waiting down here for us. Let's sneak by," the soldier in charge whispered.
Underneath Fisherman's Horizon were the docks, where the locals could keep their fishing boats. However, the vessels pulled up into this area were those of the Esthar Army. Their commander was wise to advise discretion in case any of their soldiers were around.
Now Laguna's nerves were even worse, and wasn't sure if he could contain himself much longer. Ward glanced over at him, and noticed his shaky disposition. He placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Laguna jumped, and then realized that it was only Ward. He smiled slightly, first in embarrassment, and then in appreciation.
They finally made it past the vessels and came to the end of the docks shortly after. Like there was a ladder at the beginning to allow them to come down, there was a ladder her that would allow them to ascend back up. The leader proceeded cautiously, rung by rung, and then peeked his head through the porthole.
He recognized the place as the mayor's house. He had never actually been inside of it, but he had seen it from the outside. The soldier had looked in the window while he was stationed there before the fighting had escalated.
He heard voices upstairs, and he presumed that they weren't any of his allies. He signaled for the others to come up quietly. Laguna was the last, and he tripped on the final rung. He dropped loudly onto the floor. The Galbadian soldiers around him assumed fighting stances, but no one came.
Kiros shook his head, getting the feeling that the guy didn't have it all together. He didn't seem cut out to be a soldier. Then he got an idea. Kiros resolved he would protect Laguna and train him better, since he felt he was already developing a friendship and attachment to him.
Laguna stood back up to his feet slowly, his pride badly damaged due to his clumsiness. He felt awful for nearly blowing their cover. He knew he would've been reprimanded if there had been time, but knew he would hear it later.
Since they apparently hadn't been heard, they decided to move upstairs and catch whoever was up there off guard. As Laguna started to follow, the commander halted him. "You're stayin' here, Loire. We can't have you messin' up our operation," he said harshly.
Laguna hung his head and they went on without him. Upstairs, they found several Esthar soldiers gathered around a man tied up in a chair. They seemed to be interrogating him. They could see that it was President Delta. He was a feeble old man with white hair, and a face covered with wrinkles. He had small brown eyes, which were filled with fear at the moment.
The Galbadian soldiers couldn't hear what was being said, but it really didn't matter. As they tried to creep up on the Esthar soldiers, Ward accidentally kicked a wrench that was lying on the floor. The group turned around sharply. "Galbadians!" one of them exclaimed.
Another quickly pulled up the president in front of him as a human shield. "You will let us go, or he dies," the soldier threatened.
He walked around him, keeping President Delta in his tight grip. As he descended the stairs backwards, Laguna saw them and his eyes widened. This was his big opportunity to redeem himself for earlier mistakes. He slowly approached the Esthar soldier from behind. "Good night," he said as he rammed his machine gun into his head.
He crumpled harmlessly to the floor, relinquishing his hold on the president. "Thank you, good soldier. What is your name?" Delta asked with a shaky voice.
"Laguna Loire, sir!" he replied. Then he shouted to the soldiers upstairs, "Hey guys! I got the president!"
The Esthar soldiers' eyes enlarged in dread. The Galbadian soldiers slaughtered them mercilessly. Then the Galbadian Army ordered the retreat and escaped safely with President Delta.
Back at Delta City, at the city hall, Senator Vinzer Deling was in his office awaiting a phone call. The telephone rang, and he instantly picked it up. "Deling here."
"Great news, Senator, sir! We rescued the president from Esthar!" a Galbadian general informed him excitedly.
It wasn't the person he had been hoping for. He groaned silently and feigned relief. "That's good to hear. Who was the soldier responsible for his safe rescue?" Deling inquired.
"…The soldier's name is Laguna Loire," the general replied.
"I have never heard of him. Who is he?" he asked.
"A private who just finished boot camp last week. Honestly, between you and me, sir, he's a bumbling idiot. Nearly blew the whole thing. It was only luck that we weren't killed and he saved him," the general said.
"Don't let word out about that, soldier. Give someone else the glory and praise. We don't want some silly soldier ruining our reputation," Deling stated. He was really more worried about his own reputation and his associates' than Galbadia's. He didn't care about that.
"Yes, sir!" the general responded.
"Thank you. That is all," Deling said and rudely hung up. He was furious.
The phone rang again and he answered it. "Deling here."
"Uhh…I have some…bad news, sir. The Galbadians took back Delta," a nervous voice told him.
"So I heard. I can't believe you let some moron get the better of you. You have disappointed me. I almost can't believe I started working with you in the first place," Deling said sternly.
"We're…sorry…sir," the man apologized.
"What did Delta say?" the senator questioned.
"He refused to talk, sir. However, we felt he was about to give in, but the Galbadians arrived. We didn't get any of the information you asked for," the man answered.
"Listen, I don't want to hear your excuses! You failed! I want the presidency! I want the power! Do whatever it takes! Kill him if you have to! Just do not fail me again. Are we clear?" Deling said greedily.
"Y-Yes, sir."
"Good. Now go get it done," he said and hung up.
Author's Notes: I know it's been a long time since I updated, and I'm sorry about that. I'll try to get this story updated more frequently. Anyway, let me know what you thought in a review.
