Author's Note-Yeah, I know it's short.
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Flashback. Pearl Harbor, December 5, 1941. Lieutenant Charley Street walked past the battleships as he headed for the nurses' station.
He walked in to be greeted by warm smiles.
"Hello ladies. It makes my heart glad to see such beautiful women who will nurse me back to health if I should become injured," he told them.
A few blushed, others giggled as he smiled at them. Suddenly, he felt another Immortal nearby and a familiar figure walked into the room.
"If it isn't my dear friend Ella," he snickered as he walked up to her.
"Charley, nice to see you here. What do you want now?" she coldly replied.
"I want to know why such a pretty woman like you is doing here Ella," he told her.
"Stop calling me that. The name's Sarah," the young woman told him as she walked by him.
"Alright...Sarah," he sighed.
He leaned closer to her face.
"I will get you this time Sarah. Scott will not and cannot save you this time," he whispered.
They had wandered out back, away from the view of the others. They faced each other, swords in hand. Charley appeared to be very angry.
"I want that information now before I take you with force and your head," he said.
They suddenly felt the presence of another Immortal and they looked around. They looked down the street. Sarah smiled at who it was while Charley growled.
TBC...
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Flashback. Pearl Harbor, December 5, 1941. Lieutenant Charley Street walked past the battleships as he headed for the nurses' station.
He walked in to be greeted by warm smiles.
"Hello ladies. It makes my heart glad to see such beautiful women who will nurse me back to health if I should become injured," he told them.
A few blushed, others giggled as he smiled at them. Suddenly, he felt another Immortal nearby and a familiar figure walked into the room.
"If it isn't my dear friend Ella," he snickered as he walked up to her.
"Charley, nice to see you here. What do you want now?" she coldly replied.
"I want to know why such a pretty woman like you is doing here Ella," he told her.
"Stop calling me that. The name's Sarah," the young woman told him as she walked by him.
"Alright...Sarah," he sighed.
He leaned closer to her face.
"I will get you this time Sarah. Scott will not and cannot save you this time," he whispered.
They had wandered out back, away from the view of the others. They faced each other, swords in hand. Charley appeared to be very angry.
"I want that information now before I take you with force and your head," he said.
They suddenly felt the presence of another Immortal and they looked around. They looked down the street. Sarah smiled at who it was while Charley growled.
TBC...