Advance Wars: Endgame
Chapter 8
By RocketDarkness
Nell mouthed his name, unable to believe it. Andy? The same Andy that double-crossed them so recently? Hesitantly, she called out his name. The noise coming from the adjacent cell stopped. Nell listened, tense and dreading what might come next.
"Yeah…it's me, Nell."
The voice hit Nell at her very core. It couldn't be Andy…not the Andy she remembered. Young, exuberant, and perhaps a bit naïve; this foreign voice was none of these. Her mental image of a younger image was shattered. She looked to the bars of her cell, hoping desperately that she might see his face. His hardened face stared back at her, a slight smile at the edge of his mouth. His clothes now fit him much more comfortably, with blue pants and a similar jacket to the one he originally wore. The Blue Moon emblem was patched onto the right sleeve, marking his alliance. Nell smiled, noticing his hair hadn't changed a bit. "Hello, Andy."
"You don't realize how much crap I had to go through to get you transferred to this detainment center…"
Her smile vanished. "What matter does it make where we're detained. We're still as good as dead."
"I'm sure you'd much rather be under Olaf's control again…"
"Point taken," she admitted. Andy unlocked her cell, and slid open the metal-barred door. He then reached into his back pocket, searching for something. After contorting his face into an expression of annoyance, he grinned and pulled out a sleek pistol. Bringing it around, he pointed the barrel at her. Nell stared down its barrel, holding her breath.
"Oops. Sorry." He turned the gun sideways. "Take it."
"What!?" Andy was simply offering her a gun, despite her POW status? There had to be a catch. Nevertheless, she took the gun firmly in her hands. He also handed her a small brown package.
"There's a camera outside this cell. However, I 'generously' gave the watchmen a short break. So hurry up and knock me out, and get yourself and Sami out of here."
"You want me to knock you out?"
"Hey, you want it to look believable or not? Face it, I still have to look out for myself, and being a traitor to two nations is not a good way to protect myself."
Nell hugged him tightly. "Thanks for everything. But before I go: why?"
"Nell, Max is crazy. Up in the Alara Mountains, he told me all about his plans. I mean….what was I supposed to say? 'No, Max, I don't agree with you. I'm going to go tell Sami, that way you need to kill me!' Unfortunately, I don't want to die. However, there wasn't any way to tell you. He was keeping damn good watch on me. So, I went along with him. But let me get this straight with you now: I am on your side. Never forget that."
"Thanks, Andy." She hugged him again, then rapped him on the skull with the butt of her gun. Opening the package, she found a skeleton key, along with a few maps and rounds for the gun.
--
Sami awoke who knows how long after. She found herself on top of a small cot. Propping herself up on her elbow, she found Nell looking out a small window.
"Hey…where are we?'
Her voice startled Nell, causing her to jump before she realized who it was. "You scared me, Sami. Don't do that."
"Where are we? Did I just dream of being captured?"
"No, unfortunately you didn't. Andy is on our side, Sami. He's why we're not dead yet."
"I figured as much when he came in with a cute little nurse apron on and tried to fix me up."
Nell laughed. "Well, at least we have a contact. This could help us lots when we need inside data."
"Where are we?"
"We're in a small room somewhere inside a ransacked Orange Star city. Didn't bother to check the sign, I just wanted to find some place to lie low for a bit."
Sami twisted around, then put her feet on the ground and sighed. "God, I feel like crap." Every section of her body ached in one way or another. "How long have we been here?"
Nell looked at her watch, then responded. "A few hours. We should be moving, now that you're awake again." Nell tossed Sami an extra pistol. "S'no automatic, but it'll do for now."
--
"ANDY! WHERE ARE YOU?" Max roared angrily. He waited for that annoying little voice to answer him, but it was in vain. "ANDY!" He scowled and went into the prison section of the compound. There he found the young boy breathing restlessly, a small bump swelling on the side of his head. The jail cells were empty. Max cursed under his breath, then roughly lifted him by his arms and shook him until his eyes began to open slowly.
"Ow…did she really have to—oh, hi Max!"
"What happened? It seems our VIPs have escaped," Max said coolly.
"Yeah…sorry?"
Max sighed, carefully repressing his growing rage. After quickly contemplating whether he could rip both of Andy's arms off at once, he put him down and stepped back. Max had realized how much it sucked to abandon Nell after he had just come so close to seeing her again. "I need a hug," he said to himself, ensuring that Andy did not hear. He did not need a hug from Andy. Nevertheless, something didn't feel right about this escape. Max decided he would put his finger on the problem later.
--
A/N: Whaaaaaaaaaat? What's this!? Yeah, I thought it was dead too. And then I went and bought AW2 and got addicted again. So hopefully I'll be able to churn out at least a few more chapters at the very least, before I end up losing interest again. Of course, I'd probably get back into it when they inevitably release another Wars game. It's a vicious cycle, isn't it?
Chapter 8
By RocketDarkness
Nell mouthed his name, unable to believe it. Andy? The same Andy that double-crossed them so recently? Hesitantly, she called out his name. The noise coming from the adjacent cell stopped. Nell listened, tense and dreading what might come next.
"Yeah…it's me, Nell."
The voice hit Nell at her very core. It couldn't be Andy…not the Andy she remembered. Young, exuberant, and perhaps a bit naïve; this foreign voice was none of these. Her mental image of a younger image was shattered. She looked to the bars of her cell, hoping desperately that she might see his face. His hardened face stared back at her, a slight smile at the edge of his mouth. His clothes now fit him much more comfortably, with blue pants and a similar jacket to the one he originally wore. The Blue Moon emblem was patched onto the right sleeve, marking his alliance. Nell smiled, noticing his hair hadn't changed a bit. "Hello, Andy."
"You don't realize how much crap I had to go through to get you transferred to this detainment center…"
Her smile vanished. "What matter does it make where we're detained. We're still as good as dead."
"I'm sure you'd much rather be under Olaf's control again…"
"Point taken," she admitted. Andy unlocked her cell, and slid open the metal-barred door. He then reached into his back pocket, searching for something. After contorting his face into an expression of annoyance, he grinned and pulled out a sleek pistol. Bringing it around, he pointed the barrel at her. Nell stared down its barrel, holding her breath.
"Oops. Sorry." He turned the gun sideways. "Take it."
"What!?" Andy was simply offering her a gun, despite her POW status? There had to be a catch. Nevertheless, she took the gun firmly in her hands. He also handed her a small brown package.
"There's a camera outside this cell. However, I 'generously' gave the watchmen a short break. So hurry up and knock me out, and get yourself and Sami out of here."
"You want me to knock you out?"
"Hey, you want it to look believable or not? Face it, I still have to look out for myself, and being a traitor to two nations is not a good way to protect myself."
Nell hugged him tightly. "Thanks for everything. But before I go: why?"
"Nell, Max is crazy. Up in the Alara Mountains, he told me all about his plans. I mean….what was I supposed to say? 'No, Max, I don't agree with you. I'm going to go tell Sami, that way you need to kill me!' Unfortunately, I don't want to die. However, there wasn't any way to tell you. He was keeping damn good watch on me. So, I went along with him. But let me get this straight with you now: I am on your side. Never forget that."
"Thanks, Andy." She hugged him again, then rapped him on the skull with the butt of her gun. Opening the package, she found a skeleton key, along with a few maps and rounds for the gun.
--
Sami awoke who knows how long after. She found herself on top of a small cot. Propping herself up on her elbow, she found Nell looking out a small window.
"Hey…where are we?'
Her voice startled Nell, causing her to jump before she realized who it was. "You scared me, Sami. Don't do that."
"Where are we? Did I just dream of being captured?"
"No, unfortunately you didn't. Andy is on our side, Sami. He's why we're not dead yet."
"I figured as much when he came in with a cute little nurse apron on and tried to fix me up."
Nell laughed. "Well, at least we have a contact. This could help us lots when we need inside data."
"Where are we?"
"We're in a small room somewhere inside a ransacked Orange Star city. Didn't bother to check the sign, I just wanted to find some place to lie low for a bit."
Sami twisted around, then put her feet on the ground and sighed. "God, I feel like crap." Every section of her body ached in one way or another. "How long have we been here?"
Nell looked at her watch, then responded. "A few hours. We should be moving, now that you're awake again." Nell tossed Sami an extra pistol. "S'no automatic, but it'll do for now."
--
"ANDY! WHERE ARE YOU?" Max roared angrily. He waited for that annoying little voice to answer him, but it was in vain. "ANDY!" He scowled and went into the prison section of the compound. There he found the young boy breathing restlessly, a small bump swelling on the side of his head. The jail cells were empty. Max cursed under his breath, then roughly lifted him by his arms and shook him until his eyes began to open slowly.
"Ow…did she really have to—oh, hi Max!"
"What happened? It seems our VIPs have escaped," Max said coolly.
"Yeah…sorry?"
Max sighed, carefully repressing his growing rage. After quickly contemplating whether he could rip both of Andy's arms off at once, he put him down and stepped back. Max had realized how much it sucked to abandon Nell after he had just come so close to seeing her again. "I need a hug," he said to himself, ensuring that Andy did not hear. He did not need a hug from Andy. Nevertheless, something didn't feel right about this escape. Max decided he would put his finger on the problem later.
--
A/N: Whaaaaaaaaaat? What's this!? Yeah, I thought it was dead too. And then I went and bought AW2 and got addicted again. So hopefully I'll be able to churn out at least a few more chapters at the very least, before I end up losing interest again. Of course, I'd probably get back into it when they inevitably release another Wars game. It's a vicious cycle, isn't it?
