Hold on to me love
You know I can't stay long
All I wanted to say was I love you and
I'm not afraid
Can you hear me?
Can you feel me in your arms?
Holding my last breath
Safe inside myself
Are all my thoughts of you
Sweet rapture light it ends here tonight
I'll miss the winter
A world of fragile things
Look for me in the white forest
Hiding in a hollow tree (come find me)
I know you hear me
I can taste it in your tears
Holding my last breath
Safe inside myself
Are all my thoughts of you
Sweet rapture light it ends here tonight
Closing your eyes to disappear
You pray your dreams will leave you here
But still you wake and know the truth
No one's there
Say goodnight
Don't be afraid
Calling me calling me as you fade to black
Evanescence- "Holding My Last Breath"
Wagner sucked his breath in sharply as he pulled the tourniquet on his leg tighter. The wound was gaping and Wagner wished there was a better way to bind it. But this would have to do; there was no time for intricate bandaging techniques. After he was done he started to suit up, pulling his familiar air force fatigues over his simple black boxer shorts. He absent mindedly scratched at his beard again before he heard Guile's voice as he entered the room.
"You really should shave that son."
"Yeah I know my Staff Sergeant would kill me if he saw it."
Wagner watched in silence as Guile painstakingly removed his t-shirt to reveal a blood stained bandage wrapped around his torso.
"Guile, you're bleeding!"
"I probably just popped a stitch or two."
Wagner walked over to him and helped him tighten his bandage. Guile spoke softly to him.
"You know that this is a big deal right?"
"Of course."
"I have to do this Wagner. I have to warn you to make sure you'll be okay."
"What are you talking about?"
"Cammy."
"What about her?"
"You never saw her when she was under Shadowlaw's control."
Wagner raised his voice a little as he shrugged his shoulders.
"What does that matter? Where are you going with this?"
"If I know anything, I know Bison and how his mind works. He never forgets a thing; he'll never forget all Cammy's successful assassinations."
"So be prepared to help her, no problem. I don't see that as a big deal, hell that's why we're going."
"No Wagner, be prepared to fight her."
"Fight?! Cammy?! Guile you're making no sense."
"I know it doesn't make sense, but it's more than likely going to be what we have to deal with."
"Cammy wouldn't hurt us."
"No, Cammy wouldn't, but the drone they turn her into would. Her father nearly killed me and she nearly killed Ken last time she was under their control. She doesn't know who she is when she's like that."
Wagner's eyes were wide as the realization set in. He spoke softly now.
"I get it Guile."
"I know it's not an easy concept to grasp, I just wanted you to be prepared for anything."
"I hope it's an unnecessary preparation."
"Me too."
Just then Colonel Wolfman entered the room. He spoke.
"We're bout ready to go. Let me explain how all this is going to happen again for Wagner."
Wagner nodded, ready for anything.
"We're parachuting in. While we're on the ground, making our way in, there's a sort of distraction in the form of an air raid. We're responsible for ourselves here. With the help of your drawings I made sure that our guys won't be bombing in the area where we'll be located, but then again you never know, so be ready for anything. Once inside we find young Cammy as quickly as possible and then get her out."
Wagner questioned.
"How is all this possible?
Guile answered him.
"MI-6, especially Colonel Wolfman's unit, has more, let's say, freedom, to take more drastic measures."
Colonel Wolfman countered.
"We get things done."
"I'm not arguing that point."
Wagner broke in.
"Okay, okay. I got it. Let's just get this done and get home, but one more thing."
Colonel Wolfman answered.
"Yeah?"
"Bison."
Colonel Wolfman tightened his jaw.
"We leave him be for now."
Luwanda's voice rose from the door.
"Gentlemen it's time to go."
The three men nodded and rose together.
--
Cammy waited for what seemed like forever. So many things went through her mind. She thought of her mother, father, Wagner, Guile, Melissa, Jane, Julian, even Ken. All the people in her life she cared about. All the people she had ever cared about. She could count them on her fingers, but that wasn't the point. The point was she loved them. Cammy cried softly, wanting to die rather than serve Bison again. She couldn't stand to take anymore life than she already had.
Doctors came back and forth between her and computers, constantly checking her vital signs. A younger doctor came and checked her for a third time. He made a small sound of approval and walked over to a phone. She heard his soft voice speak.
"She's almost ready. Twenty more minutes tops, just to be sure."
Twenty minutes, twenty minutes of Cammy White left. She wanted to scream. Make some kind of noise, fight, something. Before she was about to scream for the hell of it, just to make it hard on them, a loud boom echoed through the room, shaking the foundation of what felt like the entire building. Minutes passed and Cammy felt several more explosions. The doctors ran about frantically, trying to no avail to use the phone. The door to the room burst open and Bison rushed in followed by Vega. Bison yelled.
"You are not going to do this. I'm not going to fall again because of you! You serve me!"
He grabbed her face roughly and turned it sideways as he yelled at the doctors.
"Hook her up now!"
One stammered.
"But the drugs might interfere."
"I don't care about might, just hook her up now!"
The doctor nodded and began frantically pulling the correct equipment out as more explosions rang out around them. Vega, who now stood behind her, whispered.
"They are too late. In fact they are just in time for you to kill them."
She screamed.
"NO!"
Struggling against Bison's rock hard grip she yelled again.
"No, no, no!"
Bison yelled.
"Shut up you fool!"
The doctor scurried over and had the I.V. needle ready. She continued to struggle as he inserted the needle. It cut through her skin roughly and she felt blood seep down her temple. Bison twisted her neck viciously, exposing her other temple as the doctor did the same with that one. Again she could feel the blood run own her temple. Cammy yelled again as the pushed with all her strength against her bindings.
"No, no, nooo! I won't let you! I can't!"
Bison spoke.
"Begin now."
Tears that were squeezed from her eyes mingled with the blood, running into her hair and on the table. Vega reveled in her pain as he spoke with rapture.
"You are mine."
"I won't, I won't let you have—"
Cammy's voice was cut off when she felt the pain of the familiar burning chemical enter her veins. Her entire body tightened to endure the pain and her mind screamed. Hold on, hold on, don't let go! Hold on for God's sake.