From: FreelancebtlScho1.if

To: hegemonagentwikelAssault.heg

Subject: Brother?

You're sending my brother? Okay but I'm telling you that this boy will not get into the team. He's too young to late.

-Eart

Will woke early. The room was totally dark except for a slight glow from the alarm clock. Will felt his way to the bathroom and he relieved himself. The clock was blinking so he had no idea what time it was. He walked back to his bed and stumbled onto some clothes. They were hard and they felt like a suit. "Must be Lt. Eart's," thought Will. Will got back in bed and lay there for what seemed like forever.

Suddenly from the other side of the room Will heard a slight noise. It was like mumbling. At first Will didn't know what it was but when he listened closer he could tell it was Lt. Eart speaking in his sleep. Will listened to see if he could hear something interesting.

"No, buggers. Uh, not allowed, he's not better," Will heard Lt. Eart say. "I know. He's better. No. Not better. Uh, what?" Lt. Eart continued to babble but nothing else of slight interest to Will came out of his mouth. "What did he mean by 'he's not better' it didn't seem right. Who wasn't better? Did it really matter?" Will fell asleep to the thought.

Will woke in a couch at his home. He couldn't smell anything, no bacon no pancakes. Will got off the couch and walked out into the hall. The hall was redecorated. It was decorated with pink with little trains running along the walls. The design led straight into his room and didn't come out. Will walked in to see his mom and dad standing in the corner. "Mommy, Daddy!" will yelled out he began to run towards them but they didn't turn around. He stopped and looked at them. They were hovering in the corner over something. Will saw a crib. It was a baby they were hovering over a baby. Will got closer and looked over the side of the crib. The baby had a wrist tag. Will looked at it and on the tag was written, "Wil.," It was him. Will was looking at himself when he was born. Will listened to his parents as the hovered over him.

"Who's my little genius?" Mrs. Sears asked. Little Will giggled. "That's right you are." Big Will began to cry. He missed his mom and that comment. He had left her. Why'd he have to be a genius? Big Will walked out of the room and entered the kitchen. His parents walked out of the room and shut the door. Will watched as they danced around the room, waltzing and twirling. They were so happy together. The song "Fly me to the moon" was playing. Will sat down the music soothed him and he wasn't so sad. Will walked into the kitchen where his parents were dancing and he watched them twirl in the elegant dance. They were so happy together. His father looked so much younger and his mother looked so much prettier. They were young lovers and they looked like they could never be taken apart.

"Let's get married," said Mrs. Sears. What! They weren't married. How could they not be married? They had Will. Will was the son of a perfect family. They had always been married ever since Will was born.

"NO!" yelled Will. He ran up and began to punch his father. His father didn't seem to notice the punches and Will continued to scream. Finally his dad turned to him.

"Will...Will... Willl!"

"Will!" Lt. Eart yelled shaking Will. Will woke up with a start.

"Huh? What. What's going on?" Will asked as he came out of his daze of sleep.

"You were having a nightmare." Lt. Eart explained. "I didn't know what was wrong at first but you were screaming. What were you dreaming about?"

Will thought about it. He couldn't remember. "Nothing, Nothing. It doesn't matter."

"Okay." Lt. Eart looked at is watch and yelped, "We're going to be late. Come on!" Lt. Eart grabbed his clothes off the dresser and picked up some off the floor, which he tossed to Will. "Put those on. Quick." Will was surprised to feel the military uniform again. It was his. Will ran into the bathroom and was putting on the suit when Lt. Eart busted in. "C'mon lets go!" Lt. Eart pulled Will out of the bathroom while he had only the legs in the uniform. Will felt uncomfortable running through the terminal of the airport half-naked. He got the rest of the suit on and ran with Lt. Eart. Will felt naked underneath the uniform. The two arrived at the door to see another IF officer.

"Hello, Sir." Lt. Eart stood at attention and saluted. The man saluted back.

"At ease soldier," the man said. He turned towards Will, "Is this him?"

"Yes, Sir. Will Sears this is Capt. Blanco. Capt this is Will Sears," said Lt. Eart as he introduced them.

"Hello," said Will. He walked up and stuck out his hand as his mom had always told him to do. The man took it and shook his hand. Will felt the calloused fingers wrap around his soft pink flesh.

"Pleasure to meet you." Capt. Blanco turned to Lt. Eart and said, "Lets get movin'." The two soldiers turned and walked out the door. Will tagged behind and listened as they spoke.

"So what happened?" asked Capt. Blanco.

"What, with Will?" questioned Lt. Eart.

"Of course with Will who else?"

"Well, I don't know maybe you wanted to hear about me, eh?"

"Oh God, please don't tell me your talking like them now too."

"What, oh no. I was just well, you know."

"No I don't, tell me."

"Well It's nothing just something that slipped out."

"All right, so what about Will?"

"Oh right. Well he had a nightmare."

"Really did he tell you anything about it?"

"No I woke him up. He was screaming."

"Okay anything else?"

"Well he said, 'married?'"

"Interesting, you did a good job Lieutenant. A very good job."

Will listened to the conversation ahead of him come to a close. Capt. Blanco whistled and a black limo arrived. "C'mon Will get in," Capt. Blanco called back. He tapped the seat. Will got up into the car and sat on the comfortable leather seats. Inside was a booster seat on one side of the leather filled car.

"Hop up." Capt Blanco pointed to the booster seat.

"I'm old enough to sit in the normal seat now. My dad said so," replied Will.

"Son, your daddy did not major in Anatomy. I know that you need to be in that booster seat."

"My Dad did major in anatomy," Will said. This Capt. Blanco didn't know much about Will and his family.

"Okay well I don't care get in that booster seat," Capt Blanco seemed to be getting annoyed with Will.

"For the sake of your veins I'll get in the seat." It was true. Capt. Blanco's head was throbbing. The veins in it were pushed out against the skin and a red purple flush was coming to his head. As soon as Will buckled himself into the booster seat Capt. Blanco returned to normal.

"Good, but I don't want to hear that smart mouth again. Do you understand me?"

"Sure,." Will looked out of the window and into the airport. It was filled with people. Not one person in there knew Will. They didn't care that he was leaving his family. They didn't care about Will at all. As of now the only people who came even close to caring about Will were Lt. Eart and Capt. Blanco. Will didn't want them to be it though. Will wished he were home with his mom and his dad swimming on his sixth birthday.

The limo took off and Will didn't feel the bumping of the car like he had when they were heading to Go-Go Karts, instead he felt confined and squished. He didn't feel free. He felt like someone who was strapped to a log in a river. The river was picking up speed and Will knew there was a waterfall ahead. What Will didn't know was whether he would survive.