Love Struck Delusion
Chapter 8 - Shall Be Seen As Faith
Raptor's POV, Pakistan international.
Everything beyond my soul was set on this task. One simple task I forgot how to carry out twelve years ago when the war ended.
How to kill someone.
I know my feelings. I know my family depends on me, but this is for their future and for the best of what is right for the Middle East. Everyone had already given up hope. They put down their weapons and had already set up for the fucking of a lifetime from G.U.N.
Shadow didn't go to the grave for this. He wouldn't want this. He risked his life and it caught up to him in the end, but before he died he made everything right. He gave back the one thing the world lost when G.U.N took control. Our freedom.
Now in a few days everything so many people fought and died for would be lost to a stroke of a pen by some suit wearing clown who didn't know the first thing about expressing the truth. And I'll be damned if I let that happen.
This is my country, my home, and family I'm doing this for. I sacrificed too much to let it all go away so easy. General Hannon and Archer and all the rebellion soldiers may be okay with letting this happen, but I'm not. This war starts now, and I'll be sure G.U.N gets the message.
With my M9 clutched in my right hand, I looked to the airport entrance to see a G.U.N truck that had been stationed for the pickup of the dignitary for over two hours. It was closing in on ten thirty, and I could tell the soldiers guarding the truck were getting ready to move. He had to be here.
As I remained in the parking lot no more than fifty feet from the truck, I looked out my window to see a jet coming from the west. It had to be him.
Slowly reaching back into my backseat, I took hold of a small cardboard box I had placed and brought it up onto my lap.
Gently taking off the top I reached inside to pick up the memory.
A straight cut bandana. Brown, with some old blood stains pressed along its surface. This use to be Shadow's.
Under the cloth was a very cold piece of past. In speed I reached for it and stopped as my fingers entered its trigger guard.
My eyes shut as I could still feel the warmth of my commander holding it between his dead fingers.
Letting my M9 rest back in the seat next to me, I pulled up the gun to see what had been scratched in the side of the receiver.
"Maria."
Letting my feelings go and glancing back up at the entrance, I glared straight to find my target making his way out of the airport with three guard at his side. Two from the truck that awaited him and one decorated officer.
The target was a large white human male. Dressed in a full black suit and lined with a nice pair of wingtips.
I watched as he got in his truck, and as the soldiers got in behind; I rested the M1911 back down in between my legs and pulled my car forward.
Quickly the truck made its way off into the city and I was sure to stay back as they made their turns.
I had only one chance at this. If I was too slow they would go to the capital and that's too much for me to get in to. I had to make them stop and get out somehow.
As I looked for a way, I noticed they were pulling over into a coffee shop. Bad habits for a G.U.N big shot to do this late at night, but I guess he was looking for some way to stay up and rehearse.
Pulling up across the street, I peered through my passenger window to see the soldiers had followed him inside.
Now was my chance.
Quickly stepping out of my car, I made my way across the street and towards their hood.
Looking back at the shop to make sure they were occupied, I saw they were all getting coffee and quickly refocused back on my task.
Lifting up the hood, I reached down for the battery to pull out one of the connecting plugs. In speed, I tore out the cord and looked back to see them coming for the exit to the shop.
Immediately I shut the hood and made my way back to my car just in time for them to leave the store.
Throwing the cord down next to my M9 in the passenger seat, I looked back at the truck to see getting in.
As they attempted to start it up, I pulled off down the street and made a right.
Quickly going around the block and back to the shop, I pulled alongside the truck to ask in a concerned tone.
"You guys need help!?"
One of the soldiers was already at the hood and as I got my car to a stop he replied.
"Yeah, thank you sir! Our battery seems to be dead! Can you lend a hand!?"
Gently stepping out of my car with the M1911 under my jacket, I replied to the soldier.
"I have a pair of jumper cables in the trunk! I'll be more than happy to lend a hand to some fellow soldiers."
The dignitary remained in the backseat with the officer next to his left, and as I got my cords out from my trunk I asked.
"Heading to the capital?! I heard theirs a big speech coming up!"
The soldiers nodded as I got between them.
"In the morning, yeah. Our good friend Jack Hansen here will be giving the speech and signing off on the new treaty tomorrow morning."
Tightly letting the cable clamp onto the battery, I looked to one of the soldiers to reply.
"Oh I can't thank you enough for what you're doing here. Ever since the rebellion took over twelve years back life has been hell for all of us. I honestly can't wait for G.U.N to be back here for good."
The soldiers smiled as I heard from the front of the car.
"You won't have to wait any longer my good man! Come tomorrow all those scum will be a thing of the past!"
Looking to the side of the hood, I smiled towards the man and asked the soldier next to my right.
"Can you connect these over onto my car?"
Taking the other end of the cables he replied.
"Not a problem sir. We can't thank you enough that you came along on such a late night."
Letting a smile pass my lips I asked the other soldier to my left.
"How about you start up the car and let's see if this works?"
Giving me a nod, I watched as he passed his friend who just managed to get my hood up, and as he went to start the car I reached under my jacket to take hold of the gun.
Letting it rest behind my back, I smiled to see the sparks fly and the lights come on from truck revving up.
As the smiled hit the soldiers, I looked to my front to see the one turn and say in happiness.
"Thank you for all your help! We can't...?"
As fast as I could blink, I raised the gun to his head to pull down on the trigger.
"BANG!"
Blood splashed my hood as the men in the car went for their guns.
Before the driver could rise however I managed to aim at him and fire off two round into the car's windshield.
"BANG! BANG!"
Both round hit his head and in just as much effort I aimed slightly to the left to see the officer with his gun up.
"BANG!"
My round was too fast and I made my way for the dignitary as the officer powered his bullet sized head into the front seat.
In force I opened the door and ordered.
"Get out!"
The man was scared beyond belief. Not something easily pushed aside from a man who has never seen a gun in his life.
As tears rolled down his face from the violence and the reality of the situation he was now in, I stated.
"You should have stayed home."
The man stared right into my eyes as I squeezed the trigger.
"BANG!"
The back of his fat head opened up like a cherry and I followed him down till he slammed along the pavement.
His corpse slowly filled around with blood and in reaction to my choice, I made my way back to my car not soon after retaking my cables from the hood of the truck.
Putting back down my hood and tossing the cables back in the trunk, I got back in my driver's seat and made my way down the road.
Sirens could now be heard coming from the capital and the surrounding streets as I made my exit for the border.
Minutes went by as I still held the gun in my right hand. Its cold steel filled my body with horror as I re-stained the blood back on its barrel.
Gently letting it fall back into the box next to me, I managed to shut it out and refocus on the road ahead.
Iraq was a good three hour drive, but it would give me time to think.
Think about what I had just done.
I promised Shadow I would leave that life, but in the end my mind knew what had to be done. And in a way I think he would have done the same thing. Maybe it was for the best I did this. Maybe now people will see the truth. Shadow may be dead, but the rebellion and our will to fight didn't die with him. Not today and not ever will we be kicked down again. I know I just killed one high ranking man in G.U.N's military and may have just started a war, but it had to be done. I don't regret that, and never will. The question now remains...what will happen next?
Three hours later, Iraq.
As I pulled into my driveway I found all the lights off and my mind at ease.
It felt good to be back, but I didn't know if I should sleep. Or if I could even try to sleep.
Blood still stained my jacket and the hood of my car, but as I got out I looked to the front of the car, I saw it was only but a few faint lines.
Gently taking off my coat. I ran the clean side of it along the blood strokes to smile as they went away.
After a few more laps, I now held a completely ruined jacket.
In reaction I went to my trash can that waited for pickup in the morning and tossed it in with the rest of the garbage
Washing myself clean of the evidence, I made my way inside and up to my room to find Alicia asleep in bed.
I let a small smile pass under my lips as I got off my shirt.
Letting it fall into our hamper, I got to my cell that rested in my pants.
It was two o'clock in the morning and I had a feeling I wasn't going to hear the last of what I had done.
Letting my pants going with my shirt, I got under the covers to my bed and attempted to shut my eyes to all I had seen tonight.
As I remained within a foot of my wife, I began to notice something was wrong.
Lifting up the covers, I widened my eyes to see my hand was shaking.
Roughly taking a hold of it, I squeezed it into the bed and looked back to see Alicia turning over my way.
Slowly her arms wrapped around my body and very slowly my hand managed to stop shaking before she could notice.
With nothing but confusion and death on my mind, I shut my eyes to her body curling up next to me and managed to finally fall asleep.
I'll have more chapters on as soon as I can. Please stay tuned. I also have a new story I will be working on while Love Struck Delusion is on as well. So look forward for that. Please review.
mT Shadow