My second entry into the Creativity Challenge (Third Challenge). The rules stated by Panzerare as follows:
Listen to this song: (Lux Aeterna by Clint Mansell)
After listening to the song, write anything you feel about the song. It can be a poem, a play, or a one-shot/short story. Rules are:
1. At least an OC present (Let's see some OC into action, ne?)
2. A crossover with another anime/manga, movie, or video game must be included
3. A limit of 6 characters
4. Setting must take place in world's uncharted areas (plains of Africa, Jungles of Vietnam, etc.)
5. Character death must be present (limit to 3)
Last Request
The humidity of the vast stretches of sand caused the air to distort as the sun hung overhead. Mirages, they were called. This god-forsaken land wasn't the best place to be caught in. Unfortunately, for two people, they didn't have much of a choice.
A group of terrorists had fled from Italy, and the pair, a fratello, as they were called by the group they worked for, was sent in to find and exterminate them. Progress was slow.
"Brother," the girl questioned, gazing over to the man she was travelling with, "didn't Intel say that the men were supposed to be here?" Here was referring to a bunker that had long been abandoned. The walls were falling down in some places and a layer of sand coated the floors. It was Hell on Earth.
"Yeah Adrie," the man named Antonio replied. "This was it. But it looks like they're gone now." The man sighed as they worked their way through the bunker. "Another wild goose chase."
It happened so suddenly. A group of armed men appeared from various doorways and around various corners. "Hah, and I thought the Social Welfare Agency was supposed to be ready for anything," the man in charge laughed. "Put your guns down and no one will get hurt."
Antonio frowned. "Do as he says Adrianna." He placed his own rifle on the ground.
Adrianna nodded, placing her Beretta AR70/90 on the ground in front of her.
The man growled. "You think I'm a fool? I know you have another weapon on you." Adrianna's handler nodded to her and she placed her MK23 next to the Beretta. "Kick them over. Don't try anything funny." Both of them did as they were told.
The leader of the terrorists started laughing maniacally. "You fools. This was easier then shooting fish in a barrel." He raised his pistol and pointed it at Antonio.
As the man pulled the trigger, Adrianna pushed her handler aside, the bullet hitting his shoulder. He tumbled to the ground as Adrianna threw a punch into a nearby terrorist's gut. The gun tumbled out of his hands and into hers.
In just a few seconds, the ambush had turned into chaos. Bullets were flying every direction, terrorists taking out their comrades in arms in an attempt to shoot the little girl as she dashed around the corridor, shooting anyone who moved.
Adrianna borrowed another AK from a dead terrorist as she continued her rampage. Soon enough, the terrorists were all dead. She slumped up against a wall in the corridor, her vision blurring. She hadn't made it out unscathed. "Bro-brother," she coughed.
He rushed over to her. "Don't talk. I'm here." He looked at the multiple bullet wounds she had received. Talking into his radio, he informed the Agency of the turn of events. "Adrianna is down. Send help immediately. It was an ambush."
Adrianna closed her eyes. "Are, are you safe?" she asked, worry evident in her voice.
Antonio nodded. "Yeah." It was a miracle. Every shot, with the exception of the first one, had missed him.
A smile appeared on her face. "Good." She started to cough again, this time, coughing up blood. She didn't even bother to wipe it up, not that she had the strength to. "Promise me... Promise me you will be happy."
"Wait. Hang in there. Help is almost here. You'll be fine Adrie."
She shook her head. "Don't worry. Everyone dies. It's just my time." She opened her eyes and looked into her handler's own eyes. "Just be happy." She looked behind her handler. "I'm coming."
Antonio turned around, not seeing anything. "What...?"
Adrianna stared ahead. "That woman, don't you see her?"
The woman stood patiently, her blue colored armor reflecting the light that was coming through the open parts of the ceiling. A sword was attached to her waist and she held her blue helm in her hands allowing her long silver hair to flow in the breeze. "Rest easy young one. Your trials are over for now."
Adrianna nodded and closed her eyes. "Goodbye... Brother." Her ragged breaths slowly came to a stop and she drifted off into the great beyond.
Tears came to Antonio's eyes. He hung his head low. "Goodbye Adrie," he whispered, a singular, pure white feather falling to a rest next to him. "Goodbye."
