[A/N]
Looks like I am still alive and kicking. Man it was a pain to rewrite the chapter to some the extent that was finally okay with it. I wonder what Watari-Watari would have said if he saw this fanfic.
Probably would have said 'Thank You for writing this fanfic now please die' and aim a 9mm at my head and pull the trigger or maybe throw a Molotov at my head.
Oi don't throw Max coffee on me Eight.
Hey please put the gun down and read the rest of the chapter.
No ….no….nonono…..
Every thing was absolute black.
When I opened my eyes I was currently lying on my back with me facing the burning ruin of the helicopter or rather what was left of it. The pilot was sitting with his head down in the burning cockpit dead no doubt the ,copilot was already burning. The heli had crashed in a small playground , there were no civilians nearby strangely , I looked to my left and saw the MG gunner propped against one of slides.
I tried to get up but I couldn't feel my feet ,then I felt losing control over my body an my vision started to blur.
Is this my end?
Let's guess what is going to happen.
A legal military funeral in Chiba if I am lucky or in some unknown cemetery somewhere that is forever England with the rest of my guys Nobody from my country will come to my funeral let alone anyone I know this is the fate of a Fallen Probably a few politicians will come round to make their image look clear from their dirty masks we are nothing more than shoe shiner to them.
Why do we soldiers fight?
To protect?
Why do we have to kill someone for the sake of peace under orders and looked down upon as killers ?
Why do we have to protect those loudmouth politicians who do not care about anyone but themselves and make us look guilty for their mistakes. I still remember meeting a certain politician's wife at home along with her daughter. Expensive Persian rugs covered the polished mahogany floor, while paintings lined the walls and fresh flowers and exotic plants sprang from the China vases, giving the corridor the sweet smell of summer.
They think they are above everyone else because they have expect others to do heir dirty work for them. When we were stuck in a barracks in the flea ridden hellhole of Al-Amarah and Beirut or the Ural Mountain as peacekeepers we were being used as target practice by the enemy the rich hadn't given a shit about us.
I remember a veteran's story. He'd come back from the war having given 10 years to his county having lost friends to IEDs and sniper fire having survived the bloodshed an the murderous heat what had they or the politicians or any other basterd done for him?
NOTHING
There had been no jobs above minimum wage. There had been no occupational training, even though it wad promised to every soldier leaving the army and because he was single and not a asylum seeker or a teenage mother he was put at the bottom of the housing list.
Guy ended up sectioned after trying to kill a man committing rape.
Yes it is true nobody listened to him and everyone turned a blind eye to everything he did for his country. He escaped and joined ISIS.
Huh so this is my end … pretty sure Hayama will piss on my grave if my body gets shipped back to Japan and nobody will put a incense on my grave let alone my family after all they did disowned me .
Shit man shit, looks like this is the end for me as every thing went black.
We were walking in silence. The whole atmosphere was looking like a cliché anime or manga scene a boy an a girl walking together …well more like she was leading and I was following may….no this more looks like a queen with her servant….did I just compare her with a queen. No stay steadfast Hachiman you cannot fall in love with her…Youth is evil. Youth is a lie ..yeah that's more like she turned with a frustrated gaze.
"Hikiaya-kun can you stop following me around like a stalker?" She spoke in an icy voice. To another person this would be a Instant KO but I had built up resistance to the cold like Kazehaya Kamito.
"Oi woman you were the one who wanted me to come with you." I retorted.
She put a hand to her chin in a thinking pose , after a brief second of thinking about it she replied "looks like you didn't hear my question properly Hiki-deafi-kun I told you to stop following me and walk with me "she said with a smirk.
"And weren't you the one who said that you don't want to be seen by anyone with me In Kyoto?" I said.
She shook for a sec and replied "Looks like your Hiki brain can remember something after all… well that time was different and now ….i don't really mind" she said with a bit of red on her face and a quietly mumbled something that I didn't hear.
Well you said it woman. Not wanting to argue further I picked up my pace and started walking next to her. Although she looked a bit shaken I saw a small smile and a bit of red on her face.
After a while of walking for a while that must have been 20 minutes, she stopped in front of a small Coffee place." This is it" she said.
'Victoria' quite a fancy place of course she will be able to afford it she is rich and all. As we entered we were greeted by a waitress who as usual was startled by my appearance and hid her face with a serving plate and retreated. Seriously I am not a delinquent looking high school student with a sharp glare, stiff face that cannot laugh and has red hair.
"Ara Ara, Hikigaya-kun your eyes are looking twice as rotten, Should I call the police to report your behavior" as said as she made a show of taking out her phone and holding it to her ear all the while having a teasing smile.
"Let's just get this over with" I said tiredly as she was faking a call to the police.
She took a seat by the window and I sat opposite to her. This looks exactly like a date…... Wait a minute…. It does look like a date and what was with her earlier answer?
Thankfully the waitress another one of course came and took our orders she looked like a nice girl but there was something about her that looked extremely out of place. Like that she wasn't faking her nice girl…
What is this cold feeling?. Its like the temperature of the café dropped suddenly …..OH SHIT the Ice queen's ice beam…
Yukinoshita was glaring at me her eyes giving off a killing instinct. "To think you would extend your gaze over other….."
"Oi,don't go assuming things without any info or such" I answered frantically trying to avoid a direct hit from her ice beam.
"What did you want to talk about anyway?" I asked trying to change the topic.
She suddenly lost her cold demeanor and looked outside.
"Hikigaya-kun I need a favor". She said after a bit and shyly averted her eyes. The ice queen…No Yukinoshita Yukino asking me for a favor.
Moshi Moshi, did hell just freeze over ?.
The perfect being asking me for a favor. The strong…..No.
She is not strong , she has a superiority complex to hide her inner weaker self from the outside world , I once thought that she was strong but not anymore. If she needs my help in something I will rush over to her in an instant but not give her the fish but help her fish the fish.
"Ok but if only if is something that genuinely involves my help otherwise you need to do it yourself " I said laying an ultimatum. For some reason she started smiling.
"Well, yes Hikigaya-kun I am aware of that, but this is something in which your presence is required" she said with a bit of red on her face, she took a deep breath and told me her request with the red not leaving her face.
"Come to a ball with me"
"MAJOR"
I was staring down the barrel of a gun held none other than by Hayama Hayato. His face was screaming that he was a really fed up and was ready to kill every one here even though his Glock didn't have enough bullets. The looks he was making told me he had never picked up a gun unlike me who had killed since I was in high school.
"Yukino-chan is mine, you don't deserve her Hikiaya" he spat, his eyes gleaming with madness…. No rage was what probably what he felt , I know because I felt like that some tie ago, but I had managed to cage that monster of logic …for now. Oh wait Hikigaya's not my surname anymore.
"Stop this Hayama , your family's repu…."
"I don't care about that ….not anymore" he cut me off.
"And that is why…."he suddenly took his coat off. What is he doing?
No it can't be….for your sake don't do that….
He then looked at me again and said…
I was suddenly kicked awake by a kick to the midribs.
"What the ?..."
"Wake up Buttercup" a smiling Frank was standing over me with a medic next to me fixing my head.
"I was seriously thinking about who I would post your condolence letter mate, tanks for saving my money" he continued. Wait what happened to the rest of the guys?
"What happened to the rest?" I asked moving my body a bit.
"Rest KIA Sir, managed to drag the gunner out from the wreckage but he didn't make it. Rest were dead when the chopper hit the ground, we barely managed to drag you from the wreck when it went kaboom" the medic replied.
Then another guy came running from somewhere, he must have been checking the surroundings. " Looks like Lima 2,3,4 and 5 are lost as well , looks like we lost most of our men , however the comms picked up some chatter up in the main district mainly from the German and American armored division also looks like the Marines and a handful of our guys survived. But we are the only ones from Lima 1 left alive" he exclaimed.
"Bloody hell" I can't believe it a mixed armed force wiped out in minutes. This was not war this was a fucking slaughter. What the hell are we up against?
"Major, Orders" Frank spoke up after the medic patched me in the head, arm and leg. The other two soldiers looked at me awaiting their instructions.
I stood up and looked around for my assault rifle and saw it with its stock broken and half of it missing. "Sorry mate lost your weapon but managed save your sidearm and your blade" Frank said and threw me my Desert eagle and 4 clips for it and handed me my Katana which I sheath and placed it on my back along my gear bag.
"Hope you are not seriously considering to use it here. How on earth did you manage to get it past the security is beyond me "the other soldier said.
Equipping the Eagle as my primary till I found a better weapon I looked around.
"Major Pierre Bezukhov, codename Eight" I said reintroducing myself. It was better if we knew each other personally and each other's callsigns.
"First lieutenant Frank Colt , codename Archer 1 " Frank said.
"Corporal Victor Vance , combat medic codename Cross 4 " the medic introducing himself. He was the one who was talking to that boot…..who is dead as well.
"Sergeant Major Felix Volkins , Codename Saber 3" the other man said introducing himself . Unlike the corporal he looked like someone who had seen action not only on the front line but also in some wet works.
"Men we have found ourselves in a warzone, we will follow the orders and find out what the hell is going on, assist any civilians and meet up with the amour and other troops, to find out and eliminate the threats from the epicenter of this hell hole, any questions?" I said.
"Sir do you think any terrorist group is behind this?" Cross asked me nervously.
"No, no terrorist group could do all of this so it has to be something else" I said honestly.
"Let's hope it is not Aliens" he said earning him a quick glare from everyone and with the same breath we 3 exclaimed.
"""Don't Jinx it"""
Then suddenly the radio came on again.
[TO ALL UNITS IN OPERATION JAVELIN THE OPERATION IS A FAILURE I REPEAT THE OPERATION IS A BACK AND RETREAT]
WHAT?!
[To be continued]
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Here it is another chapter .
After my laptop developed some issues I had to turn to MS word on my smartphone which led to the delay. I am currently finishing this at 00:34 hours..
I swear if I hadn't seen the latest review I would have relauched the whole story. Which I confess would have been easier to fit everything timeline wise.
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