Chapter 19: Everything wrong, part 3
[Glenn]
"Slow the fuck down you asshole!" Yelled Auburn at the retreating back of their esteemed teammate Bravo. "You're going to give the old man a heart attack!"
"Auburn if you fuck like you run I bet you leave a trail of unsatisfied woman in your wake!" Wheezed Thomas as he ran up a sixth flight of stairs.
"A time and a place guys!" Peach with her small stature had no problem with the stairs even managing to catch up with Bravo.
The foundation itself seemed to cry in pain in sync with the wails of the creature below trying to leave its watery home. With its sheer size though everything it attempted to cling to with its large tentacles easily gave away under its heavy weight.
The creature's body had yet to be seen, only the large dark brown appendages and the occasional brown mass breaking the through water's surface.
It didn't seem to notice the ants known as Alpha or simply didn't care which was no skin off Alpha's ass. The team cleared the stairs with Bravo in the lead again due to Peach waiting on her team at the top of the stairs. Thankfully Bravo wouldn't be making this building as their shared tomb with the monarch as Leon had the detonator.
"That guys gotta be the biggest team player I have ever met" bitched Auburn as he cleared the stairs with Thomas in tow.
"No fucking kidding" agreed Leon.
"I'm glad you guys off time to complain." Came Ramirez's voice in their earpieces "Because your personal babysitter is out of time."
"Sir with all due respect, if you leave us you better hope the Grimm kill me." Auburn threatened his CO.
"Calm the fuck down we aren't going anywhere. The Grimm just packed up and left real quick and in a hurry. Either this is the best fucking news I've had today or you are about to tell me I'm sorely mistaken."
"Sir…" Robert started
The Captain just let out a long breath "I know the answer already Lieutenant, your scary friend just informed me."
"He's already up there!?" Auburn yelled behind Robert as they cleared the lobby.
The entire building shook violently giving Alpha a bad vertigo feeling, as if the walls were caving in on them. Who needs explosives? The Monarch was going to do the job for them, what a guy.
"Just a little farther!" Robert yelled to his men.
A little farther seemed like trek in the infinite deserts of Vacou. The wails were getting loud but nothing compared to the screeching sound that it emitted. Alpha was sincerely doubting that their measly paycheck covered this kind of shit.
Auburn had opted to run his ass off rather than then run his mouth for the rest of the duration of their time in the concrete death trap, a remarkable feet when it came to him.
The team's pounding feet could still be heard over the wailing as they raced down the hallways of the forgotten building. They moved together as a group not trying outrun the others or be the first one out, they'd been through thick and thin together and if they were to die they'd do it together.
Not that any of them planned on dying.
Thomas smirked "So Peachy when we get out of this I was wondering if you think it would be appropriate to get a collar for Auburn here after you're done finger fucking his ass, put a tag on it that says 'bitch'."
"I don't exactly like the term 'finger fucking' but I'd say it was most appropriate." She answered "But why stop with just a collar? I'm thinking leashes and walks in the park."
"I'm buying him munchies though, that Schnee shit is way too expensive." He added, keeping the train of thought going.
"Shut up!" Came Auburns whining.
"Hey Auburn why don't you be a gentlemen and let her use your lube, with the budget cuts and all I bet she has limited supplies." Leon joined in bringing Auburns sexual life into play and turning it against him.
"Leon you too?!" Accused Auburn "I tried to get you laid at that club but you wouldn't let me!"
"I-I don't believe in flings" he stuttered.
"Aren't Headhunters supposed to be emotionless killing machines?" Deadpanned the Captain who had been listening to the teams banter "Where the hell are you guys?"
"Right here!" Yelled Robert leaving the building "What's the word on those birds."
"They're circling back around for landing." He informed while taking off his helmet "Your teammate tells me you planted explosives, I thought this was just a recon? Ya know what I don't care, just don't activate that thing under our feet until we're in the air." He ordered. "We're ditching the Geckos, that other guy wants us in the air as soon as possible."
Past the Captain and line of Geckos the ground looked black for a hundred yards with white specks filling some spots, their evaporating bodies producing a bittersweet effect.. The guys up top didn't exactly have it easy either, a few bodies of the grimm who had made it passed were stacked in a pile to the side out of the way. The soldiers of Dagger looked to be exhausted in body and ammo. One soldier who obviously came a little too close to death for comfort sported two claw mark lines down the front of his steel chest piece and one of his shoulder pieces hanging from a strap connected to the back of his armor while the front had been severed.
From the top the wailing of the monarch was nothing but a distant whisper, Dagger had no idea what it was standing on top of. That was probably a blessing in disguise.
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I don't think I've ever been this comfortable in my life. To perform the arm lay correctly one must be light enough that their arm doesn't fall asleep. If you're in a school desk you want to make sure you point your legs out the side so you're twisted in your seat.
"Wake up."
You also want to make your mouth isn't hanging open to the rest of the class because that's just embarrassing.
"I said wake up."
But the most important part is to make sure you're in a class where the teacher either A, hates his or her job OR B, The teacher doesn't hate you.
"Ms. Snow!"
I was jolted awake by that horrible twenty-four inch weapon she had. Some said she had broke in thousands of asses with it in her lifetime and that she could cut through mountains but I saw it for what it was, a ruler. A ruler it may be but damn did that sting, I didn't even try to hold in my yelp as she brought it down on my hand.
"Yes Mrs. Dousher" I answered wiping a little bit of drool on my sleeve.
"Are you at a school or a nursery?" Her eyes actually managing to make me shrink back in my seat "Am I your teacher or am I your babysitter?"
"I have a feeling this is one of those trick questions and you don't really want me to answer." A few students tried to hold their giggles less they suffer the same fate.
"This is indeed a school and I am most definitely your teacher than tell me , Why are you sleeping in my class?"
"…Because I was tired?"
"You better hope that's not your answer."
"Can I just say that I think you're wonderful and beautiful person, it may be hard to see at first but if you squint your eyes and tilt your head t-"
"Ms. Snow!" She yelled, effectively stopping my eye squinting and head tilting. "You obviously don't respect authority so I'll give you something of a motivator."
"Please not the ruler."
"Stand up "
"Just going to throw this out there but I got a handful of Lien in my satchel."
"To the front"
I let out a shaky breath before walking toward her hardwood desk. Sometimes being the class clown isn't as fun as it looks, we're like community workers to be honest. We risk our asses literally for the sake of the rest of the student body.
Even as I was walking down the many rows of chairs I could catch the occasional smirk and wink. I put on a brave smile like I didn't care but on the inside my heart was pounding and I was calling myself every word in the dictionary that was a synonym of stupid, well every word was a bit of a stretch because I only knew six.
Her desk even looked like one you would expect a strict teacher to have. Old wood and the only thing visible was her name plate on the front and a few pens, maybe I should bring her an apple.
"Turn around and put your hands on the desk" she instructed. You just lost one possible apple.
Again trying to act cool I did it in a speedy manner like I just wanted to hurry up and get it over with and I didn't care. Mrs. Dousher moved behind me and hiked up the skirt of my school uniform just enough so nothing was in her way.
She didn't miss a beat as she brought it down on behind once, twice, thrice and now I'm done counting because this shit hurts. How this little old lady hit so hard was one of life's many mysteries. I'm sure my eyes are watering and my hands are clenching the desk hard enough to leave marks but I try not to make a sound.
The last hit is the worse one of all, she puts everything into her swing and hits with all her might. When she's done she lets go of my skirt and points to my desk not saying another word to me. Thank god my desk is in the back because I don't know if I could deal with the stares; my face is already as hot as fire. Sitting down stings a bit but it's better than standing in front of the class.
"I have a sneaking suspicion you like getting spanked" My best friend and bookworm Jayden Watkins whispered. It's funny that we were friend in the first place with our different personalities.
"You're just mad that I'm a girl and I still get more ass then you." I shot back.
"As vulgar as ever I see Julia" he sighed "I've pretty much got all of my notes memorized if you want to borrow them later."
"Awe, where would I be without you Jay?"
"You'd be dead" His voice took on a deep and throaty tone.
The world seemed to race around me as I was suddenly on my back staring up at the mutilated face of my friend. I screamed and tried to push him off but my body felt just as lifeless as the corpse on top of me. My breathing was coming out in short and fast wheezes as I frantically looked around.
Dirt and bodies as far as the eye I could see.
Ruben fields, I was in Ruben fields. I was starting to remember things I so desperately wanted to forget. After school with my grades no college in the kingdoms would take me. The same could be said about Jayden in a way, we were orphanage kids, we didn't have any money. I talked him into joining the military with me, if he served four years they would pay his way into college.
I stopped my struggling to look up into the eyes of Jayden. The guy who actually worked to be something. He stared lifelessly at the waste of oxygen underneath him. The girl who played dead while her comrades were slaughtered around her by that man no that monster. We were fresh out of basic, we were BOOTS! This kind of stuff to happen we didn't do anything wrong to deserve being thrown into this! Hot tears poured from my eyes making red trails down my face as I tried not to look at my friends accusing eyes. I had personally killed him.
His face left my vision to be replaced with the dark sky ignorant of the bloodshed underneath it. My vision was once again blocked by a face but this one still had color to it. He was young but had cold eyes making him look older then he was. His eyes were deep shade of yellow and his hair was as black as mine, he had the beginnings of a five aclock shadow.
"Quit crying." Needless to say I didn't quit crying. "You're alive while those around you're dead, do you think they'd want to see there prodigy sniveling like a bitch.
Who the fuck does this guy think he is; this isn't some damn movie with cheesy lines and cliché underdog plot. This a graveyard filled with dead who don't care about anything anymore. Bodies destined to be worm food and nothing else.
"Dumbass." I mocked "Prodigy? I'm better off dead with the rest of them."
He grabbed my collar and pulled me up to his face "You aren't dead with the rest of them, that's what makes you special."
His hands released me lightly dropping me back to the ground. He pulled a machete from his back and made quick work of my body armor. An angry led line went from my upper stomach down dried blood all around the wound.
"It seems to have stooped bleeding by itself but there's still a good risk of infection if we don't get it treated. I'm going to carry you so we don't re open the wound; shrapnel cuts are bad about that." He said looping his arm under my legs and supporting my back with the other. "You're pretty light for a soldier."
I didn't say anything as he picked me up in the air. Amidst the death and bloodshed this veteran soldier carried a crybaby out of the battlefield. The exhaustion and loss of so much blood was getting to me, His shoulder was anything but soft and his gear was poking me all over but…..
I don't think I've ever been this comfortable in my life.
"How am I special?" My eye lids heavy as I asked.
He didn't answer me right away and I was beginning to think he wasn't going too. The sun was beating down on us with the stench of smoke and death clinging to both of us he marched on.
"You're a survivor."
My eyes closed with those words ringing in my head willing me to sleep. I lived while seventy-men died, my fired burned brightly while others were extinguished.
"I am a survivor." I said to myself on the cold concrete floor of the abandoned storage unit. I couldn't see anything and my hands were starting to hurt from the lack of blood flow. As if a switch was flipped I sprang into action. I rolled to where I was sure the table was, feeling around with my bound feet I was correct with my assumption. I kicked the leg out with all my strength bracing myself as everything on it landed beside me or on me. The metal hitting the floor could be faintly heard over everything else crashing down. Wiggling around to get everything off me I once again dumbly rolled to where I heard it hit. The vehicle's engine outside was becoming nothing but a whisper in the wind forcing me to double my efforts. I felt something dig into my back as I was feeling around, bingo,
I pushed myself forward until I could finally grab the multi tool with my hands. I ran my hands along the thing until I found what I was looking for, the scissors. I stuck one side into the key hole and bent the flimsy metal to my desired shape. With the new angle I stuck it in the top left part of the key hole and pushed.
The handcuff on my right hand was released followed shortly by the left. Hands free I ripped the covering off my head and went to cutting the rope securing my feet together. The dull blade barley cut into the rope and the engine could no longer be heard.
The rope finally gave way and I was on my feet and out the door. My heart pounded in rhythm with my feet as I followed the trail with everything thing I had. It was becoming clear that I wasn't going to outrun a car or…find one in a city, the trail led into the highway leading to the city. I was mentally cursing at myself for losing the captive when it hit me.
"Fletcher" I growled
[Lachlan, Patch]
"We've got the animal and the girls alive" I repeated what in had just heard "You've done a good thing for your kingdom today."
"You better keep your end of the deal" The Headhunter tried to appear intimidating; I take shits bigger then you.
"The military will get its information." I promised "Now if you'll excuse me."
I could already feel myself getting excited about what I was going to do to the faunus although I kept my face stoic, something I learned to do very well. Erwin had effectively made a confusing web of lies and dead ends with only a single thread being the truth amidst hundreds of fakes. I would end that today.
I wasn't lying when I told the Headhunter that this was for the good of his kingdom….our kingdom. I had already relayed most of the information I had scrounged up to Vespin. That man was a genius amongst hundreds of idiots. Erwin thinks that he is sitting at a chess table making the moves for both sides but that man will make everything he's sacrificed and worked for burn up right before his eyes. I nodded my head to one of my men who pulled up beside me in a black civilian vehicle. I took a seat in the back of the car.
Vespin would play his part and I would play mine.
The Black Fist, created from an idea, a purpose. We've accomplished a lot even now with our numbers dwindling. Simon. I always prided myself at being able to easily break people down to their primal desires, figure out what makes them tic. Simon was Black Fist through and through.
Or so I thought.
After we crushed the White Fang in Atlas I knew a lot were going to leave. I could see in their eyes they lacked the conviction. He unlike the rest of those backboneless traitors seemed dedicated to the cause. To think he'd join the rest of the traitors.
"Sir, we're five minutes away."
He was younger than most of the elites I had with me. His hair was brown and short but " I couldn't make out the color of his eyes.
"Why did you join the Black Fist?" I smirked when my voice managed to make him jump.
He mulled over it for a second no doubt thinking of the answer that would most please me "To put the faunus in their place."
I didn't say anything else; I only asked the question to make him hear himself say it to remind him why he was here. The traitors forgot what we were fighting for in the first place. I will see this through until the end.
[Three, Patch]
I was in positively great mood five shots later and some lady company that I was about to romp with the second time this night. Things were great being far away from that…..what was it again? Fuck it, if I cant remember it must not be important.
I flushed the empty toilet realizing I just pissed all over bathroom. Fuck it! My lady friend Erey, rain, shit I don't know, was sitting on the bed right where I left her. I grinned ear to ear before picking up another shot glass she had prepared. I dunked the glass and slammed it hard enough to break it. We laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world.
I pushed her down and went about devouring every piece of skin that was in 'devouring' distance. She moaned and giggled before latching onto my shoulder and most likely infecting me with some kind of disease. Disease, disease,DISEASE! Where's a c-
"These things are really nasty looking" Said a bored voice "Needs a woman's touch."
I turned really slowly to see Four tying off a knot to the 'condom balloon' she just made. She bounced it from hand to hand. Any would look at her right now and think she was her usual emotionless self but to those who know her would lose control of their bladder. Thank god I just emptied.
Her favorite suit that she spent hours cleaning after the informant incident was muddied and ripped. That may have nothing to do with me but that's strike one. The way her eyes haven't left me yet, strike two.
"So Fletcher." The use of my last name instead of my squad designation number. Strike Three haha get it? I prayed that the woman I was with would keep her mouth shut for just a little longer.
"Who the fuck is this bitch?" damn
"RUN!" I stood up in one motion and pulled my boxers down a bit exposing my junk to the sniper effectively blinding her. Shits like kryptonite to lesbians. "I'll hold her off Cindy!"
"My names Michelle."
"GET THE FUCK OUT!"
The woman didn't know what kind of danger we were all in as she calmly left the hotel room running her mouth the whole time. Four had her eyes covered with her arm, deciding the poor girl had enough I put away the guns.
"Now Fo-" The words were denied flight as my body instead took flight. For being so small she can sure pack a punch. I caught myself on the wall which would soon be my enemy as well. Four grabbed my head and slammed into the wall disorientating me. Her hand gripped the back of my neck leading me towards the…holy shit.
My body easily went through the hotel window crashing into the hard ground. Fucking bitch! Four calmly strolled out the door towards me. Alright you want to fight? Let's fight. I pushed myself up off the ground and put up my hands in a sloppy fighting stance. Four just mocked an Army grappling stance making fun of me. Drunk or not I am still the best fighter on this team.
I feinted a left and delivered a straight right into her stomach. She rolled into the punch elbowing in the side of the face before dropping down low and taking my legs from underneath me. She pulled me onto my feet and introduced her knee to my gut. I backpedaled out of breath as she advanced full of rage.
She hit me with two fast kicks to my thigh and waist. Fast but not fast enough, I got ahold of one of her leg and swept the other knocking her on her ass. That didn't help my situation much as she rocketed her foot up towards my boys.
I was down for the count. I fell to the ground clutching my balls. Mother fucking bitch suckin asshole! That's such a dirty move! Four disappeared back into the motel probably to find something to hit me with but I couldn't bring myself to move.
She came back with an ice bucket and threw it on me "Compliments of the toilet"
I wiped some of the stale water off my face with my arm "OK warrior goddess you have my FULL attention."
She smiled,SMILED! Her foot crushed my hand along with my balls "Ms. Warrior goddess."
"Ok…I understand you're angry" her foot pressed down "Furious." I corrected "I shouldn't have left my post no but it's not like anything went wrong."
"Nothing you say."