Code: America
"Do you think he's telling the truth?" a soft voice whispered across my new dorm. "I doubt it. Look at that badge! C.I.A. field officer! How can we trust a spook?" said another. I think it belongs to Ulrich. I slowly reach my hand under my pillow and grip one of my .45's. "And that gun, it says .50 on the barrel. That's not for self defense. I think he's killed people, maybe he's with the Men in Black, maybe the C.I.A. is helping the French government." That was Yumi. I half cracked my eyes open. I saw Yumi and Ulrich standing in front of me. Aelita and Jeremie were glaring at them and Odd was laying on my cousin's bed. "Did you forget that he's my cousin? If you don't trust him you don't trust me." Jeremie said in my defense. I decided to state my mind. "Put my badge and my gun down. And what gives you the right to search through my stuff?" I said and fully opened my eyes. They all stared at me, shocked. I sat up, letting go of my 1911 so they wouldn't see. I snatched my badge and license out of Yumi's hands. I looked them over to see if they marked anything. "I'll take my gun back now." I stated, glaring at Ulrich. He grabbed the front of the grip and handed me the Beretta. I raised an eyebrow and asked him how he knew to do that. "My dad's a top divorce lawyer in Berlin. He makes enemies so he taught my family self defense. It's useful around a spook too." I sighed. So much for staying undercover, but Aelita's appearance didn't help. I glanced at my watch which read 22:54. I groaned and said "Go away all of you 'cept Jeremie. I've got six more hours till I have to get up again and I want to sleep." The warriors just looked at me and kept arguing. Guess I'm still used to ordering troops around in Afghanistan. I took out a bottle from under my bed and popped out two sleeping pills. Aelita saw this and asked why I had them. "Sometimes the nightmares are too much and I take them to sleep better." They all stopped talking and stared at me. I swallowed them dry and asked them why they were looking at me like that. "What kind of nightmares?" Odd asked. "Mostly of the war in Afghanistan but the worst are strange. I see a young girl being chased by wolves and I have a bow but I can't shoot them because I don't have arrows. So I jump down and try to attack but the nightmare is over before I can atta-" The sleeping pills took effect and I passed out.
It was that nightmare again. I saw a girl running from five grey wolves. But I didn't have a bow. Just a six foot long wood pole. I jumped down and this time I attacked. After bashing one skull the pole transformed into a halberd. I used the pole axe to chop an incoming wolf in half, but there wasn't blood! The pole changed again, this time into a long sword, like the ones the knights used. I finished the last three wolves without it changing and without blood. I looked at the girl, she looked about four or five years old. I saw that she dropped a doll and I picked it up. "It's OK, I'm not going to hurt you" I said. She took the doll but shrank away. "I'm Zach, what's your name?" "A... Alexia. Alexia Zanardi. How did you do that? You're only five!" I frowned, confused. I looked at the blade of my sword. It was true! I was about 4' 5'' and my limbs were stubby. "I don't know, I didn't notice. Then, suddenly, the dream was over. Someone was shaking me. "Zach, get up! There's another new American! She's hurt, too!" I yanked open my eyes and got out of bed. It was Aelita. She and Jeremie pointed out the window. "There!" she said. I looked out the window and saw a dirty-blond girl directly below my window. "What the hell? How did you know she was American?" She yelled 'shit' in English and it sounded like your accent." Jeremie said. I frowned and opened the window. "Two stories down. I'll make it." I then jumped out and down to where she was. I rolled on impact and walked over to where she was. I did basic checks. "No broken bones or sprains. What happened to you?" I said to myself I checked my watch. 5:00. Figures that this would be my wakeup call. Then I heard her groan. "Hey, Rapunzel, ya might want to let down your hair before you jump." I said in English. She opened her eyes and glared at me. "No shit, Sherlock. Are you Zach?" "Who wants to know?" "My name's Alexia Zanardi. Call me Alex."
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