Well... didn't go where I thought it would but... ENJOY
Tom Harris was in a foul mood. So foul James Andrews thought it would be in his best interests not to talk to him and slept instead. Tom waited until the coach had been driving for three hours then pulled his phone out.
"Alex. What then hell is going on." He growled when he picked up. Then he froze, "Sorry Ben, is Alex around?" Tom blushed as Ben laughed, "Cool, tell him to phone me when he's out the shower." They hung up, three minutes later his phone rang,
"Hey Al," Tom stated flatly,
"What did I do?!" He heard a confused voice on the other end.
"I don't know but I am blaming you for this whole conundrum." Tom stated flatly.
"WHY!"
"Nothing exciting ever happens to Brooklands and now there is a spontaneous trip in which my class decides to visit the SAS camp you just happen to be at." Tom hissed,
"Think that through again and re run it. Why on earth would I want you all you all come here when I apparently moved to a boarding school three years ago and none of you have seen or heard from me since. You could blow my entire cover here." Alex replied amused,
"Good point, well put." Tom had to concede, he heard shouting in the background, "You need to go?"
"Yeah, shooting range." Alex sighed, "Where are you?"
"Just left the A470 apparently." Tom glanced at the signs,
"Christ, you'll be here soon." Alex sounded surprised.
"Yeah, left last night. I won't acknowledge you or blow your cover, but can we talk if possible? I need to ask you something." Tom sounded unsure,
"Certainly, look settle in and then- CUB GET OFF THE FUCKING PHONE!- ah." Alex paused,
"Touchy, bye." Tom hung up before he got his friend into any more trouble.
"Please wake your friends we are nearly there." Mr Bray announced from the front of the bus. Tom kicked James awake, he groaned,
"Five more minutes mum." He muttered then tried to turn over and ended up falling out the seat, he woke to see Tom, Alice and Emma in hysterics.
"Very funny guys." He muttered bright red, "So we there yet?" He watched the green scenery flash past the window apprehensively. They had all heard the shouts of 'I can take those SAS' and 'I'll show them!' from the bullies in the year but Tom and his down to earth friends knew it wouldn't be a walk in the park. Even if was it was in Brecon Beacons national Park. Emma's dad had been in the SAS but had left to raise his family, he had told them in no short way that these next five weeks would be living hell. The bus pulled up to a checkpoint and soon they were heading down a dirt track towards a huge mansion,
"Nice. Told you a walk in the park!" Tony the jackass of the year exclaimed, his unwilling cronies agreed.
"I hope they get separated." Emma muttered,
"Hey, then they may turn out to be OK." Tom grinned,
"Be realistic Harris." James laughed, "We're not staying there are we."
"Nope. Not a chance." Emma agreed. The bus stopped and a man in uniform got on the bus. He paced the aisle taking them all in scowling at them all.
"Let it be known that I don't want you here. This is a camp training the elite, you are here to try out our lifestyle to see how an SAS man would train, you will not be treated like children, but soldiers, you will get some leeway for the fact you are children. We have only had one child here before and he performed above and beyond what we were expecting, see if you can do better than him, see if you can get on par with him. He was, after all, four years younger than all of you." He returned to the front of the bus as Tom sighed, Alex.
"OFF THE BUS!" He barked, they all sat there looking at him, "NOW!" They rushed to get off the bus. Three tripped down the steps causing laughter to ripple around the students and groans from the Sargent.
"I am Colonel March." A new man announced. "This is my camp, you follow my rules. Got it?" There were a few mumbles but Tom and his three friends called 'Yes sir' the colonel zeroed in on them, "How do you know how to do that?" He demanded,
"My dad was SAS sir." Emma replied respectfully,
"Name?"
"Harry Miller sir, code name was Lion I believe sir." Emma replied biting her lip, the colonel paused,
"Good man." He turned away and Emma relaxed the Sargent chuckled slightly when he saw this. "When you are asked a question, when you are told to do something you reply with sir, understand?"
"Yes sir." Again mumbled,
"I said UNDERSTAND!" He yelled,
"Yes sir!" Everyone was shaking in their shoes.
"This is Sargent Sanders, they're all yours." He told the Sargent then disappeared into his mansion muttering about arrogant children and bloody MI6.
They were led to the main camp where the girls sighed and the boys whimpered at the sight before them. All those who had expected to stay in the mansion that was. The others steeled themselves for what was bound to be the longest five weeks of their lives. They stopped and the Sargent disappeared into a building and then emerged with about twenty five very disgruntled looking soldiers.
"These lot are going to be your gods for the next five weeks. We have your groups here. I am only listing them once so listen up." The Sargent yelled then started listing the names in groups of five. Tom frowned at the groupings then scanned the group, at the end of the row was a boy on crutches a mischievous glint in his eye. He had organised the groups, all the bully groups had been separated and put with another friendship group. They reached the last group.
"James Andrews, Emma Miller, Thomas Harris, Alice White, K unit." They moved to their units, Tom grinned at Alex who raised an eyebrow fighting a smile, Ben watched this bemused, when he realised the others had noticed he kicked Tom who then glared at him. Ben hit him up the head. Then they had to pay attention to the Sargent again, he pointed out the 'dorms' and showers, then the mess.
"Your new units can show you the rest." He left.
"Come on. You can dump your stuff in your hut." Wolf marched off still in a bad mood,
"What's up with the relationship between the three of you?" Snake asked Ben quietly,
"Tom, he's Cub's best friend, its his old friendship group, the only ones who he kept in contact with after he left,
"Will his cover get blown?" Eagle asked alarmed,
"No, that was the phone call this morning, Cub was telling Tom not to blow it and the other three think he is at boarding school and if they find out who he is they are the least likely to tell the entire year." Ben reasoned,
"Sounds reasonable." The two other agreed. They reached the hut,
"Pick a bunk." Wolf commanded,
"Why are we the only group of four?" Alice asked K unit,
"Because we are in charge of the whole thing and there are 29 of you. Five groups of five and one of four, besides Cub is injured and Fox vanishes from time to time." Eagle replied, "I am Eagle the tactician, that's Wolf leader, Snake medic, any issues go to him, Cub and Fox dapple in everything else, Fox's official title is communication as is Cub's but they can do anything and everything." Eagle introduced them all, "You are?"
"Emma, Alice, Tom and I'm James." James replied all four of them eyeing Cub, "How old is he?"
"Why does it matter to you?" Wolf asked,
"Curiosity, he doesn't look older than us." Emma added,
"It doesn't matter how old we are, just that we can do it, the same reason we have code names." Eagle shrugged giving a reasonable explanation. "Today is evaluation day. Then the fun starts."
"Goody." Tom's voice was thick with sarcasm, Wolf hit him around the head.
"I see why you do it." He commented,
"I know. Lets go." Ben led the way out,
"Oh and welcome to sunny Wales." As though they had heard it thunder crashed overhead. They headed over to the assault course where three other groups were waiting,
"Hey Wolf! I don't think your groupings are very fair!" Lynx shouted,
"Why would you say that?!" Wolf called back,
"Well we all have four SAS and five kiddies, you have five SAS and four kiddies." Lynx laughed,
"Technically it's three SAS and two SO," Snake glanced at Alex and the crutches, "One and a half SO." He amended, the other units laughed,
"You forget Cub beat us with a bullet wound. A measly explosion isn't going to do much." Hare jogged over five disgruntled teens behind him,
"True, still not fair they have the three record holders on this." Lynx gestured to the course, Alex and Ben high-fived laughing slightly,
"So this kiddies is the assault course, you grow to love it." Hare paused, "Or is it hate it?"
"Hate it." Most the SAS replied,
"Ah, thought so, but I am sure you shall grow to love it." He teased,
"Sure we are." Tom muttered, making their group laugh,
"Come on, lecture halls next." Wolf led them away towards the lecture hall.
Lastly was the mess.
"Lunch then testing continues." Wolf told them, they grabbed the food and headed to the tables where the others were. So far they had tested stamina and core strength, something the boys were better at than the girls due to football, they had done running, sit up, push ups, the works and they were now exhausted,
"Three, two, one." Alex counted down,
"This is gross." An exclamation sounded, Alex felt his phone vibrate and pulled it out spotting Tom looking at his across the mess,
You actually eat this stuff? The message read, he grinned,
Try not to taste it, just down it. Alex advised then returned to the conversation,
"Swimming next." Eagle sighed,
"Yay, in the really warm lake." Fox laughed, then glanced at Alex, "You OK?" He asked, the teen was looking slightly pale,
"Yeah, probably just tired." Cub brushed it off. Snake put a hand on his forehead and frowned,
"You're slightly warm, your pulse is fine though. Tell me if it worsens." He ordered, Cub nodded and resumed pushing his food around his plate fighting the growing nausea.
Don't know where that came from...
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