Chapter 1:
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Alex kept to himself never giving any clues to who he was, what had happened to him, and why he was there. When the few soldiers that were curious asked, Alex refused to answer, ignoring them as they became more and more agitated at his silence. He continued on with his training, that was why he was there, to be a better soldier, not to tell his tragic backstory and be pitied. No one knew about the mystery that was Cub, not even K-Unit.
Right now K-Unit was at combat practice, the teacher walking around the room, watching each of them and offering words of advice on how to disable their enemy faster and more efficiently. Wolf and Bear were in a deadlock, neither one able to overpower the other, while Snake and Eagle cheered on at the edge of the mat. Alex sat off to the side, evaluating each person for mistakes or small advantages that might help him when it came to his turn. There was nothing new to find, he had been doing this almost a month, and soon he was up against Wolf.
This had ended the same way as it always did, and everyone doubted that anything new was going to happen.
It started. They circled, Wolf threw a fist, Alex blocked. This went on for about five minutes. Then Alex threw a punch or two, before pining Wolf to the ground. The same as yesterday, both walking away with little more than a bruised ego.
Only because Alex ended it quickly before his instincts could override the rest of his mind, including the logical part that told him he was safe here. On the first day, Wolf had ended up with a couple bruised ribs, a bloody nose, and a sprained wrist. Alex had skipped the rest of K-Unit's classes and exercises that day, opting to hide himself away in the nearby forest. He had come back that night with bruised and bloody knuckles, but no one mentioned it. They had all kept their distance since then, Wolf only throwing him a scowl every now and again, along with a few choice words, but it wasn't very often, and it did not bother Alex any.
As soon as the fight was finished Alex left, heading to the bunk, for a quick calming exercise before his weapons lecture. It wasn't something he necessarily needed to do, but it reassured him that he wouldn't lose control.
Alex was little more than half-way to the bunk when he was attacked. It was in the middle of classes, and no one was around to help. He fought hard, his stamina at its peak, even though he was outnumbered he was doing a fair job of protecting himself, but even he knew there was only so long before he started to wear out. He only hoped to keep it going until the end of classes, when someone would be able to help him. It went on for ten minutes before one of the attackers were able to land a hit on him, right where the bullet wound still ached.
The pain blinded him and he felt his breath leave him in a gasp. He fell to the ground, landing on his hands and knees, trying to gain back his ability to breathe. Taking a shaky breath he pushed as much of the pain away as possible and stood back up. More had arrived.
Alex looked around, taking in his surrounding and what he knew about his attackers, forming a plan in his mind as things came back into focus.
He had been fighting for about 15 minutes now, in another 5 K-Unit should be heading out of combat practice to get Alex before heading to the lecture hall. If he could hold them off for that long he should make in out of this incident without too much harm. Even if K-Unit didn't head this way, other soldiers would be getting out of their classes as well, someone was bound to see the commotion and come to his aid.
So he got back into the fight. The bullet wound still ached and his breathing was labored, but he was able to hold up. He had dealt with worse before. Some of the men had guns, but they weren't using them. That meant they wanted him alive, but that didn't guarantee his safety. Something could always go wrong, and with Alex it usually did.
"This would be a lot easier on all of us if you just came with us Rider."
"Why would I do that? I was told to never talk to strangers, and most definitely never get in a car with one." Alex had no clue who these people were and he didn't plan on becoming acquainted with them.
As another 5 minutes pasted more peopled joined, trying to get Alex to surrender, but as they came he took them out, he just didn't understand where they were coming from, and why are there so many?
Another minute Alex, come on just one more minute, you can do it. He felt like collapsing, and the pain from his scar was only getting worse as he exerted more and more energy into the fight. He saw one of the men pull out a gun just before it went off. The pain ripped through his thoughts and he fell back to the ground just as K-Unit rounded the corner.
Time seemed to stop as K-Unit stared at what was in front of them, before finally jumping in to help.
Black dots danced in his vision, the pain radiated from his foot and it was the only thing he was able to focus on as it pushed all other thoughts out of his mind. As Alex let the darkness consume him, pain and exhaustion teaming up on him, K-Unit was over taken, what seemed to be an army appeared from out of the forest, taking out anyone that tried to help them and tying the Unit up.
They were all thrown unceremoniously into a van, Alex being dropped in like a sack of potatoes, and soon they were off to where ever fate decided to take them to.
When the other solders woke from the attack, soaked in mud with pounding headaches and medics standing above them, K-unit and Alex would be far from Brecon Beacons with no clue about the hell they were about to be put through.
A/N: Slightly unrealistic expectations of Alex, but whatever. Also slightly poor strategy from the enemy, but once again whatever, they are under my command. Got a problem with it, let me know if there is any way I can fix it and make it seem slightly more realistic, while still keeping to the same type of fight.