I stormed back to the base. The Chemists got under my skin badly. It was bad enough I used to be one but even worse that my mother died because of her brother, Kage. I'll never forgive any of the Matrons for that. Tony, another Zodiac, walked a few steps behind me.
"It's only a small loss. Nothing to get worked up about." he sighed, sounding a bit annoyed.
"I didn't ask for your opion!" I snapped, glaring at the guy.
He held up his hands defensively and turned walking off down the hallway without another word. I rolled my eyes. He wasn't my leader, if anything I was his leader. Elizar, my leader, had put me incharge of this attack on the two Chemists known as Valarie and Shade, not Tony.
I walked on down the dim hallway, heading for Elizar's office. I had to report to him about how the mission went and if there was anything we would need to be aware of about the Chemists. I sighed and slowly opened the dark, red, wooden door that lead into the office. The office was arranged nicely. It had two chairs and a small couch for vistors. The main desk was infront of the chairs and couch, were Elizar sat. Planning battles, papperwork, member counts, and more. Being leader required a large amount of responsiblity.
"Sir."
"Report." he grumbled, lifting his gaze to look over at me.
"We had to retreat. The chemists were strong fighters. We gain no more new information."
"So, you've failed in the task I gave you?"
"... Yes, sir."
He slammed his fists down on his desk and muttered. "Damnit Axel!"
I flinched. Another reason he was leader was the fact of intimidation. No one talked back to Elizar. Not in this base, that is. He was a large man, looking to be in his early 40's. Large as he was, most of it was muscle. He had broad shoulders and a square face. His hair was starting to grey but most of it was still a light brown. His eyes were a pale hazel color. What made his look so cold was a scar that ran down from the end of his forehead all the way down to his chin. No one really knows how he got that scar or who gave it to him.
"You're dismissed."
His voice held anger and frustration in it. I had nothing more to say and even if I did, he wouldn't want to hear it now. I dipped my head in response and turned walking on in silence towards the exit.
"Next time I send you out incharge of a mission, I expect you to have better results. Otherwise you might as well not come back at all."
This was a threat. I knew he meant that if I came back with failure he'd either kick me out or some other type of punishment. Either way, I got the message. I continued out heading off to my room. I felt my whole body seem to get heavier and heavier as I walked towards my room. The thought of a goodnight's sleep lured me more than my grumbling gut. I collapsed in my bed without secound thoughts. Sure it was still early in the morning, but I had been up all night. It was finally time to get some sleep and it wasn't long before darkness swept over me.