"Is there something wrong?", asked Bridget.
I snap back to reality.
"No. Nothing's wrong."
"Is this the place?"
"Yeah. I'll notify Hilshire that we're here."
My phone rings.
"Hilshire, where are you guys?"
"4th floor, left side of the building to your right. Room 403."
"See you there." Hanging up.
We walk into room 403 and see Hilshire looking through binoculars at the target building.
"Triela and Bridget, go down to street level and wait for the targets."
"Yes sir."
"You ready?"
"Let me get set up."
I put the case on the table and open it up. I pull out my Springfield M1903 and BAR M1918.
"Old school much."
"I actually like old weapons, thanks."
"You remind me of Triela."
"Hilshire this is Triela, possible targets spotted."
"Nick, can you confirm the targets?", asked Hilshire.
As I look at the targets, I see the man I despise the most.
"Targets confirmed. Come back."
"Roger that. Crap, I think we've been compromised."
"Just get back here."
Just then Royce pulls out a Colt Diamondback and opens up on Triela and Bridget.
Shit. I open up with the Springfield. Triela and Bridget run back to arm up to assault the building.
"You ready Nick?", asked Bridget.
"Lets go."
I grab the BAR and head to the building. Kicking open the door, two insurgents are standing in front of me. Their bodies rip apart by my weapon. Three more are stationed in the hallway. This doesn't stop me at all. Three mangled bodies are left in my wake.
That's when I see him at the end of the hallway.
"Long time no see Kozak.", said Royce.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" I fire at him, but he quickly jumps out of the way.
After emptying my clip, I pull out my kukri and rush his position. Dodging my attack, he shoots me with the Diamondback. Rounds scrape my body and face. He takes out his Bowie knife.
I swing at him, but he dodges my attack. He cuts my chest. Going in for another attack, I fail and miss him. He takes this opportunity and stabs me in the stomach.
"What happened to you Nick? You were the best out of all of us. I guess you'll just have to die by the hands of your mortal enemy then." He raises the Bowie knife for the final blow before Triela scares him off with a shotgun blast.
"Jesus Nick, why did you run off!", yells Bridget. "You could have died!"
"Bridget, calm down.", said Triela.
"No! We aren't like you guys! When we get hurt, we don't just get fixed up! We can die by a single gunshot wound!"
"Oh...I...I forgot."
"Bridget lay off. I'll be fine.", I said falling over.
"Don't walk, I got you. Lets get out of here."
We walk back to the room Hilshire is in.
"Jesus what happened.", said Hilshire.
"Nick got stabbed! I tried to stop the bleeding, but it keeps on coming out!", said Bridget crying.
"Put him on the table. You two, go get some air."
"Triela...I...I'm sorry."
"You don't have to be. I would have acted the same."
"He's the only one that actually understands me and keeps in in line. If something happened to him, I don't know what I would do."
"Do you love him."
"Yes, but it's sibling type of love."
"Oh...ok."
"Don't worry, he's all yours."
"Wait how did you know that I liked him.", said Triela blushing.
"I pretty obvious."
"Crap, is it really?"
"Don't worry about it."
"What did you mean when you said you don't know what to do if something happened to Nick?"
"You know how you guys have a short amount of time to live because of what does us in is pure insanity."
"So you guys can go mad?"
"Basically. The person would go mad and either can get help to stop it from happening or they will do the worst possible act."
"Suicide."
"Yes."
"I presume it has happened before."
"To a lot of good people."
"He's stable.", said Hilshire. "Pack up your things, we're leaving."
Hilshire puts Nick in the car.
"Bridget, you ok to drive?"
"Yes sir."
"Stay close behind me."
"Ok."
"Where am I?", I ask.
"In your car. We're going back to the SWA."
"He could have killed me. I can't believe it."
"Nick, it's not your fault."
"The hell it is. I'm getting weak."
"You'll get better."
"And I'll kill that bastard."
Bridget turns to look at Nick. His eyes are silver in color, just like they were after Repentance.