CHAPTER 8
The dark haired man ran through a glass dome bridge in a panic. He searched around him. There were snipers everywhere. He stopped at the middle of the bridge, not knowing what to do. He looked out through the glass as two military men shot something through the glass. Smoke filled the man's surroundings. He held his breath and quickly took off his light blue collared shirt. He wrapped it into a ball and put it over his mouth. Something he saw in the distance made him drop his shirt from his hand. He ran toward the glass and pressed his hands onto it. The smoke filled the glass dome and the man was swallowed by it. His heavy breathing grew deeper and faster. His sun-kissed skin and dark brown eyes began to turn into a forest green. His body grew bigger, five times his original size. The giant green monster smashed his way through the glass and onto the grass field. It gritted it's teeth before letting out a loud, bone chilling roar.
APRIL 28, 2007 2:14 AM
Alexandra woke herself up by the sound of her own screaming. It took her a minute to realize it was just a dream. Or was it a vision? She did not know. As she turned on the light her father burst through her bedroom door with a pistol in his hand. When he realized no one else was in the room, Pierce set his gun down onto her dresser next to the door. He watched his daughter's tears drip down her face. He sighed and stuffed his hands in the pockets on his robe. He slowly walked up to her and sat on the edge of her queen sized bed.
"Bad dream?" He asked.
She sniffed and looked up at her father. "Dad, it was so awful. This man turned into a giant monster. It was so real."
"It could be a vision. What did this man look like?"
She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. "He had dark brown hair and eyes," she said as she opened her eyes again.
"What was his name?"
"It-it wasn't mentioned. I'm sorry, dad," she apologized.
He looked at her for a moment before he nodded his head at her. "Okay. Get some sleep."
She watched him stand up and grab his pistol before he walked out of her room. He shut the door behind him and headed back into his room.
APRIL 28, 2007 1:56 PM
Punch. Punch. Side-kick. Front kick. Back kick. Punch. Punch.
She had more energy that day. Each hit that collided onto the punching bag were powerful hits. She never felt this way before. Her breathing, on the other hand, it wasn't as steady as it should have been. She didn't care. She kept going. She was so focused on her training, she did not see Rumlow and the Asset walk in.
Rumlow walked beside the Asset and muttered something to him before climbing into the boxing ring Alexandra trained in. He stood next to her, but kept a good distance. "You've been doing the same routine for months. You need to switch things up. Learn something new." He waited for her to reply. She ignored him and continued her training. He sighed and walked over to another S.T.R.I.K.E officer. He muttered something to him and turned back to the teenage girl. All the S.T.R.I.K.E officials were ordered out of the gym. Alexandra paused from her training to watch everyone leave.
"Like I said," Rumlow began. "You need to switch things up."
She glared at him. "What are you doing?"
"You're going to be trained, properly. You can't just beat up a punching bag. You won't learn how to fight unless you're the punching bag."
Her eyes widened. "What-?"
"Soldier," Rumlow cut her off.
Her eyes followed Rumlow's and saw him. She felt so many emotions flood through her. She had not seen her Soldier since she was thirteen. She turned her head back to Rumlow.
"You're going to fight him," he said with a smirk on his face.
She gawked at him. "Wha- I-," she stuttered. "No." She creased her eyebrows together. "Have you lost your fucking mind? I can't fight him!"
"You don't have a choice," Rumlow gave the Asset a nod.
The Asset looked at the girl darkly and walked toward her. She stared into his dark blue eyes. There was something in his eyes she had never seen before. The man who stared back at her was not her soldier.
TO BE CONTINUED...