The area they'd been told to survive the night at was on the outskirts of the abandoned town which surprised the young recruits as it meant they'd walked from one end if the island to the other. The checkpoint it's self was a small ruin like quarry. Most of the buildings had collapsed and those that hadn't looked like they would any minute, even the slightest disturbance would probably topple them. Surrounding each builds was shattered glass limiting the areas the recruits could camp at.
The location? The quarry itself had been built into one side of a mountain. meaning that there was still some greenery on the other side of the fences.
"This place is creepy, do we Seriously have to camp here?" Kate asked, she'd been hanging close to Jamie the entire time since they entered through the gates and hadn't moved away. "Seems like it... Did they say we had to sleep inside or just near?" Jamie asked, even he didn't want to sleep inside the abandoned facility.
"It only said we had to survive here, nothing about whether inside or out" replied mark, Calum smirked hearing this. "The. Let's sleep on the outside just by the gate, if they try to fail us for doing so then we can just say they should have specified where exactly we had to sleep" Jamie nodded and took of his pack whilst everyone mirrored his actions.
They all eventually pulled out vibrant orange sleeping bags along with rations and a fire-starting kit. Mark was in charge of staring the fire and Calum was in charge of finding fresh water. Jamie and Kate had already began to set up a couple of make- shift shelters.
As the hours passed and day turned to-night the recruits began to think of this as a little break, how wrong they were. As son as the clock struck midnight the wolves and hunters came out.
Footsteps could be heard squelching through the mud and the crack of broken branched being tread on. A glint of light and the swish of metal caught Jamie's eye. He was the only one still awake, mainly because he had trouble sleeping in new places however that wasn't the entire reason, something felt off.
He stood up, looking towards the source and what he saw was a pack of wolves. "W-What?..." He muttered. The wolves stared at him like a hunter sizing up its prey, no, that was exactly what it was. The leader of the wolves stepped forward as the sleeping recruits awoke for the noise. They were still groggy and couldn't make out what was happenings as Jamie and the Wolf both dashed forward. Charging into each other they pushed and pulled but neither budged, until a shout "Jamie!"it was Kate. This momentary confusion gave what the wolf needed and it pushed forward and bit into Jamie's calf. "Argg!" He screamed in pain, the wolf yanked its fangs out pulling a piece of. Flesh along with them and dashed towards the soon to be agents.
"No!" Jamie struggled to stand not to mention run and just as the Wolf was about to pounce, Calum hit it round the head with a broken branch. The blow knocked the wolf off-balance and sent it flying into the woods. "Jamie! You alright?" Mark came over and helped him towards the others. "Do you really think I'm fine with a chunk missing from my leg?" He quipped in reply. Shaking his head Calum spoke.
"You crazy bastard, come on, let's get your leg fixed up" Jamie was half dragged half carried towards the makeshift camp.
A few hours later Jamie had his leg patched up and there were no other strange or dangerous occurrences. The four trainees each took it in turns on watch whilst the others slept and luckily nothing happened.
As the recruits were getting ready a twig snapped, all looking to the direction they found James Adams and Mr Speaks. "Congratulations maggots, you've successfully completed Basic-Training... Well, very one but Ghost" Jamie just stared at Speaks. 'The... Hell...' "What do you mean everyone but me!" Jamie yelled to which Speaks grinned. "You still have something you need to do... Oh and if you fail everyone else does too" Jamie blinked. "Now pack your shit! We're heading back to the town!"
A few hours later the small group reached the town that had now became a ghost-town. Unlike how it was when they had first arrived the day before. Speaks then pointed to a large warehouse. "Right then, Ghost, all of your grey shirts are sitting somewhere in that warehouse and it's your job to retrieve them"
"Huh... Seems easy enough" as Jamie walked towards the warehouse James had a grim look. "Are you sure this is right?" He whispered to his colleague.
"Zara asked me to do this... Even if I'm not exactly comfortable with it though... I'm gonna enjoy watching this" Speaks whispered in return.
The remaining three recruits watched as Jamie entered the massive warehouse.
The inside was cloaked in Darkness but for a few lights and lamps."shit... I've gotta find the shirts in here?" He muttered. Progressing inwards was simple and he looked across the storage racks for something like a torch or a light of some kind heck, even a frickin candle would have been nice. Jamie edged along the rack when he heard a clattering sound. 'Someone else is in here' he moved himself into a more defensive and balanced stance, slowly moving down the aisle when he saw a flicker of a light. 'Shit...' His hand skimmed the rack until it fell upon a Wrench.
Another flicker and a dashing shadow. Footsteps came from behind and he immediately swung the heavy Wrench into the gut if his assailant. The figure crippled to the floor with an exasperated gasp of air. "Now then... Let's see what I'm up against" he muttered bending down and running his hands across the body. A male with a sturdy build wearing combat gear. A heat/night-vision pair of goggles which he took for his own along with a radio and knife; his previous one had been confiscated before-hand.
"Jeez... What the hell is going on here..." He proceeded forward whilst making sure to hide himself against all the shelves. A small static sound came from the small radio. "Charlie 1... Come in, Charlie 1" Jamie hesitated for a moment but then realised he could freak out whoever was on the other side. "Thanks for the warm up... So what's going on here huh? This some kind of test" he said speaking into the small black device. A slight gasp could be heard before an actual reply came. "What have you done! He better not be dead, Ghost!" Jamie snapped his fingers sending him into his darker side. "Oh don't worry he's not dead, but how about a trade, you tell me what's going on and I'll tell you where your friend is"
"Heh.. You really think I'm gonna tell you?"
Jamie sighed in response."I should of known it wouldn't be that easy... Well what ever, come get me!" He declared. This was the true extent of his mental-instability
A true second personality emerges under certain conditions. And those conditions had been filled as soon as he snapped his fingers. "The Ghost is waiting for you" Jamie, or Ghost as this side liked to call himself lowered his mask whist throwing away his Goggles.
The slight patter of footsteps was all that one could hear as he dashed towards the centre. His first target showed himself a cha in in hand which he whipped towards Ghost. "Hehe, no bad but... Not even close!" He swiftly jumped up complete dodging the chain and round house kicked the figure holding the metal weapon. "One down, how many of you are there?" He asked, Ghost spoke loudly on purpose, this way he'd attract more of the assailants his way whilst still sending his message through the radio. "There was originally 8, you've taken down two of us leaving six remaining... Oh and I should probably tell you, I'm the one holding your grey-shirts" this time two more figure appeared, one held a gun whilst a bat was in the others. "Shit..."
"Heh... Not so cocky now huh?"
"Huh? Oh that? I'm just not looking forward to getting shot is all" Ghost cut the radio and climbed up one of the shelves and scooted along just out of sight.
Once he was above the two figure he threw the knife he held at the marksman's hand and narrowly missed it by a slight margin. "Shit!" The young boy dropped from his position to the ground just before the Assailants and kicked the handgun form the marksman's hand before punching him in the gut, the handgun having been knocked away the figure was defenceless and Ghost quickly knocked him out. "One more down five to go, you guys are gonna need to step it up!" The figure with that bat swiftly moved in and took a swing into Ghost's gut which cleanly hit leaving him winded and crippled.
"Shit..." He gasped... Slowly standing up the young boy noticed the bat coming around for another swing. "Shit... You won't give me a break will you..?" Ghost sluggishly dodged the wooden bat. "You pissing me off!" The young boy jumped up and did a round house kick into the side of figures head and knocked him out.
"Two more down... I'm coming to get you~" he tried making his voice sound as insane as possible hopefully scaring the man on the other end Shitless.
What Ghost didn't know was that Zara, Kerry and Jennifer Mitchum were listening in on the conversation. "There were no signs whatsoever of anything like this..." Jennifer sighed. "What we gonna do about it?" She asked looking the chairwoman. "Well... As long as he doesn't kill anyone it should be fine..." Kerry was watching the footage coming form one of numerous cameras stationed in the warehouse. "How are we supposed to deal with this? We told him that his condition could be fixed but..."
"It still can" Jennifer cut in "it's similar to his other state, he enters on triggers and the reason for it even existing anyway is because of traumatic experiences"
Kerry sighed and returned to giving her entire attention to the screen.
Back in the warehouse Ghost was jumping about from shelf to shelf searching for the remaining people when a small voice rung in his head. 'Your enjoying this aren't you?' It was Jamie. "Of course I am, I get to fight without worrying about killing or even being killed... " he muttered. Just because they were separate personalities it didn't mean they had different beliefs. Neither of them liked killing... Though Ghost enjoyed fighting so a lot of the time it was left to Ghost on dangerous situations.
'To the right!' Ghost jumped out-of-the-way just barely missing a throwing knife. "Shit, that was close" jumping down from his position and knocking out the final Assailants other than the one with the shirts. "I'm coming to get you~" he grinned. He'd already knocked out 7 of the Assailant one are the other and now it was time he got his and the other trainees' shirts
After around ten to twenty minutes the young boy finally found the man holding his ticket to active-mission status. "I've found you~" he whispered into the radio as h jumped down to the man.
"Bring it on you little bastard!" The final Assailants pulled out a small handgun in which he aimed at Ghost. "Shit.. Another gun?!" Dodging to the side as the man pulled the trigger Ghost dodged the bullet by a hair leaving behind a small cut along his shoulder. "Gah" Ghost dashed at the figure and Kicked the Gun out of the man's hand before performing a kick aiming towards the man's temple. However, it was caught and Ghost was sent flying backwards. "Shit" tumbling to the ground beside the fallen gun. 'Did you really expect it to be that easy?' Jamie's voice once again echoed through Ghost's head. "Heh, i suppose I did" he muttered grabbing the handgun and pointing it at the figure.
"So... You give up?" He asked however the man smirked.
"Go ahead, pull the trigger, you'll still pass the test!" He lied.
"Oh, okay then" pulling the trigger of the gun and causing the man's eyes to go wide with shock, however, the pain he expected did not come and instead the bullet landed just before his feet. Dazing him and also confusing him it left an opening for Ghost who dashed forward and kicked the guy in the groin.
"You seriously thought I'd shoot you?" He asked the man shaking his head. "So, where's the shirts?" The man groaned before pulling out another smaller gun and aiming it at Ghost's leg. "Payback time" he simply uttered and pulled the trigger.
The guns hammer sprung forward igniting the bullet and propelling it into Ghost's leg. "Ah! Fuck!"he knelt on the ground nursing his own leg. "What the hell is your problem!" The man looked at Ghost's hand, he still held the gun he'd used to distract him yet he had no intention of using it. "Well done, you've passed Basic-training" he produced a small bag from his jacket. "Here are your shirts" Ghost just stared back at him. "Why the hell did you shoot me!?"
"To see how you'd respond, if you shot me back you would be kicked out of CHERUB or in the very least you'd be forced to do Basic all over again" Ghost stared back at the man and popped one of his pills into his mouth "Your kidding!"
Jamie had now regained control of his body and limping away with bag in hand.
The small team comprised of CHERUB staff and Trainees waited patiently for Jamie to return and when they saw him limping out of the warehouse with a leg covered in blood they knew something was up. The first to run was Kate who sprinted towards her partner yelling his name followed closely behind by James.
"Jamie! What the hell happened!?" He ginned faintly and held out the bag containing all of the Grey-shirts., he only spoke three words before fainting. "We did it..."
A/N:
Here it is! Im sorry for the late update but I've had a bunch if stuff going in recently and haven't really found the time to do much writing :P
quick question for you guys/Gals, what do you think of Jamie's 2nd personality? He won't exactly appear all the time and really only the monologues between Jamie and Ghost and the fight scenes, other than that he's gonna stay pretty silent. But still, would you like to see more of him or less?