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Chapter 13

*BANG*

A sudden silence gripped the room, everything seemed to have slowed down. Darjeeling looked up to see maho clutching her arm, her coat slowly sleeve slowly turning red, a look of fear gripping her face.

She turned slowly seeing Pekoe and Assam raising their rifles and turning. Two Saunders soldiers charging towards the door.

Then it hit her... that figure...

A small woman stood in the door, holding a smoking pistol. her clothes were torn and dirty, her brown hair overgrown and matted.

"THIS IS FOR THE 3 YEARS YOU HELD ME CAPTIVE" the figure screeched, slowly marching through the doors.

*BANG*

Maho gripped both of her arms, dropping to the floor.

The two saunders soldiers reached the figure and tackled her, causing her third shot to smack into the roof above them.

"LET GO OF ME" the figure shouted.

Assam and Pekoe turned and ran towards Maho, lying her on the floor, the cuffed her and began to treat her wounds.

Darjeeling put her revolver into her holster and slowly approached the struggling figure on the floor.

"Rukuriri?" She softly whispered...

The figure stopped squirming under the soldiers, tilting her head to see Darjeeling she replied "Darjeeling?"

Darjeeling dropped to her knees in front of her, as the two soldiers slowly let go of Rukuriri, one grabbing her radio and whispering. She bolted from the floor, tears streaming from her eyes "DARJEELING" she repeated.

Rukuriri fell onto Darjeeling, clutching her sleeves and crying uncontrollably.

"I thought... I thought you..." Darjeeling stammered hugging her tightly.

"How did you?..." She looked Rukuriri in the eyes, "What happened?"

Before she could answer, Rosehip barreled the room carrying a small pack of rations and water, Rukuriri snatching them eagerly, "I heard on the radio, our Rukuriri is back!" Her face beamed in a wide smile. "I reckon she-"

"ROSEHIP SHUSH" Darjeeling cut her off, causing Rosehip to go a shade of red and look away...

"It was the day of the finale" Rukuriri said between bites and sips, "We were ambushed and knocked out remember?"

Darjeeling scowled in thought, before nodding softly.

"I took a walk to calm down, i knew id let you down again" her voice trembled, "Then i heard the sirens, the alarms telling us to evacuate, I sprinted back to the tank garages, but everyone was gone..." more tears poured from her eyes, as Darjeeling hugged her tightly.

Behind them, Naomi had entered the room and was helping Pekoe carry the wounded Maho out to the military police outside.

"I sprinted to the docks and i saw you..." She gulped "On the ship, clawing on the fence as it pulled from the docks..."

Darjeeling began to cry, visions of her nightmares popped into her head.

"Then i saw Kay, she loaded me onto her tank and we moved to get to their ship..."

"MA'AM" A soldier sprinted into the room.

Everyone looked up at the panicked officers face.

"WE NEED TO LEAVE"

Darjeeling stood slowly, helping Rukuriri to her feet.

"What's going o-"

*BOOM*

The building shook around them.

"Pravda ships have arrived off the coast!" the officer shouted as everyone ran to the exit.

A loud screech reverberated over the city as they left the front of the town hall.

"WELL MAHO, I SAID I WAS COMI-" Katyushas bellowed, "She's been captur?" A quiet voice cut her off...

"I GUESS I AM THE RULER THEN. SURRENDER NOW AND I WILL ONLY HAVE YOU IMPR-" A thunderous explosion rocked one of the ships off the coast, as two Gloriana fighter-bombers soared past. Crew members sprinting across its deck, some evacuating, some trying to fight the fires that had now sprung up.

"DAMMIT! I JUST HAD THAT REPAIRED" Katyusha screeched.

"Maybe you should have just attacked rather than use all these theatrics" A soft voice was picked up by the microphone.

"ENOUGH NONNA!" an uncomfortably long silence followed, "I get enough of that from Klara..."

Nonnas mumbled through the tannoy

"I KNOW ITS STILL ON... CRUSH THE CITY"

Off the coast, the ships unleashed a thunderous volley of fire.

Darjeeling sprinted to the convoy, people clambering onto the tanks as they turned to retreat from the city, She climbed into her churchill, followed shortly by Rukuriri, Pekoe and Assam. Explosions ripped through the buildings around them, shaking and rattling their vehicles.

Darjeeling looked out of the view port at the city behind her, once again in flames, the sky above black with smoke.

Rosehip and her Crusaders barreling past.

She sighed, she'd taken Maho alive, and she'd found Rukuriri, yet all she could think of was Kay...

She picked up her radio.

"Darjeeling to FOB Alpha, come in"

"FOB Alpha to Darjeeling, reading you clear, over" The radio crackled back

"Has Kay been..?" she gulped.

"Kay has been taken to a MASH unit, I'm awaiting an updated" Naomi's voice cut her off.

"Will she?"

"I hope not..." fear clearly gripped Naomis voice, despite her efforts to hide it.

Rukuriri hugged Darjeeling tightly, "She will be fine"

Darjeeling turned and looked at Rukuriri, fear flooding her mind, "I hope she'll be ok, I cant loose her, What did she want to ask me?" she thought to herself.

Realising Rukuriri and Pekoe were watching her, she snapped back to attention, and in a poor attempt to lighten the mood, "I think we need to get you a bath Rukuriri"

Rukuriri turned bright red, and softly smacked Darjeeling, "3 years in a KMM prison will do that..."

Pekoe and Assam quietly chuckled in their seats.

"Ok, get us to the FOB, we need to decide how we're going to get Katyusha" Darjeeling said in her radio.

"Yes Ma'am" a chorus of replies chimed in.