Levicus

By: Zack Adgers

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The Beginning Pt. I

It was a cold winter's night that brought about a white soft texture of snow along with bursts of wind that made the snowflakes race with each other with grace and determination. The snow covered every inch of the roads, to small and big buildings along with the Hover Cars and regular cars in the City of Exodus like an infant being swaddled for a peaceful sleep. And the wind whistled a sweet gentle tune that is so pure it make you want to open your windows to listen to the blissful melody. Suddenly the loud propellers of helicopters began to disrupt the majestic winter wonderland.

Helicopters could be seen hovering around a luxurious tower that if you were to stand at the rooftop it make you feel like you were closer to Heaven. Inside of The Helicopter, the soldiers in the passenger station were quite puzzled about the situation at hand. A tall 6'7" African male about in his mid 20's with a tank of a body structure and a sleek exoskeleton suit with red trims and a heavy windbreaker coat with a brown wolf fur hoodie and sweats, He had a military style buzz cut with a big machine gun strapped on his back.

He walked up to the boy's with his huge arms crossed over his chest and with a deep sarcastic tone in his voice replied: "Great so the Boss man wants us to do a babysitting mission with two brats who prolly dont even how to hold a gun yet alone shoot one on this job. Shit he must've been too drunk when decided to conjure up this idea." The men began to laugh hysterically at the joke.

Meanwhile, one of the soldiers began to look at one of the teenage boys. The one he eyed was a 17 year old African male with an afro full of Jeri Curls, he was of a skinny build with a slight hint of muscle, one of his eyes was covered with a uniquely high tech eyepatch with some scarring around the outer part of his socket, while his other eye was that of a dark brown color with no life in it as if someone took the very essence from them.

His facial expression was impassive with no sign of emotions behind them. He too had a sleek exoskeleton suit, a heavy windbreaker coat with wolf fur on it like the Brolic male did, he also wore gloves to keep his hands warm, and behind his back was a 20" katana blade and a small hand gun strapped to his waist. "Hey kid, what's your name?" Said the male soldier across from him. The young males head began to slowly rise that would show a soulless brown hue in his eye: "My name is Jabari Wilson, Sir."

The man downsized him that this boy hadn't a clue to what the taste of war was like and about the fact that one mistake could be his last day living or a taste of victory could mean another story added into your life to pass down for generations to come. The man had a flashback of when he eavesdrop on The Boss and Jabari's conversation, in that moment he knew the kid's survival rate was very slim.

"Hmph, I don't even know why I asked his name I mean he won't last 2 seconds on the field plus it's a Negotiation War which means if one of the Organizations is not fond with the trade for supply that only means one thing they must take it by force and it seems that The Boss has made his mind up. "The Organization Quantum was not in agreeance with Levicus's terms of trade." He paused for a minute in his thoughts but was interrupted by the rattling of the turbulence of the helicopter fighting with the wind due to the blizzard.

The wintry wind would cause the helicopters to have a rough landing on the helipads of each of the nearby Levicus vantage points. As the doors began to open and they would begin to walk onto the platform for the mission, but for Jarbari it was quite different for once he got off the helicopter to have his feet feel the crunch of the snow and the rush of the blizzard wind that would ruffle his windbreaker and his afro would sway in the breeze in a rough circular motion that sent a sense of a light brown shift of life in his eye that made him feel at ease with nothing to worry about but to just feel the embrace of comfort and peace. The snowflakes would give soft pecks on his cheeks giving them a slight red as if Winter and himself shared their first kiss and his cold red cheeks would symbol her lips of love towards him. Only as a child, Jabari only imagined what it meant to be surrounded by the lovely ivory from inside the building while being taught by his mentor in years past.

"How...How could the world produce something so pure and so radiant in this grimace of a city."

Thought Jabari in his subconscious estate. While he was still caught in a daydream he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder which turned that light brown hue of life in his eye back into the soulless hue of dark brown. A young Italian male probably a year older than the African teenager, he was the same height as Jabari, his jet black hair would reach down to his neck and it was slightly getting covered by the snow due to high winds from the blizzard which caused his hair to move rapidly.

He too had a skinny physique but he is more athletic in the muscle area. He too had a heavy windbreaker but his wolf fur was gray as well as his windbreaker to match the scenery, he also wore gloves like the others to keep his hands warm, but what he carried on his back was a large silver suitcase that would hold his rifle. He too had a sleek exoskeleton suit but his was quite different from the others for his had a green trim around the black areas of the suit with mini circular pixels on it for what it's use is for is not certain at the moment.

"Aye sorry to get you out of your winter paradise of a wonderland but it seems that I will be your ACE and the guy who asked about you he will be monitoring us since this is yours and mines first mission directed from The Boss himself." Replied the young Italian male.

In Jabari's body language and eye contact he would turn his head towards him and walk on by him as if he did not hear anything he said and continue to be in awe with his "Winter Paradise". It would bring about a burning frustration in the young boy's body for it took everything for him not to shout like an immature brat in front of his subordinates. So he decided to take a deep breathe and did the biggest grin that would show his teeth and with a reply, " Alright, I'm glad that we got to be well acquainted Good Luck on The Mission prick!."

As they arrived to their mission table the winds began to blow furiously causing the temperatures to drop drastically causing the men to start squeezing onto their heavy jackets and each soldier used their left hands to grip tightly on their hoodies to protect their faces from being frost-bitten.

Jabari began to walk towards the table to listen to his very first debriefing. "Good Evening everyone I'm Lieutenant Quinton, and I will be in charge of this mission." Everyone at the table would show him respect and honor and give him a salute except for Jabari and his new found ACE they did not know why everyone was doing that notion until someone nudged the two young boys to show the same respect.

Quinton had already cut the formalities and went straight to business, "Alright I want to get right down to the middle for Our Boss has given us well constructed orders before we boarded the helicopters to deliver him a well sout performance. My demolition squad will be directed by HIM, he will take the other squads that have landed on the other vantages into the building on my command." Quinton said while looking at the Big Man.

He punched his hands together in excitement, " With pleasure Sir, We gone beat some Quantum ass on the real and then after this I'm gone get me some…" he was quickly interrupted by Quinton as he continued on with the directions that was given to him. Once the debriefing was over and the men went into battle formations they all grabbed their grappling hooks and began to slide down the building like a horde getting ready to steal all that was wondrous and bountiful.

When the roaring from the men was finally silent and the sound of the air was potent again Quinton began to look at his new comers and walked in between them with hope but yet feared for them at the same time. He would put his hands on both their heads, "He-he, aye whats our mission cap'n" Replied the young Italian, he was filled with encouragement it shocked the lieutenant thus he smiled at him. Once he looked at the young Jabari he still was not sure what he was capable of and made him concerned about The Boss's decision for putting a boy like him on the field.

Meanwhile back at the Headquarters of Levicus, A 60 year old man could see the mission from an eagle's eye while sipping on the finest Bourbon and Whiskey mix that was chilled on the rocks while eating his meal that was handmade from the Chef's themselves. He would grin at the sight to see his operatives do a splendid mission in the cold terrain of Exodus. "B-Bulter, do you...do you see how Quinton treats those boys like as if their his own? That was not how it was in my day if you were afraid your ass would be the first one to get shot n-not this comfort you bullshiit."

But in the back of The Boss's mind he wanted to see how good the deprogramming has advanced over the years course so he kept a close eye on Jabari to make sure nothing faltered from this experiment like the others have. ( Rattle, Rattle, Rattle), " I need some more Bourbon mixed with Whiskey please."Replied The Boss. An older butler would assist with opening both bottles and screw a pour cap to both and began to pour it into the glass and once The Boss put his fingers together and he would raise up his right hand quickly to signal the butler to stop pouring the beverages. Before he took a sip of it he would swirl the ice around in the cup thus it echoed with a (Cling, Cling, Cling) and he began to take a sip of his drink which gave him a warm sensation as it went down his throat.

Once he put the drink down, the lackadaisical demeanor changed to being serious and he began to lean closer on the desk with his hands beginning to come together with the fingertips touching the back of his hands along with his elbows bent and his head would lean forward letting his lips be covered in between his hands. His forehead also began to wrinkle in concentration he replied in a stern tone to the camera that had Quinton, Jabari, and the young ACE, "Don't fail me Quinton you are the only hope for these boys to understand what battle is really like."