Post by Frank Rook on Feb 27, 2014 6:43:03 GMT -5
”What can we do? There must be something we…” she started to say when the noise that Frank recognized quite well reached their ears. More ships. Bringing reinforcements. Fuck…
”Someone called in reinforcements. Thank God,” Sparrow added. No, God wasn’t taking any calls today…
”Someone get on a radio, raise one of those ships. Warn them about the fuck heads in the water. They did as much damage as Dakari,” he said to the soldiers. Several started to adjust their radios, trying all channels to raise one of the ships. ”Tell them to use fire. Napalm, Hellfire’s, whatever they have. Burn the son’s of bitches,” he added. Frank learned from his last encounter with Adrian. Water manipulation was tricky, but it was as simple as second grade science class to kill one. He looked over to Reggie, watching her struggle with her power. She created a small shape in her hand, made of pure energy. She struggled for a moment, and she soon gained control and used it to light up a box in the corner of the room.
”Wow. I think I know what to do…” she said, moving to open up the path. Frank helped her, and when she stepped out into the street, he followed her closely.
“Once they see the ships, they’ll just cut our army down,” Sparrow said. She was right. They were almost out of time. He gave it ten minutes, maybe. If they couldn’t kill Dakari by that time, and Adrian with his water tricks, a lot more people would die.
”No matter what happens, I’ll be right here with you. If anything happens, you run, and you don’t look back,” he said, bringing the rifle he’d picked up from a fallen Marine and taking the safety off. He shouldered it and held it at low ready, taking a breath and looking toward the fighting going on. Today was a day that could very well result in his death. How, he didn’t know, because plenty of people had been trying to do that for decades and failed, but he was as ready as he’d ever been. He thought back to the people who’d died under his command. His protection.
Not one more, he thought. Today, I die, or nobody does.
”Someone called in reinforcements. Thank God,” Sparrow added. No, God wasn’t taking any calls today…
”Someone get on a radio, raise one of those ships. Warn them about the fuck heads in the water. They did as much damage as Dakari,” he said to the soldiers. Several started to adjust their radios, trying all channels to raise one of the ships. ”Tell them to use fire. Napalm, Hellfire’s, whatever they have. Burn the son’s of bitches,” he added. Frank learned from his last encounter with Adrian. Water manipulation was tricky, but it was as simple as second grade science class to kill one. He looked over to Reggie, watching her struggle with her power. She created a small shape in her hand, made of pure energy. She struggled for a moment, and she soon gained control and used it to light up a box in the corner of the room.
”Wow. I think I know what to do…” she said, moving to open up the path. Frank helped her, and when she stepped out into the street, he followed her closely.
“Once they see the ships, they’ll just cut our army down,” Sparrow said. She was right. They were almost out of time. He gave it ten minutes, maybe. If they couldn’t kill Dakari by that time, and Adrian with his water tricks, a lot more people would die.
”No matter what happens, I’ll be right here with you. If anything happens, you run, and you don’t look back,” he said, bringing the rifle he’d picked up from a fallen Marine and taking the safety off. He shouldered it and held it at low ready, taking a breath and looking toward the fighting going on. Today was a day that could very well result in his death. How, he didn’t know, because plenty of people had been trying to do that for decades and failed, but he was as ready as he’d ever been. He thought back to the people who’d died under his command. His protection.
Not one more, he thought. Today, I die, or nobody does.