Enlisted

Slowly awakening to the sound of a muffled conversation somewhere behind you, you open your eyes and see two shadows in a square of sunlight on the dirt floor (one of a man and one of a pony). You slept the whole night right under a window...the conversation wasn't heated, but one of the men sounded irritated and he was pointing at objects off in the distance with his rifle.

"Hey, Dash." you whisper trying not to be heard by the two outside. "Daaaash, we gotta move quietly."

She slowly opens her eyes looks over at you and gives you a sleepy smile. The smile quickly fades and turns stern as she looks out the window and sees what you've been hearing. She looks back at you when you put a finger over your lips to silently make a "shh" sign. She rolls off of you and slides up against the wall, not letting her carbine hit the ground, and motions for you to shimmy down the wall and into the next room.

"Hey, wheres my weapon?" you say quietly while drawing the knife from your chest holster.

"Oh crap, it's in the room where we slept. Sorry I didn't think of it."

"Nah, it's alright. I was just making sure I still had it, those two in there need to go quietly." you say eyeing your knife.

Dropping all of your excess gear to prevent any noise, you slowly move into the room while staying crouched and lean up against the wall right underneath the window. Contemplating how you're going to get both of them with one knife, a stroke of luck occurs, the conversation ends and the pony trots away. Your heart begins to race as you develope your plan, this has to take place in a split second or you're screwed. You rotate the knife so the blade faces you for slitting as you count down in your head. Three.....Two....One..

Shooting up to a stand you're right behind him, your left hand wraps under his chin and jerks his head backwards and the knife in your other hand rams down into his left jugular. As quickly as you stabbed him you yank him through the window and onto the floor while tearing your knife to the right, giving him a smile ear-to-ear, and letting out a quick spray that turns a small potion of the wall into modern art. He lies there in the dirt, gurgling the blood that is collecting in his throat and pouring out onto the ground, his eyes twitching back and forth around the room... looking for help you guess...

You're not sure what is possessing you to do this, maybe just your inner beast breaking out, but as you stare at him your right foot raises about 2ft. over his face. Without hesitating you put all of your weight into this one sudden stomp that caves in his face with a sickening wet crunch.

Looking over to the doorway you shimmied through you see Dash with a slightly worried look that shows you she witnessed the twisted spectacle that just occured.

"Uhh... are you ok babe?" she asks cautiously.

Looking down at the man you'd just broken you start shuffling your feet.

"Yea, I'll be ok... I just need to get out of this hole.." you say a little glumly.

You wipe your knife off on the dead guy's shirt and holster it. Picking up your M4 you top off the ammo and wait for her to join you by the doorway.

"I never thanked you for dragging me in here."

"I'll take last night as just one big 'Thank you' if thats ok with you." she says pecking your cheek.

"Plus you pulled me out of the way of that rocket, sooo that makes us even."

"Heh, yea.... c'mon I think I can see Base from here." and with that the pony that left so you could stab his friend came back and now he's staring at you from his post.

He attempts to let out shout for intruders, but he's quickly cut off with a double-tap from your M4. The two rounds bury themselves in his skull causing him to slunk to the ground. Both of you crouch in the shadows in the nearest alley and wait for his reinforcements to appear, but close to a minute later everything is still silent.

"Alright, let's move." she says confidently.

Still crouching, you move along the walls towards your destination and always anticipating another ambush. Trying to keep a decent pace, your paranoia periodically makes you stop in your tracks and listen for footsteps or the sound of a weapon being loaded or cocked.

"At this rate it'll take us a week to get back..." she says irritantly, but she understands why.

"I know I know.... just don't want to poke the hornet's nest any more than I have to." you say with a 'submitted' tone.

Just as you finish your sentence a small group of mulisha walk out of an alley about 20ft. ahead of you. You dart away from the wall towards a torched car while spraying their gerenal area with your assault rifle. This gets their attention immediately, especially because two of them are now writhing in pain on the ground, and thats what you wanted.

"Focus on me, not her... I gotcha' bitch." That thought runs through your head as you quickly pick off two more mulisha.

Dash, noticing what your plan is, playfully feels left out and decides she needs to get in on this. Quickly pulling a grenade off her belt she pulls the pin and cooks it for two seconds, then lobs it right behind the last one standing. Him reloading was enough of a distraction to prevent him from noticing what was about to happen. Quickly noticing his disposition you aim for his knee and blow it out causing him to fall and curl up right over the grenade. A split second later it goes off and blows him in half. His legs go up in the air and land on someone's roof, that'll be a nice surprise, and his torso skitters down the street in your direction and lands equal distance between you and Dash.

You run towards her and she jumps on you, wrapping her forelegs around your neck, and you wrap your arms around her as well.

"That was sooo awsome!" she screams with excitement. "But don't you ever get shot at to protect me again..." she finishes her thought with a light growl.

"Mmmmm... no. I've considered your request AND I refuse politely." you joke with her and stick your tongue out smiling.

"Ugh, fine, but please don't get shot. I've already seen you get blown up and I don't want to go through that again." she says with a look of heartache.

"Hey, look at me. I've said it before and I'll say it again. 'I am not going anywhere.' Ok?"

And with that she gives a slow and gentle kiss that makes you regret waiting to get blown up to kiss her. The hug breaks soon after the kiss does and you let her down gently.

"Now come on, I don't think we have to be quiet anymore. Plus we can be back at base before it gets dark."