When the sun goes down

by vanillavoid

Chapter 2: Can't you taste it's coppery taste? You have, I can see it on yours lips.

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It was chaos. Not the chaos you'd see on a battlefield, bullets flying everywhere, but the chaos that a nightclub holds. A male was drinking from a cracked glow stick to see if it would make him sparkle, a female covered in purple glowing rings with piercings practically everywhere was riding on his back, her breasts out fully. "Focus on the mission F-654." I stated my command clearly. The nervous soldier tore his aze away from the female, his footfalls becoming harder, his heartrate couldn't have gotten any faster, the rapid beeping coming from speakers in my helm matched the heart monitors in the top-left corner of my HUD, all were slow but F-654's. "Focus F-654. We're here to catch a crusader, not women." I walk a little faster and nudge his back roughly with my rifle, he stumbles and leads the line faster. Behind me were a few , more soldiers, all of which were hardened. "S-433, what's the tracker say?"

The soldier right behind me nodded and pulled a tablet from a leg-mounted holster, he lifted it up to his eyes and turned it on. "He's in the back room." He had the same voice as the soldier in front of me, exactly the same, mine only being different due to the fact that I had my vocal cords removed forcibly via sniper round and had to get them replaced. I nod, looking back at the soldier's helm. Me and S-433 were the only ones who decided to wear our helmets in the humid air, the rest wearing respirators. "I swear, any more narcotic laced smoke and we'd be cooked when we left." S-433 joked, chuckling a little, out of over ninety million troops, only five percent of the cult of sol giggled, I was one of them. Letting out a small giggle at what was considered a joke in Cult of Sol terms we reach the door.

"Stack up!" The entire squad pressed their backs to the wall, the rookie in front.

"Who are we even going to get?" The rookie clearly hadn't read the debriefing.

"Augustus, one of the leading members of the 13th crusade, skip the debriefing and I'll have you scrapped." I threatened the rookie calmly, he let out a whimper. "Breach the door F-654, we don't have all day." He nods and walk in front of the door. As he raised his boot to kick it in the door exploded, the area was filled with soot and smoke. A long beep comes through my helmet, F-654 was dead. I heard screams, lots of them, S-433 dies, the long, drawn out beep invading my helm. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" I regain conciseness, Night Tussle is looking at me worried.

"Are you okay?" I frantically shake my head. "What's wrong?"

"I remember, It was a slaughter!" Tears start to fall from my eyes at an alarming rate.

"hey, it's okay, you're safe, away from all that horrible stuff now." Night Tussle leans forward and hugs me, I freeze up, this was my first hug.

"Why are you hugging me?"

"Because I'm worried about you, you fell unconscious for a bit."

"Oh, ok." I look at the house over Night Tussle's shoulder, I see the one story house, it looks nice, but cheap, there are a few garbage bags out front. "I've never been in a house peacefully before."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'll tell you someday." He nods and wheels me to the door, I open it for myself and he wheels me inside. The room is clearly the living room, dominated by a large white couch, able to seat 5 people comfortably. A large TV sits in one corner of the room, it seemed, wrong, different.

"I just realized I never got your name. What's your name?"

"A-274."

"That's, nice."

"Thank you, can you show me where I will be sleeping?"

"Sure." He wheels me to a hall, this hall seems to lead to most of the house, he takes me to the first door on the right and opens it, showing a large bed low to the ground.

"Can you set me in it?" He nods and walks in front of the chair, he grabs me and pull me past him, onto the bed. "Thank you, I'm going to take a nap, when will we eat?"

"Whenever you're hungry."

"Can we eat when I wake? I suspect I'll be eating two times the normal amount to get enough mass to grow my limbs back."

"Sure, I'm gonna go watch MV." He starts his sentence with a suspicious tone and leaves. After a few moments I fall asleep.

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