Lone space soldier

[lonespacesoldier]

spacesoldierssaga:

“Lavana, you got it all wrong!” Zadam was so ready to tell her the truth. Who he really was and what he had become. He didn’t think twice of the other Zadam before them both. There was just this pulse, the voice that couldn’t quit telling him that he shouldn’t let his own self get in the way. But as he’d know his own self, the fourteen year-old kid wouldn’t stand back.

“Lavana, there’s nowhere else to go. I have to defeat him. I have to. It’s the only way I can save you.” The younger Zadam replied to her pleading. “Don’t worry, you never truly lost me. You never will.”

Zadam’s heart skipped a beat at his kid self’s words. Somehow, he felt that was a lie if it was coming from his own mouth. He wasn’t the same kid who spoke those words so sure. He was a soldier with a mission, hands sullied with the blood of those he had to kill for freedom. And that kid…that kid was long gone.

And he was. In a blink of an eye, there was only Lavana standing there. And then, he turned to the chaos that happened simultaneously as his thoughts, finding one of his feisty comrades aiming at the Lozian girl.

“RIONA, NO!” 

He immediately jumped at her arm, with all intentions of lowering the firearm to the ground before that finger pulls the trigger. But time had slowed. He was getting farther and farther from the gun as if a blackhole was sucking him away, Lavana’s salvation sinking in the distance.

“DONT SHOOT!”

But did she fire?

The shot roar like thunder. As Zadam shouts at her, she pulls the trigger aiming the fairy girl. The gun shot didn't cover Lavana's scream. It pierces the air like a sharp knife in the guts, tearing your soul appart.  She tried to grabs his arm, like Zadam was still next to her as she slowly falls. Everything was is slow motion like even the time was holding it breath. Her left ear rings like someone scream next to her... or like this time when Ryle woke everybody up with that horrible boat horn. She expect the ground to hits her hard, except it was soft. For some seconds she was laying down on the ground until she realized that the bullet never hits her. The soldier girl lift her rifle and grunt. She gave her usual yet so familiar looks to Zadam, the big sister schooling her little brother, covering for his mess, once more.

''No way I would be punish because of your weakness Zad, I shoot, yet seems that I miss. On purpose maybe, but don't make me regret this. We can't be weak here, if you do, you won't wake up tomorrow, you will be the one who would being shot and GODS know that Shal wait for this so he can put a bullet between your sweet eyes,child.''

It took some moments before she had the reflex to look around. Lavana lift her head and looks at the two soldiers, realizing her luck to still be alive. But she couldn't make her mind, run and maybe get shot or accept her faith?                                                                          

[lonespacesoldier]

spacesoldierssaga:

Hearing his name, hearing that voice, everything made sense in a snap. But Zadam didn’t have a chance to get a hold of it all. Because as his eyes widened seeing that beautiful face he thought he could now only dream about, it watched as the ground swallowed her. 

“No!” He yelped, digging through the soil that turned to sand, golden sand just like the dunes in his base planet. Pretty soon, it started engulfing him too, climbing up his sleeves, his pants, eventually devouring up his waist and neck as he yelled back her name. 

“Lavana!”

And then…there was light. His feet landed softly on a surface that didn’t exist, watching the girl float away from him. No matter. All he wanted was to tell her that she was indeed there. His mouth opened, about to call out to her as his hand stretched to reach her.  But as he did, another figure appeared, catching the girl in its arms. Did it materialize out of nowhere?

“I’m here, Lavana! Get behind me!” The other figure spoke. And as Zadam neared them, he stumbled in shock. It was a boy. A teenage boy. Upright stature. Two legs. Round ears. Cyan eyes. Blue hair. Zadam’s own feet halted to an abrupt stop. He couldn’t believe what he’s seeing. 

“Y–you’re me…”

“STAY BACK!” The other boy warned out loud, waving a makeshift weapon - a hockey stick as if it had anything against the gun hanging his opponent’s back. Zadam watched his other self closely, realizing that he was looking at none other than his fourteen year-old image. That armor worn over his shirt, a gift from Mom one Christmas in Shirud.  It was the age when he first lost his family, and gained a new one.

He was speechless. Dumbfounded. How was this even possible? But they locked gazes - two of the the same young man five years of life apart. There wasn’t any doubt in the kid’s eyes. Not a trace of fear. No, maybe he did fear the uniformed soldier in front of him. But he was brave enough to face it -  to protect what was important to him. The thought pierced a long and sharp thorn through his chest, not because he feared the kid himself. It was that vigor, that courage. He was looking at the very things that he let himself lose. 

They were reunite at last! Lavana felt her heart burst with joy. No more endless night wondering where is he, if he’s fine, if he moved on? They can now have their happy ever and after but brats’ style of course. She’s not a princess after all… Well She was his princess and that’s only thing that matter.

The fairy girl glare back at the soldier. She felt stronger, more than ever with him by her side. Like in the old days when they fight the shock for the first time.

“ I knew you would come and save me! I’m so happy! Let’s kick his ugly butt and go home together”

But Lavana’s blood freeze and eyes became full of fear like she was seeing the whole shock army. She pull Zadam’s sleeve and gave him same face right before they were split appart five years ago.   

“Come on Zadam! We need to flee! We can overrun one soldier but not that many! I… I don’T want to lose you ever again!’‘

She grabs the boy’s arm in an attempt to make him move at last. Her voice cracked as she continue.

‘‘I cry too many nights, trying to find sleep snuggling with your old jacket… It does not smell like you anymore…P-Please come back home with me! I’m begging you!’‘

A loud growl slowly rise behind the soldier and soon the ground shakes under his feet, like a thousand trinosaurds were running toward him. The air went dry and the soft white light became hotter… like tree suns.They were now back on the base planet. The growl split into a hundred shout, it was disorienting but a familiar voice breaks this horrible orchestra.

’'Come on Zad! Shoot them! They will flee!!”

A familiar yet blurry silhouette stand next to the soldier and cock her gun.

“If you don’t shoot them NOW, I’ll! No fucking way I’ll stay in this hell because you. The quicker you shoot them the sooner you will see your girlfriend!”

The silhouette was clearly aiming at the two love bird.

‘‘One rock, two birds as they say’‘

[lonespacesoldier]

spacesoldierssaga:

What?

Zadam felt it. That electrifying jolt in the nerves, travelling towards his heart, shocking it, making it leap. 

What was that?

He was certain it wasn’t adrenaline. It was almost ecstatic. A feeling he could recall that only one thing had ever given him. 

The feeling of her soul touching his.

The young soldier didn’t understand the actions his body made. The tackle was supposed to render the target motionless for captivity. He would’ve grabbed on its head and slam it against the ground while his weight kept it pinned down. But he wasn’t able to do any of it. Like protective shields, his arms padded their fall, their bodies comfortably rolling all over the dust. The kicking brought him back, and he wouldn’t have had the time to evade all of it, save for the last one. 

“STAY–” 

He grunted in the struggle. His gloved hand grabbed on the target’s ankle, and the other one to render the legs motionless until he could prop his own body on top of them. With brute force, he was able to grab on its wrists to pull them apart, slamming them against the ground. 

“STILL!” 

He was finally in control of the target. In control of the situation. But in between all its attempts to plug away from its capture, its cloak was slowly revealing the identity of who it was under it. Zadam’s heart took another leap. And his eyes widened at the glimpse of what seemed like elongated ears and raven hair sticking out in their tangled clothing. 

“LET ME GO!” She screamed her heart out, her voice was full of despair. Heads up, to defied the soldier but her hoods went down revealing her face and pointy ears and her hopes to get out of this mess felt down as she acknowledged that this fight was lost. Her eyes closed, watery, admitting her defeat. This touch, HIS touch! Her heart skip a beat, how come she’s feeling him at this awful moment? He is near, for sure! It was this spark, his spark… No, their spark. It was unique to the elven girl and her crush, nothing can be compared or emulate this strong connection. He was near, he could save her… He will save her! She opened her big deep purple eyes, they were no more filled by fear but with determination.

“I won’t be your prisoner! HE will save me! Zadam will free me at all cost, you hear! LET ME GO!!” She started fighting again, even tho the soldier was too strong, her will was reborn. At this moment, the ground felt softer, she started sinking it it like a quicksand swallowing her whole. Except that the soldier saw sinking with her. Horrified she screamed his name as loud as she could, her ears was buzzing, her heart racing like a crazy horse.

Within a minute, both were eaten alive by the soil. Everything went dark and warm.  In a blink, the darkness was chased by a strong white light blinding the predator and his prey.   It took some seconds before her eyes adjust to the strong light. They were standing, some meter separate them now and more importantly she was free! 

As she feels her body freed from the soldier, her coat floated in the air, her slender body was moving by itself, running as fast as she could. She had a second chance, and he was here! “ZADAM! I’M HERE! HELP ME!!”

[spacesoldierssaga]

In the army, Zadam had learned to use his legs real fast. And for what? Running away from enemies wasn’t a common thing when you are the enemy. Yes - They were trained to run fast not to flee, but to go after a fleeing target. This sprint wasn’t any different from how he did it in training. Except it was real. 

The cloaked target wasn’t fast at all. But it was slender, almost small in size that it could squeeze into tiny spaces. A young teen was always a preferred hostage. Easy to bring into the system. Easy to game. Zadam would know himself. He was one of them too.

And like this fleeing target, he had his share of running.

Like a vivid movie, the memories of his capture played all over his line of sight. His hands jamming all over his cruiser control. The sight of his bestfriend’s ship going down. Mother planetoid  bursting in to pieces, taking the rest of his family in there. His sister, his blue-balled friend, his love. In a second, they were gone. And then finally–the Hosts’ mothership, sucking him in like mythical rogue black hole.

And indeed it was. Because even when his rebel heart beat for justice and freedom, there wasn’t a way out. Except this life. This system. This run. 

“You don’t give up, do you?” He spoke from inside the protective helmet, giving him calculations, distances, and the coordinates of his target’s whereabouts. He was beginning to struggle to breath. It was just too damn persistent. He was catching up, but he feared of losing sight. The chase has gone long enough for it to get tired and resolve into hiding. And from his distance of fifty or so yards, just way damn impossible to jump at it on a tackle.

Unless…

The gun strapped to his back was suddenly a good idea that if he didn’t have the sanity he still had as a rebel brat of the lost planetoid back then, his arm would already aiming. His fist trembled in a clenched ball, lips uttering a small cuss. But he had to catch it. He had to. 

“WHY DO YOU KEEP RUNNING!?” He yelled from his spot, a question he might’ve asked himself as well, propelling his own body towards one last burst of speed, until he had momentum and distance to jump it. He launched himself forward, an arm going around the target’s body until they are both falling to the ground, rolling as they hit the soil hard. Dust flying around, he lay there in a halt, the cloaked target in his tight tackle. 

[lonespacesoldier]

Running away, that a strange concept when you knew how to fly. Running always been her weakness. If only she still had her wings. Oh her wings… It’s been some years now but this didn’t came on her mind until now. She miss flying, specialy when you have to flee. But she miss him even more than her wings. She was in loves and always will be.

She was giving all to loose this soldier, at least she was agile which compensate for her slow pace. « No time to look back » she thoughts « You must flee that bastard if you want to see your long lost crush again » She hear him shouts at her but her blood was rushing to her ears and the adrenalyn makes her unable to process the informations. Like a deer chased by a lion. she was panicking and running for her life. What happens if… She got caught? Will he kill her? Will she be a slave? No! No negativity, I must flee if I want to see my loved one again. This thought have her enough strengh to put distance between her and the soldier, it was like a second breath.

This time she gave herself the luxury to look behind. It’s at this moment that her heart seems to burst in her chest. As the soldier finaly tackle her and fall hard on the dusty ground. She screams at the top of  her lungs, kicking the heavily paded armored soldier, weaken by the run she didn’t gave much resitance.

«This is the ends…It’s over»

She frowned and remember where’s she from. She’s a Brats, they never give in, never surrender! A second hope rise in her heart, feeling him so close, telling her to not give in. The slim fairy girl kicks at every parts of the soldier she can reach and try to scratch his helmet blindly since her hood was hiding her face. She want him gone at all cost!

[lonespacesoldier]

Bloody remnant

[spacesoldierssaga]

lonespacesoldier:

Thier reaction was pretty understandable like. She was an unknown soldier who just bring bad news. Worst, she was telling them how doom they really are. She closed her eyes and sign, slightly tired of this encounter.

“It’s OK if you don’t trust me or believe in what I said. I was supposed to be killed yet they were pretty surprised to see me back at the camp.”

Still frowning she open her eyes and give them a good piercing dead gaze.

“You will remember what I just tell you when you push your last breath. FYI, my captain shield me for the gunshots and his last word were an order.”

Her voice cracked but she regain composure quickly.

“To keep hiding under his death corpse so I can get out of this mess alive. We often spoke about breaking this shitty scheme down, I guess speaking about it was just another nail on our coffin. I’ll find a way out, with or without you fuckers. ”

Her voice sounded like a beast growl as she spoke these last words.

“ Now that’s being said, if one of you even dare to speak about this, I’ll tear you appart like a fucking rag doll and will make you an example for other to keep thier damn mouth shut about this. I don’t want my only family to be killed for nothing.”

Her eyes scan every single face in the tent and finishing by Zadam and Shal.

“So, you majesty, what’s your plan to save your kingdom from demise?”

At the mention of his royal rank, the word pierced through the ice prince’s chest, as if to mock his past, who he was and the sacred purpose he served. His teeth gritted, eyes seething with hatred towards the impudent young woman who dared step on his true identity.

“Your impudence has no place in this troop.” However, his anger had soon turned to a serpent-like smirk, chuckling in the sorry fate that was foredooming an arrogant newcomer like her. In the battlefield, where you only have yourself, death would be looming from all corners. And who would come for help when the time comes for her demise? Nobody. Not one of them, because nobody would want a thorn like her. And once she is gone, everything will be back to the way they were. But did Shal need to tell her that? Maybe the smug little smirk in his face enough. 

“Enough is enough.” A firm voice then cut through the trouble. The Captain was back, boxes of supplies in tow behind him. Even when he had grief-stricken eyes, he still had the authority to send the soldiers back in line. 

“I will have nothing of this. Corporal Fall, Corporal Volars. Both your incompetence is enough problems for me to solve one day.” He heaved off a sigh, just really exhausted. Abel was quick to aid him, taking a few of the boxes into the tent, where the soldiers were finally given the first ration of the day. 

Shal have also decided he would have nothing more of this, so after the Captain gave him a look of disappointment, he hissed, clenched his fist and altogether, just left the campsite. 

Zadam in the meantime, took the steps to make their new comrade feel a lot more at home, especially with the kind of welcoming committee that just gave them the warm hello.

“So…yeah. Pretty much. That’s how it is here.” He handed her her food and drink, a sign of solidarity. “It takes a lot of getting used to, but it ain’t that bad.”

[lonespacesoldier]

The elf girl frowns as she saw the angry prince walk away. Then she turn her eyes on the drink and food Zadam handed her. She timidly rise her glance to Zadam's and grabs the offering.

"Thanks, I guess..." she inspected the food and drink and give the boy a thankful nob.

"It's ok, it is not that bad, my life was way harder in y previous squad... Well at first, being the only girl in this army is pretty hard sometimes but I know how to work my way"

She walks away to find a good spot to eat and sits on the ground. Opening her ration pack made her feels a bit better, food is a good way to get confort. Not wasting another second waiting, she ate her pack like she haven't eat for a week. Some tears roll down her cheeks but she quickly dry it with her sleeves.

[lonespacesoldier]

Bloody remnant

[spacesoldierssaga]

lonespacesoldier:

It hurts, it was hurting her pretty hard. She never wanted to be in this unit, never wanted to survived this mission but yet, there she is. Seeing how shot-tempered the Zarminian was amused her. For two good second she looks at him dead in the eyes and a tiny grin appear on her face. “I did mind my own business, just happens that you hate the truth and you run away from it. I guess that with an attitude like yours will send us all to hell in no time, I’ve no doubt.” She puts her hand on her hips giving her a stance like an adult who’s about to lecture her kid. “I never wanted to stay alive after losing my family, you don’t know the pain, losing your brothers. Also thanks to you for lifting this information but my team was not killed because of its incompetence, but because of ours skills. Do you know how many points left we had before freedom? No? ” Her voice cracked, her verdant eyes became watery and her glare quits the boy’s blue eyes for the first time. “After that mission, we were free…” She swallows her feelings and her angry eyes meets his again. “It was arranged, we were meant to die, because we can’t make it, we can’t leave this place alive. Never. So… Dying with my team or dying with an dog who just bark at his comrade like a good for nothing king… Meh” She shrugs and give him a painful smirks.

‘What are you talking about?” Abel had to ask at the big reveal. But Zadam already had foreknowledge of that. It wasn’t news. He wasn’t born yesterday to not know the kind of bullshit the army was feeding to everyone to get them to follow their bidding. This just confirmed it…at least, if she was telling the truth.

“Don’t give me that crap.” Shal was still on retaliation. His eyes, while remaining cold as ice had a little frown. Her story shook him. And everyone who had heard it, as weary as they were in their hunger started asking their own questions.

“She’s lying. Don’t believe a thing she says.” Shal simply crossed his arms in confidence. The team wasn’t anywhere far from freedom either. But it was perhaps too late. 

Zadam had to do something. The system was the only thing that was keeping everybody sane, even after they are faced with the truth. It was the only thing they could hold onto to go on living. 

“So, what made you think we’d believe you?” He broke off Shal’s yapping, and it created a ripple of doubt among the kids. “I mean, after all, they’d kill you too, won’t they? There wouldn’t be a sense in keeping you alive when you’ll just tell everybody their sorry ploy to make us all obey.” He was playing her game. She was a proud creature. And he wasn’t shooting her down to bring her pride down alone. “Don’t get too high on your delusions, lil’ lady. We are all standing in the same ground here.”

Well, that seemed to have worked. Everyone seemed quiet. Except maybe Shal, who was still fuming. Abel looked at him with much understanding. After all, he felt for the young man who resided at the other side of planet - at the right hand of the Queen, he was the Prince of Zarmina. If anyone who had lost a kingdom’s worth, it would be Shal.

[lonespacesoldier]

Thier reaction was pretty understandable like. She was an unknown soldier who just bring bad news. Worst, she was telling them how doom they really are. She closed her eyes and sign, slightly tired of this encounter.

"It's OK if you don't trust me or believe in what I said. I was supposed to be killed yet they were pretty surprised to see me back at the camp."

Still frowning she open her eyes and give them a good piercing dead gaze.

"You will remember what I just tell you when you push your last breath. FYI, my captain shield me for the gunshots and his last word were an order."

Her voice cracked but she regain composure quickly.

"To keep hiding under his death corpse so I can get out of this mess alive. We often spoke about breaking this shitty scheme down, I guess speaking about it was just another nail on our coffin. I'll find a way out, with or without you fuckers. "

Her voice sounded like a beast growl as she spoke these last words.

" Now that's being said, if one of you even dare to speak about this, I'll tear you appart like a fucking rag doll and will make you an example for other to keep thier damn mouth shut about this. I don't want my only family to be killed for nothing."

Her eyes scan every single face in the tent and finishing by Zadam and Shal.

"So, you majesty, what's your plan to save your kingdom from demise?"

[lonespacesoldier]

Bloody remnant

[lonespacesoldier]

She easily understood why her new “comrades” were laughing. She couldn’t understand the nature of the newcomer but it was obvious, there’s something nasty between these two. She could only identify him as male when he started spitting his venom everywhere. Frowning, unimpressed by the diva doing its rant, she crossed her arm on her chest listening to their little couple fight.

Acknowledging how this punishment felt, since her unit lived it so many times because of bad behavior, she didn’t felt sad for the kids thinking they didn’t really knew how harsh it could really be. To her, this unit seem like a bunch of princess who’ve never been punished.

As Zadam bumped on her she pushes him back, just enough so he can recover his balance. He wasn’t welcome in her personal space, specially if he did mess up.

Riona knew from the very first day that life is unfair and you must fight if you want to survive. But only a few of these children were used to this version of life. Most of them had family, daily meal and an home and this battlefield was not an upgrade of their previous life.

The elf girl giggles as her viridescent glare stabs the snow white boy. Closing her eyes like she was some what pissed, she re-opens them on Zadam and with a smirk before she finally spokes.

“I get it now, he’s the good for nothing one”

Moving to Abel “The fucking fire ant…”

And finally went back on the ice boy.

“And the yapping leader’s dog, spiting his poison on his comrades rather than looking for a solution about their problems…You’re good for blaming others yet you did nothing much to resolve it, so you’re to blame too. If you would find a solution, your beloved captain wouldn’t have to clean this mess and you would get more esteem from your unit and maybe have a promotion, you know. But you doesn’t seem to be the kind who’s thinking much, eh?”

She looked at him, disgusted by his attitude. It was easy to read her superior attitude toward him and that she was ready if he dare to hits her.

[lonespacesoldier]

It hurts, it was hurting her pretty hard. She never wanted to be in this unit, never wanted to survived this mission but yet, there she is. Seeing how shot-tempered the Zarminian was amused her. For two good second she looks at him dead in the eyes and a tiny grin appear on her face. “I did mind my own business, just happens that you hate the truth and you run away from it. I guess that with an attitude like yours will send us all to hell in no time, I’ve no doubt.” She puts her hand on her hips giving her a stance like an adult who’s about to lecture her kid. “I never wanted to stay alive after losing my family, you don’t know the pain, losing your brothers. Also thanks to you for lifting this information but my team was not killed because of its incompetence, but because of ours skills. Do you know how many points left we had before freedom? No? ” Her voice cracked, her verdant eyes became watery and her glare quits the boy’s blue eyes for the first time. “After that mission, we were free…” She swallows her feelings and her angry eyes meets his again. “It was arranged, we were meant to die, because we can’t make it, we can’t leave this place alive. Never. So… Dying with my team or dying with an dog who just bark at his comrade like a good for nothing king… Meh” She shrugs and give him a painful smirks.

[lonespacesoldier]

Bloody remnant

[lonespacesoldier]

She easily understood why her new ''comrades'' were laughing. She couldn't understand the nature of the newcomer but it was obvious, there's something nasty between these two. She could only identify him as male when he started spitting his venom everywhere. Frowning, unimpressed by the diva doing its rant, she crossed her arm on her chest listening to their little couple fight.

Acknowledging how this punishment felt, since her unit lived it so many times because of bad behavior, she didn't felt sad for the kids thinking they didn't really knew how harsh it could really be. To her, this unit seem like a bunch of princess who've never been punished.

As Zadam bumped on her she pushes him back, just enough so he can recover his balance. He wasn't welcome in her personal space, specially if he did mess up.

Riona knew from the very first day that life is unfair and you must fight if you want to survive. But only a few of these children were used to this version of life. Most of them had family, daily meal and an home and this battlefield was not an upgrade of their previous life.

The elf girl giggles as her viridescent glare stabs the snow white boy. Closing her eyes like she was some what pissed, she re-opens them on Zadam and with a smirk before she finally spokes.

''I get it now, he's the good for nothing one''

Moving to Abel ''The fucking fire ant...''

And finally went back on the ice boy.

''And the yapping leader's dog, spiting his poison on his comrades rather than looking for a solution about their problems...You're good for blaming others yet you did nothing much to resolve it, so you're to blame too. If you would find a solution, your beloved captain wouldn't have to clean this mess and you would get more esteem from your unit and maybe have a promotion, you know. But you doesn't seem to be the kind who's thinking much, eh?''

She looked at him, disgusted by his attitude. It was easy to read her superior attitude toward him and that she was ready if he dare to hits her.

[lonespacesoldier]

Bloody remnant

[spacesoldierssaga]

lonespacesoldier:

Still looking at the ground, the young woman followed her new assigned leader without a word. The heavy fog in her head lifts immediately when she heards a new voice calling for her. It was like an alarm ringing after an horrible night full of nightmare. In a blink, she lifts her deep sea green eyes at the young man, looking death into his eyes almost like she was looking at an enemy.  As he ask his infamous question, she frowned and her gaze narrowed         “…”

After some seconds of silence she blinks and her stiff body relaxed a bit. Not that it was really the case, but she remembered what would happen if she starts a meaningless fight just to fix her feelings. It was common in her last squad to pick a fight for any reason. It was known to be one of the most brutal and unpredictable team on the battle field, like wild wolves on leaches eager for meaningless kill.But all this was for winning back their freedom. But with the team dead, it was back to square 1 and this luxure feels like a distant dream.         “I don’t know, would you be alright after seeing your leader death body shielding you from a deadly blow? Of course I’m alright after seeing my only ’‘family” dying in front of me. Thanks for asking pretty boy, you almost sound like someone who didn’t even know how it feels to lose someone, but thanks for your concern.“

Annoyed by the dandy boy ,she sighed and lays her eyes on the small soldier. Wondering what kind of weirdo she will now live with, her expression changed to disgust when she recons his nature. Riona almost takes a step back while her eyes stabs the little one with icy daggers. His dark skin and hair, his eyes red as lava. Her skin almost felt the radiating heat emanating from him gaves her nausea which makes her frowns with repugnance.

Still looking at him she rolls her now dead leader’s scarf around her right hand and rubs her knuckles like she was really for a good fight. In a blink she now looks at the pretty boy and clear her stiff throat

        ” So, where are your…. Where are OUR headquarter, now? “

Little Abel’s chest sunk a little when the newcomer gave him that glare. In this cold but rocky desert filled with faceless shadows stepping upon inferiors at his current rank, he should’ve been used to it. And he was! Or so he thought. This solder. This girl…There was just something else in the stare that she shot him. It pierced through him like a bullet. 

Of course, the reactions as visible as they are to Zadam couldn’t be missed. As laid back as he was, he was also an observer, a good reader of character. And even when the infamous newest member ain’t giving him any dishonest vibes, he just thought that was plain fuckin’ rude to the lil’ guy. 

But Zadam understood.

The retaliation, the uncomely bitching…they were really all just bark. She was no more than a wounded wild fox. She was just trying to defend what was left of her sanity…the tightness of her clenching fingers into that tattered, bloody remnant of the family she no longer had. 

Zadam didn’t say a word. He merely shrugged, and Abel returned it, even when his little fiery eyes were confused. And then to answer the girl, the blue-haired soldier pointed to a direction with a thumb. 

“It’s not a long walk. I mean, Captain is probably in there by now.” with that, he turned his heel, buried shallowly in the sand and started to walk. “Let’s go. We have enough time to get a meal, at least, before training starts.”

[lonespacesoldier]

Thorned between grief and anger, she stared at Abel some second like she was making some dark schemes in her mind but she resigned, blinks slowly and her gaze went back on Zadam.

"Alright, show me the way, pretty girl."

She carefully let Abel walk in front of her so she can keep an eye on the boy. His kind scare her to the bone and even a merely child made the painful memories back on the surface... It was way before the war, yet it feels like it was yesterday. Fire and heat was her enemy and this little one is the incarnation of all this suffering.

As they walk to the tent, the pointy eared girl felt anger vanishing as the vision of numberless tents fill the horizon. It felt like home, an horrible one yet... That was she had and it was still better than her previous life.

Her chest felt heavy as she saw her old tent being put down as they passed by. She couldn't help but give it a look and her gaze flew away to her new home. It was close, they were almost neighborhood yet they never met, except when a good fight started and their leader,Fina, break through.

Suppressing her pain she walk to her new home letting others entering first.

[lonespacesoldier]

Bloody remnant

[spacesoldierssaga]

lonespacesoldier:

@spacesoldierssaga

If felt like it happens a moment ago but these moving pictures were burn deep inside her mind.  Freshly out of the infirmary, she was waiting still in the officer tent, gazing down at the ground. Someone ignoring the event would wonder what she founds so interesting about it, yet everything seems numb for the girl who was in fact lost in these memories she wishes she didn’t have.

Bruises and fresh wounds were roughly patched but Riona didn’t feel that physical pain. Lost in the nothingness inside her, the pointy eared girl was enduring an horrible pressure who was crushing her body like a black hole of despair swallowing everything on it path. The smell of dust and blood were sticking in her nose and makes the memories even more vivid like the edge of memories and reality was as thin as an hair. The link with reality she had left was this blue sky scarf stained with blood. It was his… His scarf…and blood.

The summon to the Major’s tent didn’t come a surprise. In fact, the captain expected it. Everyone knew what it was that happened. Any news could reach every member of a troop undisclosed or not. Not that he wasn’t spared of the details. He didn’t let himself, no matter how much it cried at the back of his head that Sunder was dead. 

To see is to believe. And now, he is.

As the pair of amethyst eyes laid upon the item at the soldier’s hand sitting in the tent, that have only confirmed the rumors, hunches…even the nightmare he had.

With Major standing in the room, looking at his entrance to the tent, the hand shaking into a clenched fist at his side turned to a stiff salute. Even when his eyes screamed of heartbreak and the struggle to remain tact, he still found the strength to step up and greet his superior.

“Unit 50-1C Captain Finarih Hans, reporting to duty, sir.” His voice, even when deep still had an unsual softness. Perhaps even a little croak. But it went unnoticed. He received the Major’s instructions silently, answered only to what was needed, and gave a salute after the meeting was over.

Pretty soon, he found himself walking out the door, the soldier in tow. Or at least, she was supposed to be. Riona, was it? He knew her name before he could garner access to her file. Infamous, highly revered shape-shifter, and the only female soldier among the thousands that resided in this godforsaken planet. She is going to be under his wing now. That was the news. That was what the meeting was for. The re-assignment of a troop member. Nothing more, nothing less.

But Fina didn’t need to ask where was the rest of the newcomer’s team, or why they never returned from their most recent mission. He didn’t even intended to ask. The blood on the item in her hands was enough evidence to know…for sure. That Sunder can never return to hand that scarf back to its rightful owner.

“Uaah, Zadam. Leader is back!”

A little voice rung in the distance. When he stopped on his tracks, he turned to the side, seeing a short and dark figure, drawing nearer, along with a taller shadow. He couldn’t see through the slight haze of the cold afternoon’s haze, but he knew who they were. He heaved off a sigh.

“You morons don’t know what stay meant, don’t you?” He crossed his arms over his chest. It still ached in pressure. But seeing his troops wait for his return got the ticking timebomb that was his heart a little more time before it exploded.

“So, it’s true.” Zadam peered behind his body, blue eyes taking a peek at the female soldier tugging behind the captain. For a second, he felt his chest sunk, eyes widening. He didn’t want to hear what Zadam could say. He couldn’t.

“’This her? This is pretty freaking weird. I haven’t been this in close proximity to an actual female in so long.” He continued. Fina could breathe for now. But he threw the guy a punch on the arm. Eyes disappearing at the hair that blew to cover his face, he walked on ahead.

“That’s all you think about. Moron.”

Meanwhile, the smaller soldier stared at his leader, walking alone, sinking in the distance. Something was off. He could tell. He could feel it. But there was a newcomer, and his eagerness to meet her took over for a little bit. He turned to her, sporting a little smile, before his eyes widened, recognizing the item that she held in her hand. That was…

“Leader’s scarf?” He whispered to himself.

“Heya.” Zadam was quick to be the greeter of the newcomer. He had always been a manwhore, especially when he had adjusted to being a soldier of Dundia. “You all right?”

[lonespacesoldier]

Still looking at the ground, the young woman followed her new assigned leader without a word. The heavy fog in her head lifts immediately when she heards a new voice calling for her. It was like an alarm ringing after an horrible night full of nightmare. In a blink, she lifts her deep sea green eyes at the young man, looking death into his eyes almost like she was looking at an enemy.  As he ask his infamous question, she frowned and her gaze narrowed         “…”

After some seconds of silence she blinks and her stiff body relaxed a bit. Not that it was really the case, but she remembered what would happen if she starts a meaningless fight just to fix her feelings. It was common in her last squad to pick a fight for any reason. It was known to be one of the most brutal and unpredictable team on the battle field, like wild wolves on leaches eager for meaningless kill.But all this was for winning back their freedom. But with the team dead, it was back to square 1 and this luxure feels like a distant dream.         “I don’t know, would you be alright after seeing your leader death body shielding you from a deadly blow? Of course I’m alright after seeing my only ’‘family” dying in front of me. Thanks for asking pretty boy, you almost sound like someone who didn’t even know how it feels to lose someone, but thanks for your concern.“

Annoyed by the dandy boy ,she sighed and lays her eyes on the small soldier. Wondering what kind of weirdo she will now live with, her expression changed to disgust when she recons his nature. Riona almost takes a step back while her eyes stabs the little one with icy daggers. His dark skin and hair, his eyes red as lava. Her skin almost felt the radiating heat emanating from him gaves her nausea which makes her frowns with repugnance.

Still looking at him she rolls her now dead leader’s scarf around her right hand and rubs her knuckles like she was really for a good fight. In a blink she now looks at the pretty boy and clear her stiff throat

        ” So, where are your…. Where are OUR headquarter, now? “

[lonespacesoldier]

Bloody remnant

@spacesoldierssaga

If felt like it happens a moment ago but these moving pictures were burn deep inside her mind.  Freshly out of the infirmary, she was waiting still in the officer tent, gazing down at the ground. Someone ignoring the event would wonder what she founds so interesting about it, yet everything seems numb for the girl who was in fact lost in these memories she wishes she didn’t have.

Bruises and fresh wounds were roughly patched but Riona didn’t feel that physical pain. Lost in the nothingness inside her, the pointy eared girl was enduring an horrible pressure who was crushing her body like a black hole of despair swallowing everything on it path. The smell of dust and blood were sticking in her nose and makes the memories even more vivid like the edge of memories and reality was as thin as an hair. The link with reality she had left was this blue sky scarf stained with blood. It was his… His scarf…and blood.