Ryan crouched and grabbed a hold of the corpse, closed his eyes and concentrated on shifting all of his recruits back to the infirmary. The Parkers were on him as soon as they appeared, picking up the body and putting it onto a gurney – the shorter of the two wheeled it away while his twin began to treat the others.
He caught one of his recruits, Enid, staring at the blood on his hands. ‘Sir, what did you do?’ Continue reading “07 – Responsibility”
The child’s scream continued.
Ryan narrowed his eyes and kept his gun trained on his target and by extension, the soldier’s human shield: a screaming toddler. He tried to block out the child’s screams. Although completely warranted on her part, they did nothing but escalate the situation.
Hostages always made a dangerous situation even worse.
The Solstice fought to get his breath back, his grip tightening on the little girl. He took a moment to scan the child. It was completely human, so that laid one of his fears to rest, and gave credence to the theory that the Solstice had only taken this course of action out of desperation. It hadn’t been planned. It wasn’t an attack. It was simply a botched escape attempt. Continue reading “01 – Broken Doll”