When I opened my heavy eyes once more, my body felt much more groggy.
Overhead was a gapingly large hole, ripped out by presumably the explosion.
Light rain from the gloomy skies wet my cheek, exuding a sense of sorrow.
Flames hungrily engulf the electronic equipment within the server room. The pungent, black smoke spread like silk against the wind.
Wide awake by this sight, I shove myself upwards.
M4 laid on top of me, covered in blood. Her gun was thrown aside, and empty bullet casings were scattered all over the ground.
What the fuck happened?
[???]: "Finally woke up, maid?"
A slick voice sounded slowly.
I jerk my head upwards, and through my flickering HUD see the line of devastation,
Enemy Identification: Sangvis Ferri Ringleader, Executioner. Extremely dangerous! Do not engage without backup!
Seeing a fearful look flash through my eyes, she continued smugly.
[Executioner]: "Two birds with one stone! I'll surely get a hell of a reward when I get back."
At this, I put up a tough face.
[G36]: "Shut the fuck up, Excecutioner. We aren't fucking done yet. Wait until support comes."
[Executioner]: "But will you live until it comes?"
She looks at M4A1.
[Executioner]: "Actually, to commemorate the end of your life, you may have the honour to witness the execution of the oh- so-great-and-renowned M4A1."
She grasps M4A1's slumped figure.
[Executioner]: "Take a good look, maid. Watch as your so precious doll gets beheaded, remember t-"
Half sentence, I make a lunge for the M4 laying out the ground.
But Executioner was one step ahead.
She pulls the trigger.
Shots rip through my shoulder.
[G36]: "AH. FUCK!"
I fall to the ground again in excruciating pain.
As she placed M4A1 against her huge blade.
[G36]: "Let go of her! You fucking heartless bastard!"
She grinned evilly in response.
Images flash through my mind. Of despair. Or unwill.
Someone help. Please.
At that very moment, it was only tears. And silence.
As armageddon awaits.
One second.
Five.
Ten.
But nothing happens.
I open my braced eyes, to see a very perplexed Executioner.
[Executioner]: "Well..."
She flings M4A1 aside.
[Executioner]: "Who the fuck are you?"
[Heiden]: "Commander Heiden of Support Echelon Alpha."
A figure stood by the entrance, like a solitary pine in the down pouring rainfall.
[Executioner]: "Commander Heiden? I see. You've got the spirit! It's exceptionally rare to see field commanders these days! Got a few loose screws in your head?!"
[Heiden]: "Shut the fuck up."
Executioner smirked in response.
Commander Heiden walked up to me, crouched down and smiled.
A curt and reassuring one.
[Heiden]: "Hey, you've fought hard. Nicely done."
His hand rubbed my cheek lightly.
[Heiden]: "Take a break."
And then my eyelids feel heavy once more.
Blackness.
