A Hero's Journey -- Part 18 -

“This is not good, Major,” Robert whispered, passing Sally the high-powered binoculars. “With the arsenals we can see, this base is a threat. I just hate to imagine what we can’t see.”

Holding up her hand to silence him, Sally peered through the binoculars. Although Robert was proving to very competent for a new recruit and a likeable person, Sally missed Wufei. She hadn’t done a mission without him for a while, as Une had pointed out when Sally was offered this mission.

‘I should have just tried harder to enjoy my vacation,’ she thought again. However, sitting in her lonely apartment after her plans fell through had been slowly driving her insane. Within four days, she had reported back to work, delighted to have something purposeful to do.

‘And speaking of something purposeful,’ a part of her mind chimed.

She quickly made mental estimates of the various arms and the personnel the base required. She and Robert needed to get back to their camp so she could make her report to Lady Une. The Preventers would need to act quickly before these militants acted.

With a grim face, she placed the binoculars in their case and grabbed the camera. She quickly snapped a few photos and motioned for Robert to move out. She followed the rookie Preventer as they head back to their camp.

Before they had gotten too far away from the base, Robert froze and pulled out his gun. Straining her ears, Sally swept the area in an attempt to find what made him stop. When she moved to head back to the camp, he motioned for her to stop.

“What?” she hissed.

Robert still continued to glance around them. “Something’s wrong, Major.”

“I don’t notice anything amiss,” Sally countered. “Now, move. We have to report back to Colonel Une.”

In a blur of motion, Robert whirled, slamming his gun into the side of her face. Seeing stars, Sally stumbled to the ground. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth.

‘The idiot missed,’ she thought absently, realizing that he had struck her jaw instead of her temple.

“I’m afraid I can’t let you make that report, Major,” Robert said, standing over her. “That’s what’s wrong.”

Unable to move, Sally watched him raise the gun and swing it at her again. Then, everything went black.


Part XVIII “This is not good, Major,” Robert whispered, passing Sally the high-powered binoculars. “With the arsenals we can see, this base is a threat. I just hate to imagine what we can’t see.” Holding up her hand to silence him, Sally peered through the binoculars. Although Robert was proving to very competent for a new recruit and a likeable person, Sally missed Wufei. She hadn’t done a mission without him for a while, as Une had pointed out when Sally was offered this mission. ‘I should have just tried harder to enjoy my vacation,’ she thought again. However, sitting in her lonely apartment after her plans fell through had been slowly driving her insane. Within four days, she had reported back to work, delighted to have something purposeful to do. ‘And speaking of something purposeful,’ a part of her mind chimed. She quickly made mental estimates of the various arms and the personnel the base required. She and Robert needed to get back to their camp so she could make her report to Lady Une. The Preventers would need to act quickly before these militants acted. With a grim face, she placed the binoculars in their case and grabbed the camera. She quickly snapped a few photos and motioned for Robert to move out. She followed the rookie Preventer as they head back to their camp. Before they had gotten too far away from the base, Robert froze and pulled out his gun. Straining her ears, Sally swept the area in an attempt to find what made him stop. When she moved to head back to the camp, he motioned for her to stop. “What?” she hissed. Robert still continued to glance around them. “Something’s wrong, Major.” “I don’t notice anything amiss,” Sally countered. “Now, move. We have to report back to Colonel Une.” In a blur of motion, Robert whirled, slamming his gun into the side of her face. Seeing stars, Sally stumbled to the ground. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth. ‘The idiot missed,’ she thought absently, realizing that he had struck her jaw instead of her temple. “I’m afraid I can’t let you make that report, Major,” Robert said, standing over her. “That’s what’s wrong.” Unable to move, Sally watched him raise the gun and swing it at her again. Then, everything went black.


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