Author's Notes: A special someone asked me who was Broyce in one of my Invaders entries. This will answer most your questions about him. Know that this symbolic story that tells about a person I really care about in my world. He is not dead, but I wouldn't want anything to happen to him. And no, his name is not Broyce, just a cover-up. I hope you enjoy this story in the eyes and mind of the character, Broyce Aconda.
I was nervous. Inside the transporter, I sat next to my beloved, to keep myself calm. His arm on my shoulder was more comforting than the drugs the gave me for my mind. Our mission. Our first to test our skills the federation has taught us. Barely felt the same as I did, but my beloved, even if he doesn't understand, holds my hand in my time of peril. The jolting in the ship we will embark from frightens me as we hit orbit. I can't stand this. The long wait as we are sent to this mission to prove we are ready. This federation saved many, but the lives they have wasted on saving some, is not enough to call inspiring in my opinion. I held a wooden statue that me and my beloved carved it
The ship comes to a jolting stop. The red light in the above our heads was the only thing showing any noise as it flickered and spun in a circle. The doors fall to the floor and a large clank sounds inside the transporter. We all ran outside and went into position. He ran with me.
We ran towards rocks that covered us from watchmen. I felt like panicking.What they saw us and we didn't know? We could be dead in the next fifteen seconds."Broyce, there is nothing to worry. I will always be beside you." His words made me feel relaxed. I wanted him to keep talking, I was too scared carry my weapon properly.
"You always make me feel better, Xavier." He did. He never really made me feel like I was used or hated. He knew what to say when it was the time for me.
We ran again to the next rock to check for more watchmen. There were only 5 in our area, but 3 others across from them. "We should try and snipe them silently, then check for more guards on the ground." Xavier was always the leader. It was very a demanding job and stressful to many, but he seemed to handle it, he did lead the entire fireteam at the moment. "Clancey! Sean! You two are good shots, fire when ready." The two men got their rifles and put their suppressors on and fired at the watchmen. As they fell from the watchtowers, I could hardly watch them hit the ground. I was surprised to see that their friends didn't care or hear them fall or see their... Wonderful art they left behind. Once they were done, we head uphill and found an outpost. There were 4 men outside and about 6 more inside the outpost buildings. I could see that this was going to be my job.
"Broyce," I knew it. "You're the smallest one here. I need you to sneak in and kill them as quietly as you can." I didn't want to go inside.
"But why?" I knew why, I just didn't want to admit it.
"I just said why, Broyce. Now, please do this. We can't do this ourselves. You are the only one trained for this type of situation." I couldn't deny his order. I vowed that my leader's words were law and I had to keep that vow. I ran to the rocks that allowed me to be behind the building. I saw the window and inside was a soldier with a winter gas mask on looking in the distance out the window. He didn't see me, but I felt that he saw me. I had to stay calm. I think I saw more.
I took a quick glance in the window and found there was one man alone inside one of the buildings. I thought to go to him instead of the group ahead. He was fully armored. Why? Why does he have to wear bullet proof armor on? My pistol will only annoy him! I guess it's the knife this time to dig in the open slits in the armor.
He watched outside the window where I was going to enter. I waited until he resided somewhere else. I couldn't watch him, I had to listen where he was and where he could be. I heard a door to his left open. I heard his footstep walk towards it as the man who opened the door talked to my target.
They spoke in a strange tongue. I couldn't make it out. Sound like a mix of German and Sentrafelli, two of the strangest sounding languages. "Token! Strobean Haeben! Shen colk defsh den!" It was a bit annoying.
"Mein helgan!" I believe he's leaving. I have a chance. I opened the window as the cold wind gently blew into the room. I saw they left the door open, so I knew how many were there now. Sadly, I had to kill them to finish the mission.
Wait. What was the mission? Think, Broyce. What was it? I saw there were two men crossing the hallway in the next room. There was four men fully armored with large LMG weapons and in the middle holding a briefcase in his left hand and a dismounted turret on his right rest against his shoulder. What was in the briefcase? Wait... The Intel! Why is it in the outpost buildings? No matter to question these people's tactics, I need to capture the intel. I had to radio the team about my findings.
"Xavier?" I sound so nervous.
"What is it Broyce? Where are you now?" I it was hard to tell. But I just had to tell him what I found.
"I am near the Intel. Should I clear a path for you and the team?" I knew his answer. He wanted me to get the intel.
"No, you know what to do, you got this. We will try to make our way in while you retrieve the Intel." Such a leader. I knew he would make a great team leader. I hope the Council will give him on to lead. But I had a small chance of getting it successfully without getting caught by the guards. And I don't want to mess with that large one with the turret. I heard them talking again.
"Dorsh Fet Shen Col Kien. Token! Shen Intref. De Ont Shoquela. Dais Groft?" The one with the turret is speaking. Is he talking about the intel?
"Dunka, Roberto." They all seem afraid of the large one. I guess he's the boss of this place. I see one of them open a large metal door that enters into a large safe-like room. I need to stop them before they put it in there. The lock on a keycard touch-security. If I touch the card that opens the safe, it will have the entire base after me.
"They are putting the Intel in a safe I won't be able to access, Xavier." I felt so afraid.
"Then wait until they leave. We are almost in the outpost, so we will meet you there." I couldn't do that.
"It won't work. They have a touch-security card. I'm going to have to smoke them." I knew he wouldn't want me to do this. I know him that much, and I know someone is going to get angry, and it wasn't going me.
"No! You will..." I shut off my comm. I had to do what was my mission. Our mission actually. I couldn't let us down. I pulled out the suppressor in my pistol and screwed it on my rifle. I turned off the safety and placed a smoke screen in my hand. We trained how to do this. Well, I did. Most of the team wasn't with me at the time. Oddly enough, the smoke screens we had pins instead of a button. They told me that the smoke screen blows after 5 seconds. I counted to two and threw it in the other room.
"Dos Vaiter?" I heard one scream as it exploded into a large fog. I could hear the one with the turret screaming what I believe is words of profanity. I had to open fire into room as most of them were confused. I got two of the five that were easy. Once the one with the turret knew why his men were dying he opened fire in my direction. Damn turret was powerful. He hit me twice in the shoulder. The armor helped, but it's pushed into the flesh. I know Xavier was frightened to hear his weapon go off. I just know. I had to find a way to stop him. My flash bang! It wasn't called that, it was actually called the Undiscerning Grenade. That means nothing now, I had to slip it under him while he's still firing. This one had a pin. I pulled it and rolled it across the room to where the man with the turret was. He looked down and saw the grenade as it flashed in his eyes. He still fired his turret, but at the walls in the room. I started to fire recklessly into his chest, but it wasn't enough. He got jolted, but nothing much. This gave my position away. He fired where I was and shot me several times in the chest. The armor flew out of my chest as it hit as the bullets dug into my chest.
It felt... Painful obviously, but a feeling of relief was at the end of this pain. I could sense it. As I hit the floor, I heard a door slam open to my right. Thank god it was Xavier. Bullets hit him, but it didn't penetrate his armor. Not even his helmet. Him and his team behind him fired at the man wielding the turret and killed him. It was the only time I felt happy for someone's death.
I could see Xavier worried as he looked at me. He took off his mask and asked, "Why?" to me. I didn't want to talk, it would hurt anyway. "Sean! Get the Medical Adhesive. Newt! Watch the doors." He pushed the adhesive into my chest and pumped a liquid that would fill all holes in my body. Sounds like a great chemical, but it's not a pleasant feeling when it's applied. Once he pumped it in, the chemical filled my my chest and lungs. It pulled my breath out as I almost panicked and went into shock.
Xavier took my helmet off. The only time I felt so found to reveal my face to a crowd. "You should have listened." Th only words I know that would come out of his mouth. I still felt bleeding on my chest. The adhesive glue wasn't working. "You turned off your comms. What were you thinking, Broyce?"
"I thought about the team and the mission." In matter of fact, I thought about it too much.
"You thought about too much, Broyce." He read my mind. "I don't want to lose you now." I could see his eyes tearing up. He picked me up and carried me across to the window I got in from. "Clancy, Sean and Newt, You guys watch my back as you follow me. Rebecca, you provide me with all the supplies to keep this man alive."
They all followed as we embarked outside with tangos following behind. It wasn't long until they began to plan ahead. Men with turrets and snipers traveled along the coast as we tried to call for evac. Xavier was running beside me. Well, I wasn't running, I was limping my way. It wasn't too long until I began to drag my feet with Xavier trying to keep me up. I know what he is feeling and it's what I feel. I don't want me to die either, Xavier.
"We are calling for evac! We have the intel! Our mission isn't complete until we deliver the intel to Federation HQ." Everyone was afraid. I could only see it in my beloved's face, but although, there faces are covered by their helmets, I could feel the fear. Tangos began to flank in our front and started to fire their weapons. "Sean! Glass them!" He pulls out an impact grenade. A very powerful explosive. It cleared a path for us for sure. It was like that the men turned to paste and bits. Strange I kind of enjoyed it.
As we ran, the tangos got worse. More and more began to attack all at once. It was too much. "We hear you Echo Team. Is that gunfire I hear?" What a late response.
"Yes! Where can you pick us up, Hanger?" It better be close.
"I be at these Coordinates by the time you escape. 33122-213. Good Luck Echo" We were going to need.
"Thanks, Hanger." It began to snow. Flakes of ice flew across the air as it slowly tried to hit a service. It was beautiful in my eyes, but you're listening to a drugged man. The enemies were still behind us, but there were less. We had more of a chance.
"Sean! Take the Intel! I will be holding back with Broyce." Sean takes the briefcase and tries to convince Xavier to come with them, B\but I knew he was too stubborn to listen to them. I think he knew I was going to die. I believe the medicine isn't working and he knew it wasn't going to end with me alive.
He sat me behind a tree as he go ready to kill the rest of the tangos. There were 15 of them. 5 of them were with turrets and the rest were with normal arms. He gave a long sigh to relax himself. He placed his hand on my shoulder. He looked into my eyes and smiled as a tear fell down his cheek. My beloved. You already know my fate. I am sorry. This is all my fault.
He began to fire his rifle as the bullets flew past him. He was such a good shot. Most of the time, I saw the bullets ricochet off their helmets or enter through the glass in their eye holes. He took all, but one of the men with the turrets. The rest of them tried to flank him from the sides. He took them out quickly. I was impressed by his work. I smiled, but it was hard to keep on my face for him to see.
Him and the man with the turret is the only one left. Neck and neck. I was rooting for my beloved. They kept firing at each other to the point the sound was burnt in my head. It was surprising when I heard Xavier's weapon began to click instead of fire. The man with the turret began to laugh as he heard it. "Ha! Ja! Du Narr! Raise hands and give self up, federation scum!" Xavier placed his weapon on the floor and raised his hands in the air and walked 10 feet in front of the man.
"Daegon Creatarr! I will have fun with you." I almost was sad for my beloved. I was sad, but I knew that an idea would pop in his head. I head the barrel spin on his weapon as I sat there not able to watch. "Guten Tog, Federation scum!" He began to laugh. I was waiting to hear gunfire, but the barrel kept spinning. They're both out of bullets. I heard my beloved pull out his sword and all I could hear were the screams of his victim.
My eyes began to get heavy. I could hardly keep my mind on track. I wasn't feeling tired, it was a sickening pull on my mind. The feeling of relief is afoot. I can taste it almost. I heard my beloved's footsteps get closer. I felt his hands grasp me and lied me down on the cold ground. I could hear him cry. I could hardly hear him. I tried to concentrate on his voice and hear, "How will I remember you?" Looked into my satchel and placed our statue in his hands. A wooden statue of ourselves dancing as one.
I couldn't hear anything. I could feel my life drifting and the only thing I could see was my beloved's beautiful eyes. I almost cried, but that would be unnecessary for where I am at. I grabbed his hand and held it tight. It made me feel so much better. His gentle touch and the warmth. Oh, the warmth. It was the most pleasant thing I felt in ages. I pulled off a smile for him as I felt the kiss of death peck my cheek. Such a beautiful embrace.
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