Resistence Part 8

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Book by: grimm85

Genre: War and Military

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Part 8: Truth

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Part 8: Truth

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Part 8: Truth

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: December 19, 2013

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: December 19, 2013

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I awoke with a bag over my head. I could see light through the fabric. The bag was stinky. It smelt like week old curry added with rotten eggs. 


“Where am I?” I asked. 


The bag was quickly taken off my head. My eyes were stunned by a spot light. I was tied to a chair at the legs and hands. The room around me was cement, until I looked up… wooden slats going laterally… I was in a Basement. 


“Better question…” said a deep voice from behind the light. “Who are you?”


“Jaden.” I answered. I figure I’m gonna die so I may as well cooperate with rational questions. 


“Whose side are you on?” Said the voice.


“What?” I was confused. Side? 


A familiar voice came out of the darkness. “Okay, That’s enough… He's not the enemy.” Could it be? The lights flipped on and  the spotlight off. It was… Paco. He was standing there with Krista. He and she were in soldiers uniforms. Ibesian Army. What was left of it, anyway. She was… beautiful as ever. 


“… we don’t want to scare the kid. He’s definitely on our side. His uncle was the man leading the protest.”
My eyes widened and my mouth dropped. I couldn’t believe it.


“You planned that!” I yelled. “Paco, you bastard!” I tried freeing myself from my binds. All I did was struggle. 
Paco walked over with a stern look on his face. He rose his hand and backhanded me across the face. I could see it in his eyes. The stare of loss. 


“I didn’t order those Atlian assholes to fire on that crowd! It was supposed to be a provoking act to see what they would do. It turned out to be a feint. We found out that they know about our push and what they will do to stop it.” I stopped “Oh, by the way, they killed my comrades too…” he turned around and started to walk away, but stopped. He had something else to say, something that pained him, and didn’t want me to see his emotion. It also calmed him. “…including my sister.” 

 


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