Fear is a Four Letter Word(OLD)

Chapter 25: A Soldiers Last Request

{Aurthor's/Notes}

*timeskips, scene change, flashbacks*

**POV change**

"Talking"

'THOTS'

---START---

**Y/N POV**

I was sitting at the Spec Ops dinner table, staring into the flame from the lighter Moxie gave me all those years ago. Although no one else can, I could see her and John's faces in the flame. Like a little picture in a locket.

Jackknife: "No-Fur, command wants to talk to you."

Y/N(somber): "....I'll be there in a minute..."

I expected her to walk away, but she leaned on the table. She seemed to be fixated on somthing.

Jackknife: "Hey...you okay."

Y/N(somber): "...I'm fine. Just...thinking..."

Jackknife: "Alright...but you might want to head down to command."

Y/N(somber): "....I'll be there...."

She walked out of the dorm as I continued to look at their smiling faces, feeling a tear fall from my face.

Y/N: "I will see you again...I promise."

I flipped the lighter closed, extinguishing the flame.

**Jackknife POV**

I walked down the hallway to meet up with Rox, unable to shake the encounter I had with No-Fur.

'Why did I feel bad for him? I hate No-Furs. Even if he's a Hybrid, I-'

My thoughts were cut off by two human soldiers, one thirteen the other no older then seven, walking past me. The younger one cowarding into the older one's arm.

LH Soldier 12(whisper cries): "N-no...n-not again..."

LH Soldier 14(brotherly): "Shhhh...he can't hurt you anymore..."

The older one shot me a death glare as they continued to walk down the hallway.

'Ohh....that's why...'

**Y/N POV**

I walked to Miltons office, wondering what he wanted to talk about. As I walked, I saw a Last Hope Soldier here and there.

LH Soldier 7: "Fucken traitor."

I didn't care about their opnions. I wasn't paid enough to care. I walked into Miltons office, who was talking to a red wolf with a metal arm.

Com. Milton: "Ah, Y/N. We've been expecting you."

Y/N: "Who's this?"

Red Wolf: "General Bucky Rodgers, sir."

(General Bucky Rodgers, 27)

Com. Milton: "Now. The other Black Ops Girls said that Sentinel Wrath told you something before she died. What was it?"

'take...care of...the girls...for...meeee'

Y/N: "She told me to 'take care of the girls for her'."

Both wolves looked at each other, supprised about something.

Y/N: "Is something wrong?"

Com. Milton: "I think she past leadership of Black Ops to you."

I was shocked. But more confused then anything.

Y/N: "But...why? I'm the worst choice for that."

Com. Milton: "Aren't you the leader of B.U.R.N?"

Y/N: "And all of my memebers are dead the last time I checked."

Gen. Rodgers: "It's possable that she saw somthing in you that you don't see yourself."

Gen. Milton: "Of course, you don't have to. We could always give the postion to someone else."

I started to think on it. Hard.

'Should I run Black Ops? Or let someone else do it?'

It took a bit, but I made my decision...

=====VOTING TIME!!!=====

Option 1: Lead the Black Ops squad

Pros: Gives you the chance to redeem yourself.

Cons: Slight chance to repeat your mistakes.

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Option 2: let someone else lead the team

Pros: not really any

Cons: ???

    TO BE CONTINUED   

YOU ALL KNOW THE DRILL

4 votes to win or when the month ends and the most wins.

Also sorry about the short chaprer. Just wanted to get another one out there.

Im gonna finish up one of my books in the mean time.

Asta la Vista you magnificent bastards, ill see ya next time