Logan Walker
There was no turning back. Hesh, my brother and fellow soldier ever since we enlisted, and I had finally found him. The man who killed our father in cold blood in Colorado Springs. He sought revenge on him. We sought revenge on he who killed Ghosts, Gabriel Rorke.
We made it to the front of the train after about 20 minutes of heavy fighting and dispatching a countless number of Rorke's guards atop a very fast-moving train. I don't know how we stayed on board without plummeting to our doom, but we made it to the front. There was only a door between us and our target.
Hesh called in to Merrick who was coordinating the attack on the Loki satellite base and the space ops that took place above us as we took the train. "Merrick, when I say checkmate I want you to fire a kinetic rod into this train."
"Hesh..."
"You heard me Merrick. On checkmate, fire on this train!"
I was ready to end this. I prepared to breach the door, when Hesh suddenly grabbed the collar of my uniform. "We can't take any chances Logan. Even if we fail, Rorke dies. Now let's end this."
With that, I kicked in the door and complete chaos broke out. Rorke was taken completely by surprise. I tackled him into the steering controls and took control of his .44 Magnum which was in his hand. Hesh came out during behind me. I unloaded the revolver's ammunition into the Federation soldiers in the front of the car. All except for one bullet. Rorke fought back after I fired those shots into his men. He quickly gained the upper hand and before I could properly react, the gun was against my head and Rorke was poised to fire.
"Drop it!" Rorke trekked in his commanding, deep voice to Hesh. Hesh promptly dipped his K7 sub-machine gun to the floor of the train. I wanted to yell "Just shoot!"but Rorke's group over my mouth was to tight.
By now the train had stopped completely and Rorke was furious. He fired a bullet into Hesh.
I then heard one word come from Hesh's mouth, "Checkmate."
"What have you done?!" Rorke shouted.
I heard an explosion and was suddenly weightless in the train as the tracks bent and buckled eventually giving way and doing the train to the water below. I visited our momentarily.
When I came partially to, I saw Rorke inching over to the Magnum while Hesh was struggling to get to the gun as well. I started for it as well. Hesh got top Rorke and the two kicked and punched at each other until Hesh momentarily got the upper hand, kicked the pistol to me.
I picked up the gun, but there was no ammo I'm it as I tried to fire. I suddenly felt something could and metallic hit my face. Hesh had just thrown some bullets he had managed to wrangle out of Rorke's pockets full of ammunition. Hesh gained control of Rorke and held him upright as I shakily loaded the bullet into the gun. There was no escape for Rorke now. A thought then struck me. How would I kill Rorke and not hurt Hesh. The bullet would surely go through Rorke and further injure Hesh who had already taken one bullet. Sure it hadn't hit anything vital, but he still was obviously hurting wincing every time Rorke struggled. Hesh's voice suddenly derailed my train of thought, "Take the shot!" He yelled. The Windows of the train had started cracking as the water pressure had become too much for them to bear.
I fired.
I watched as Rorke crumbled to the ground with Hesh on top of him. I dropped the gun and began crawling to my fallen brother. Just then the windows submitted to the water and burst open with hundreds of gallons of water suddenly flooding the train car. I took the deepest breath I believe I've ever taken and through the disoriented vision grabbed my brother and headed towards the light at the end of the train. I swam as hard and fast as I could. My lungs burned for air when I suddenly broke the surface and haired in the sea air and coughed up water. Hesh had also started coughing and gasping for air as well.
I dragged him I'll the beach to a pair of rocks side-by-side. I set him against one of the rocks and quickly plopped down to the one next to it and breathed a huge sigh of relief. It was finally over.
Hesh turned to me. "You did good Logan. I'm proud of you." He's said before he started talking to Merrick.
Merrick was obviously stunned by our survival of the crash and said he was sending a recon team to pick us up. "Enjoy the fireworks,"was the last thing his said before my earpiece cut off. Suddenly, ask of Loki's payload of kinetic rods made impact on the Federation forces.
Despite our victory, I couldn't help but think of my dad's words after Operation Homecoming, "Legends never die."
I heard a crunching sound of sand to my right. I glanced over and was met by a boot. I quickly reached for my knife with my right hand, but before the blade stabbed my assailant, a quick starting on my arm resulted in a large crunch and unbearable pain exploding throughout my arm. Rorke limped over to Hesh and promptly kicked him as well as he tried to assist me. Rorke wanted back over to me and said, "You would have been one heckuva Ghost. Too bad there won't be sent left. You and me are going to destroy then together." Rorke grabbed my leg and started to drag me away. Hesh was calling my name and called for reinforcements from Merrick. I tried to resist by kicking and grabbing at the sand with my left hand, but before I could do anything, I succumbed to the pain in my arm and blacked out this time for I don't know how long.
