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Secrets from a war time coming to life

 

 

Chapter 1: The truth behind Randel`s past

 

The day was shinning behind the clouds early on the morning. A river ran next to a small bridge giving a peaceful look at the city. Of course this was nothing but appearances, considering the desperate situation that has been on the Empire for the last three years of post-war. People were trying to gather their lives where they were left when the war began. The military aid that the whole empire waited so long to come appeared to be non-existent, and the Section III of the Intelligence Unit, the so called “Pumpkin Scissors” were up to their necks in paper work.

A tall figure was sitting on the tunnel created by the bridge over the river. As soon as the sun began to rise, he was out of his sleeping bag, putting his uniform on. He walked outside the tunnel, letting the early sun wake him up completely. Corporal Randel Oland, former trooper of the feared 901-ATT, Anti-Tank Trooper was a big guy, as his superior Officer Oreld liked to say. His six feet stature was enough to scare everybody away from him. He had realized that the first time he went to the Intelligence HQ, seeing those two military secretaries shaking when they were under his huge shadow. The sun bathed his dark brown hairs, as he placed some milk on a tin plate. He chuckled to himself when he did that. You always liked cats, he reminded himself, his mind going remembering the face of the one person that haven't been afraid of him, not even when he lit the lantern that hung from his belt. His hand wandered to the item on his waist and let out a resigned sigh. No matter how much people he helped, no matter how many tanks he destroyed, he would never make people think of him as nothing more than a monster. He remembered the look on Machs' face the day he got his legs pierced across to save his life. Randel couldn't help to ignore the blood rushing down his legs that day on the workshop. He never truly understood what exactly was inside the lantern, but every time he turned it on, it seemed that all thought of fear, pain and rationality escaped his head. He always kept on going, killing everyone that had the bad luck of getting on his way. That was the same way his entire unit had died, leaving him as the only survivor of the 901 Unit.

Randel shook his head to make all those thoughts away from him. He left the cats drinking the milk and began to walk towards HQ. He knew that he was already late, but still he didn't care. Though the Lieutenants outburst of exasperation always scared him, he didn't care. Though the girl was too scary for her own good, that fiancé of hers should be a really smart man if she was always so calmed when he came around. He walked to the front gate, where the two regular soldiers stood. He went inside the building where Section III was.

 

 

 

The second Lieutenant Alice L. Marvin was pacing around the office of the Pumpkin Scissors Section.

“He is late, AGAIN! I don't know how the Corporal's unit on the war was, but definitely it wasn't so good, since they tolerated his tardiness!!”

Oreld leaned to Machs and whispered in his ear:

“She is fuming again”

A very upset blonde turned around to face her subordinate

“What did you just say?”

Quickly, Oreld came up with an excuse

“I… was just saying to Machs, that… that… that the Corporal should be here early! I was agreeing with your statement, LT!”

She sighed and was about to add something else, when the door opened and the tall figure of Randel came in the view. Soon, Alice went to greet him:

“What the hell are you doing here so LATE?!” She practically yelled at him, making him involuntary take a step back.

“I… am sorry”

“Yeah, you should be sorry Corporal; we have been waiting for you before we go searching for a specific individual and by now she should be gone from the location that the tip sent to us stated.”

Oreld stood from his chair as if his chair were on fire

“We are looking for a lady?” He said, with a huge grin on his face.

“Not any “lady” Oreld” Alice said to her subordinate, while giving him a cold-as-ice glare, “as a matter of fact we are looking for someone from the 912-SAT Unit.”

Randel's eyes grew wider.

“One of the Silent Assassination Troopers?”

Alice turned to see him

“Silent Assassination Troopers? What is that supposed to mean?”

Randel sat on his chair.

“They were a part of the Invisible 9 Units. They were trained in assassination and invisibility on the field.”

Machs` face got serious. This girl is probably like the Corporal. With a secret past and if someone tries to find something about them will get killed.

“Machs!”

The black haired guy looked up, having the Lieutenant's face only inches away from him. He jumped back, startled by that.

“Hand the file on the girl to the Corporal.”

The bespectacled young man handed the folder to the tall man sitting next to him. Randel opened the file and his hands began to shake. Inside the file there was the photograph of someone he thought long dead. The picture showed a pretty young girl, with a serious look on her face, and a military pose. She had brown hair that was tied on a high braided ponytail that fell down her waist. Helena… this can't be possible, I thought she was dead. Randel thought as he tried to regain his composure. He returned the file to the LT and stood up, walking to the window.

“Why are we looking for her?” He said, without looking back at the Lieutenant.

“She is a suspect of stealing goods from the local feudal lord. However, some locals claim that she is just “rescuing” them, and say that the feudal lord refused to give the commoners the goods. Actually they are complaining that we should be looking for the feudal lord instead of her. But still, we have to check that. Go and get ready, we are going to the North lands and check what is going on there.”

Machs and Oreld began walking to the storage room, but the last one turned around before exiting the room.

“Yo, big guy, don't just stand there!”

Randel turned around and began walking to the door where the two officers waited for him, taking a glance at the picture one more time. She is alive, how is that possible? I need to find her, I need to get some answers.

 

 

 

First chapter!! I truly recommend Pumpkin Scissors if you haven't seen it, I really don't like the pairing they made with Randel and Alice. I always thought that Randel should be with someone like him, with a tragic and mysterious past. The next chapters will be longer, I promise, I'll introduce the character of Helena and give her a little more background. I will, also, explain why she hadn't looked for Randel and the reason she stayed away from him.