The Talon Family Bloody Snow Part 7

The Talon Family

Bloody Snow

January

Draft_2

By: Chase L. Currie

They waited until night fell over the base or at best when the sun seems to step behind the clouds not wanting to see what came next. Gabriel garb Raphael arm, turning them invisible as they ran for the base. Hopefully, their footsteps would blend in with the flood of other tracks, but there was nothing they could do about the crushing sound of their boots. They planted themselves against the wall of the base and started moving down the side of it like a path.

                Raphael had his rifle at the ready while Gabriel wished she could do the same, but her arm hurt too bad for her to raise it. She kept an eye on their backs making sure no one came out from around the base to see magical footsteps forming in the snow.

                Raphael stopped like a wall with her hitting him. She turns to see two men standing outside smoking cigarettes and laughing. They were on guard duty, but they finger no one could make it to the base in this storm, sadly they were about to find out otherwise.

                “Take them out,” she orders into her helmet.

                Raphael fired two quickly silence shots with the blots of the gun hitting the men in the back. They both fell forward as the blots send waves of electricity through their bodies stunning them for the next few hours. They rushed over to the bodies tossing snow on top of them and taking their key cards, but they could use them. The moment the key cards open the outside doors, it would send a single to someone in a control room.

                Gabriel took Raphael once more by the shoulder as he led the way. He stopped at the corner of the base seeing the docking bay was still open with soldiers unloading the trucks.

                “Can we get in?” He asked.

                She wasn’t sure if she wanted to risk it, there was a good chance someone might see their footsteps, but what other choice did she have?

                They slid into the docking bay right before the doors started to close moving along the wall to hide somewhere in the shadows. They stopped once they both felt safe and watched the more soldiers creak open the boxes. Inside the boxes where tall pillars with an unknown language written on over them. They pulled the person size pillars to the center of the room stacking them beside one another.

                “Good work boys,” a voice they both knew said from above.

                They both glance up seeing a man who spent his life in the Marines and had the body to tell the story standing there with his arms crossed. His eyes a dark brown Gabriel always enjoy getting lost in, and his shaved head matched his cool eyes. He had a short nose, but it didn’t seem out of place on his head, in fact, it filled oddly well.

                “Rogan Gardner?” Raphael asked into his radio.

                “Looks like it,” She said. Rogan was nice for a Marine but a little too push for Gabriel. It’s what made her step away from him in the end. He wanted to be with her and wanted her to jump into bed with him. She wasn’t that kind of girl. She was doing her best to save herself for her wedding night, even if she made few mistakes here and there like Lance in New York. It was only a few times she went back on the promise she made to the Lord. Luckily for her, the Lord was a forgiving God even if she couldn’t forgive herself. Rogan knew all of her dirty past and still pushed hard for them to be physical to the point she had to end their friendship. Something, her father nor anyone else knew about in her life.

                But the question wasn’t why he was here; she knew he was going to be, the question was why was in charge of everyone? There should be a base commander out ranking Rogan.

                “Make sure they are all in order,” he shouted. “How much more are there?”

                “We have four more, sir,” someone yelled up to him.

                “Very well,” he growled. “We’ll get them at first light, sealed the base up, no one goes out.”

                “Aye, aye, sir.”

                “That’s not good,” Raphael said. “They are going to be looking for our two boys outside when they don’t report in.”

                “Then we need to find out what is going on fast,” Gabriel said making sure her helmet captured pictures of the stone. “And we need to radio for help.”

                She wished her arms wasn’t hurt as they rushed down the hallway noticing most of the base was empty. If her arm was fine, then they could split up and take out different parts of the mission, but at least it was the not the case. They had to keep close to each other for safety which might be the best thing to do in the end.

                They stopped inside a small room where four people slept at a point in time. It looked as if these people were ripped from their beds in the middle of the night and taking away. She let go of her brother with him covering the door, and she checked the map of the base built in her arm computer.

                She looked for the closet radio room with her heart rate jumping up a bit and the longing for someone to step into the room so that they could fight. She wanted to fire her weapon to hurt someone. She wanted to feel someone’s face being smashed by her fists, and it was an odd feeling to be growing deep from with it her.

                The map frozen for a second and Gabriel cursed it out loud. Raphael calmly told her, “Calm down,” but he was fighting the impulse to yell at her as well.

                “There something in the air,” he said. “It makes me easily agitated.”

                “Me as well,” she said quickly letting her suit run a diagnostic of the air, but it found nothing. “I’m not detecting anything.”

                “And well, I’m feeling it,” he snapped at her.

                She went to bark something back at him but stopped herself. She glanced back down at the map finding the radio room which two hallways down from her. “I have it let’s move,” she told him taking his shoulder once more.