"Before light, there is dark." - Mira Volkova
'STARFALL INITIATIVE: EXODUS' SPOILERS AHEAD!
Warning: Violence, Death
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Late Exodus Era, 3231
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!
CLACK, CLACK, CLACK!
"Come on, we're almost there!"
THUMP, CLACK, THUMP, CLACK, THUMP, CLACK!
"30 seconds remaining, Cutlass!"
BANG!
The last insurgent fell to the floor, as they screamed and convulsed relentlessly.
A company of women and men stood, weapons raised to the ready. One particular person stood out from the rest; a broad-shouldered, extremely buff seven foot two unit. They had a feminine voice, yet husky and hinted with a Russian accent and a pistol at hand. "Tell me... where is Corporal Stravinsky?"
She stepped forward with a fire blazing in her stomach, eyes narrowed and mouth curved down. The insurgent was still screaming on the floor, so the commando motioned a guard over to the injured person with a single, pointed finger.
A lone soldier moved, as per command. They knelt down by the man, rushing to take out a small vial of a liquid and a needle, which were connected. The unit then proceeded to stab the insurgent with a lot more force than nesescary, causing them to bleed as they injected the beige liquid. In moments, the unit was being stabilised, and the commando halted just in front. "As you were, Sergeant."
The commando knelt down from their giant height, still pointing the pistol directly at the insurgent. Her finger was on the trigger, ready to kill at any moment, as much as her mind wished for her not to. She only spoke once the insurgent stopped screaming. "I will repeat myself once more, where is Corporal Stravinsky?"
If one thought she could not drop her voice any lower, they would have been shocked, because that's exactly what she did. She pushed the pistol right against the insurgent's head, until even he could feel the pressure of the gun against his head. All it would take is one shot.
One shot and he'd be no longer.
His heart was beating erratically, as if it were going to burst out of his chest. Blood dripped out onto the floor, as his helmet was ripped off his head by the commando, bashing into his skull as she did so without mercy. He panted, obviously in pain as he cried out. "I don't know!"
"We are we all aware that you do, that you're a sleeper agent." The world around them began to dissipate, until they were left in a blank room; just these two units.
A voice was heard. "Cutlass, the simulation's over!"
She had five seconds. Think fast.
1...
"What?!"
2...
"That's right."
3...
The sound of footsteps made themselves clear.
4...
The door was opened.
5...
"DROP THE WEAPON!" Two other seven foot units rushed in, yelling at the top of their lungs.
"This man is a sleeper agent! Why should I?" The man began trying to shuffle back, as Cutlass turned to face the duo. At the very moment, a nametag fell out of their pocket.
The moment she realised, she turned back. She recognsied the name immediately.
She shot him point blank in the head.
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