liah

This Means War

"How do I know you're not one of them? " The man asked me. "One of the Jaxlors." He looked me up and down, scanning me as if he was looking for some sort of clue. "I overheard y'all talkin' the other night. How you took over this base months ago, gaining information and such." He explained.

"A Jaxlor? Wait, what? I'm from Til." I stepped back. "Are you telling me that there's Jaxlors running about? Is that why we're all being sent out tomorrow?" I asked, fear and disbelief beginning to sink in again. "Who's a Jaxlor, what are you talking about?"

"Yeah, they're all over the place. Disguising themselves as guards, soldiers, sergeants... Hell, anything you can think of. General doesn't know that though. He's too damn stupid to actually investigate this thing." The man stood up and walked towards me, gripping the bars of his cell so hard that his knuckles we're turning white. "Listen here, Little Miss Sunshine. Ain't no gettin' outta here. We're sittin' ducks 'til we get out on that battle field tomorrow." He hissed. "Luckily for us, I reached another base last night. Called 'em up from the General's office when he was sleepin'. Back up is coming to help us tomorrow. Only problem is them gettin' here on time before we're all dead. They're bringin' the big boy toys out. Tanks, 'copters, all of it." The man was beaming. He was happy he'd possibly saved us all. "But listen here, Sunshine. If I was you, I'd get outta here. Leave this base before any trouble went down. I don't know how you gonna do it, but you better be careful."

I couldn't believe what I'd just heard, but I nodded at him, assuring him that I understood. "I- I don't know what to say." I stuttered. "Thanks for telling me all of this." I Said quietly. "I Wish I had a key, I'd let you out."

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Now get outta here before those guards come back. I don't know if they're one of us or not. I can't tell." He lazily shooed me away with his hand. "Go! Tell the others. Prepare yourselves!"

I didn't respond to his last command. I jogged down the hall, passed the cells and peeked out of the door I originally came through. Sam was still talking with the guards. They were obviously deep in conversation, still crowded around him as they spoke. I crept from behind the door and made my way back into the outdoors before they could catch me leaving. I had to tell Sam everything.

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I laughed quietly as I listened to Sam's little lie he was telling the guards. Once they were all focused on helping him with his 'girl troubles', I casually walked by, hoping to look like just another soldier. I guessed it worked because in no time, I was walking through the front door of the building. It was dark, damp, and smelled of mildew. "Gross." I whispered to myself.

"We have to find a way out of here." I could hear a mans voice coming from around the corning. "They think they got me.. They ain't got nothin'. I ain't goin' out like that. Jus' sittin' and waitin' and runnin' out to get killed." I crept around the corner and noticed the man speaking wasn't the one from earlier. He was a pale, buff man with black rustled hair all over the place. When he noticed me, he paused. "What'chu doin' in here, girl. Gone before they catch you too. You don't look like you s'pose to be in here."

"I'm not." I smirked. "I'm trying to help y'all. But you gotta help me." I paused, looking over my shoulder to make sure no one was coming. "Where's the man the brought in here just a little bit ago?" I asked. "Brown skin, brown hair, skinny...." I trailed off, waiting for a response. The man nodded towards his left and told me he was in the second cell. "Thanks." I said quietly, quickly jogging towards where he'd told me to go. Just seconds later, I'd reached my destination. The man sat on a dusty old bed with his legs hanging over the edge, both of his feet planted on the ground.

"What d'you want?" He spat. "You here to kill me because I was going to tell all of your little secrets? Well I got news for you. Fu-"

"Hey, hey, hey. Chill, man. I'm one of the good guys. But I need your help... What were you saying back there? What secrets are you talking about." I asked, walking closer to his cell and grabbing the jail cell bars.

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"Of course I can." I nodded. " My sister, Violet and I were always doing something we weren't supposed to when we were younger. Mostly sneaking into movie theaters without paying..." I trailed off for a second. "But yeah, I can do it. Piece of cake." I smirked. "I'll be in and out in no time. Just don't get yourself hurt messing around with those guys. They look mean and tough." I crossed my arms over my chest. "Do your thing."

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I pointed far off down the rocky road. "They went that way. Right passed those small beige buildings. They had a few people with them, so I'm guessing those cells are filling up quickly." I shoved my hands in my pockets. "We might have to sneak in. You down for that?" I asked as I slowly began to walk.

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"I don't know if he'll be easy to find. I saw a few of the guards from earlier with some handcuffed soldiers in their arms. I couldn't tell if that guy was with them. I wasn't really paying attention. But we could definitely try." I nodded. "You gonna be okay walking around and searching for him?" I asked, knowing it might be tough seeing as his whole abdomen was purple and blue with bruises.

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"I'll be alright. I'm just upset." I rubbed my temple. "Are you okay?" I asked in return. I knew he had to be in some pain from walking all the way over here. Sam wasn't in any type of shape to be walking about like this. Tomorrow would be hell for him and that was what I was mainly worried about.

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I remained silent as Sam guided us down the hall and out the door. "So." I huffed. "What do we now?" I asked. "We could go steal some stuff." I suggested. "I don't know. This whole thing is draining me. It's still early morning and I'm totally drained. What in the world do we do now." I looked up at Sam, searching his face for an answer.

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I gave Sam a small smile and kept my mouth shut as I listened to what he and the Ex-General were saying. I guessed Sam was trying to persuade him to sneak us out of here. But it wasn't going to work. I wasn't surprised. He wouldn't be able to sneak that many people out of this camp. And if he did, they'd come after us and probably kill us. We were dead meat either way. The only thing to do now was to prepare ourselves. Prepare ourselves for the fight of our lives... For our lives.

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I fiercely wiped tears away from my eyes as I continued to cry. I felt like such a big baby. Wallowing in my own self-pity. This was one situation I couldn't get myself out of. I began to think of how my sister always got me in trouble, but always managed to find a way to get me out of it. I wished she was here to get me out of this one, but I knew that wasn't going to happen. I sniffled, as I watched a few of the armed guards from just a few minutes ago, walk pass with handcuffed soldiers in their clutches. "Get yourself together, Daisy." I mumbled. "Stop being a baby." I said to myself. I nodded my head, wiped my eyes one more time, and reentered the building, making my way back towards the General's office.

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I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. I was in utter shock and disbelief. "So that's it?" I shook my head. "That's it." I laughed, "You can't be serious. We're just being sent out there. Great. Just great. We're alllll gonna die." I laughed, walking down the hall and out the door. "No going back now! This is the end of the road for us!" I yelled to no one. I could feel tears swelling in my eyes again. I felt hopeless. I took a deep, shaky breath as I tried to fight back any angry tears that streamed down my face. But I broke down and every tear came pouring out.