Broken soldier

That night.

After a night of unrest, I groggily open my eyes to the sun outside the windows. The tint doesn’t allow it to be too bright but it’s still annoying. Rolling over, I notice the empty spot next to me and become anxious. I know he is going to ask me. He is going to ask me what happen that night and I don’t want to tell him. It’s not about reliving the nightmare as much , but more so the fact my weakness as a human almost allowed someone to take something from me that I couldn’t get back. I slowly make my way into the bathroom and brush my teeth and hair. I throw on some leggings and a Tee and head downstairs. I hear lowered voices as I make my way closer to the kitchen. It’s Zan, as I hear him say “J, we have to know”. His answer was only a curse as I stepped out into the open. So, what is it that you need to know Zan? I asked, but I didn’t mean to sound so snippy. J turned to me and attempted to walk me away from Zan And Xavier. I stopped him and turned back to Zan, waiting for my answer. He looked me dead in the eyes and said, Mak we need to know what happened that night, everything that you remember. It’s the only way we can stay ahead of this. It doesn’t have to be me, but at least one of us needs to know. Okay, I answer him. I’ll tell you and only you what happened. f**k that! J’s outburst was expected. I am his mate. I turned to J to explain. Look, there were things done, things said, and things witnessed that I’m just not ready for you to know, and I have a feeling Zan may understand, and I’m not sleeping with him. It’s bad enough to see the scars but to know how each one of them were put there. I’m just not ready for you to know. Makenzy, I understand what your saying but please know that another male taking you into a room alone and speaking about very personal things is just not going to f*****g happen. Well, I answered, I can’t tell you so your going to have to figure it out. I left it at that as I headed into the other room. I heard arguing and a few chuckles. Not long after Zan came in and sat in the next chair. Okay Makenzy, start from where you first remember. We are all briefed on your mission. Okay, that makes it a little easier. I clear my throat and transport myself back to the worst night of my life. I am third in line to jump out of the plane as our drop site comes into view. We land as quiet and as quickly as we can so as to cover our brothers and sisters from the ground. We are bout a mile outside of a village that a group of rouge shifters had taken over. We have intel they killed the men, took the women and children and sold them for money to celebrate. We are getting closer as the small structures come in to view. It’s very quiet and very Erie as we make our way to the first one. Our mission is to get in, kill the shifters, and burn the rest as we exit. It’s not likely anyone is alive still. These shifter are brutal when they rouge. The first one is clear, and everything is just too silent. Something feels off. I go to signal to Jimmy that we should hold our position when I see a shocked looked on his face about the same time a vampire rips out his throat. No!!! I scream as I step towards him, he was like my little brother, he can’t be gone! Chaos erupts around me as I see flashes of bullets wiz past me as I duck and try to get out. I am hit from behind, hard, I’m lightheaded and dizzy. I remember being lifted, and fighting as hard as I can, but I just wasn’t strong enough. I start shaking and take a deep breath to calm myself. I didn’t notice I was crying until Zan handed me a tissue. We can stop for now Mak, if you want to take a break. I know the next part is going to be the hardest. I’m not sure why but when I looked into this vampires eyes I knew he understood. I’m not sure what he went through or how, but he gets it. I tell Zan I’m okay and continue. The next thing I remember is waking up tied to a table. A hard metal one, I remember it being freezing on my back. I see the vampire that hurt Jimmy walk up to the table. I try to go after him but I can’t move. He chuckles at me and grabs my face, he tries to kiss me so hard his fang cuts my lip, that sends him over the edge and he starts sucking at my lip as he unbuckles his pants. His moans and breath are making me nauseous, and I can’t help but vomit over the side over the table when he lets go to walk to the bottom of the table. I understand his intentions as he climbs on the table naked, his gross flaccid d**k flopping to the side as he climbs up. I fight as hard as I can but the restraints are tight. I can’t fight him physically so I try another approach as I laugh. And what do you expect to do with that thing? I ask, as I giggle. Wrong approach I think as he slaps me hard across the face. My whole cheek is on fire as he fondles me, trying to get his manhood to work. I laughed again, this time out of pure rage, Get the f**k off of me you flaccid f**k! I yell at him, hoping he would just hit me instead of kissing my lower abdomen like he was. I instantly knew I f****d up as soon as a saw his fangs extend completely. Pure rage was all I saw as I watched him bite down on my thigh and take a piece of flesh with him. The last thing I remember is watching my blood squirt across the room as someone screams to go get the Dr before I bleed to death. I guess I’m not supposed to die yet, I think as the blackness surrounds me. I am actively shaking and covered in sweat when Zan snaps his fingers in front of my face to bring me back to reality. I’m sorry, I say as I calm myself, remembering where I am. I need to see J, I say, not waiting as I bolt around the corner and stop dead in my tracks. Xavier is holding a very pissed off J, face snarled into rage and fangs extended. I go into panic mode as my memories clash with my reality for a moment. I sprint upstairs as I hear Zan cursing at J to stop being an ass and scaring the s**t out of his mate and go after me. I’m not sure I’m ready for that as I hear J knock on the door. It’s your bedroom I yell at him as I place myself closer to the door out of habit. J walks in timidly and stands just inches from me. He places his hands on my face as he places a soft kiss on my lips. I know this may not help Makenzy, but I hope knowing that I will watch him take his last breath will give you some sort of comfort, because I am going to enjoy every second of it.