Set in 5 years from now.. In case toi were wondering, Fang does rejoindre the military..Not sure that will settle well with Devin...
Brendan sat on a couch, staring at a wall. He looked over his shoulder as his phone started to ring and vibrate.
"What now?" Getting up, he picked up the car keys hesitating to answer the call. Brendan shoved the phone in his pocket and swung open the door to exit the house to find a general standing there.
"Glad your accueil Adams. Your needed at this address." The General shoved a piece of paper in Brendan's hand and left. Brendan sighed and closed the door behind him leaving.
Brendan pulled up to the house surrounded par cop cars and a SWAT truck. Brendan turned the car off and got out.
"Why, in God's name am I at this place?" A cop walked up to him,
"Soldier, your needed as a SWAT member."
"Why? Don't toi have enough as it is?
"No, we're spread out a little thin at this time Soldier"
"Ah, why didn't toi call some else in? I'm supposed to be on vacation."
"You were recommended par the general Sir." The police officer started walking,
"No need to flatter." Brendan muttered, while putting his hands in his pockets. "So, why is it that I was called in?"
"Well, there is a armed suspect with a hostage inside. He's been pressed with sexual assault and one count of murder." the cop starting handing Brendan equipment.
"Great. Just what I need." Brendan a dit sarcastically as he walked up to the house. He tapped on the door at the other SWAT members stood behind.
"Sir, we will ask toi one time to come out with your hands up." They waited for a sound but only silence filled there ears.
"Maybe he's r-"
"Shh." Brendan held up a finger and listened. A small whimper came from inside the house. "Surround the windows and doors, I'm going in alone. Stay put." Brendan kicked opened the door and walked inside, flicking on his flashlight to brighten the room. He looked around to slowly rounded a corner doing a 360 degree turn looking for danger. Brendan opened every door in the home, before checking the basement.
"There's no one in here.." He opened the basement door and ventured down, a high pitched scream came from a young girl sitting in the floor with her hands bound behind her back.
"There toi are." Brendan walked over and cut the rope, helping the girl up he whirled around and fired at a shadowy figure standing in the corner. There was a grunt and a man fell to the floor. "C'mon let's get toi out of here." He picked up the little girl and carried her out of the house. "The suspect is in the basement on the floor." Sitting the girl down he walked back over to his car and got in.
Brendan sat on a couch, staring at a wall. He looked over his shoulder as his phone started to ring and vibrate.
"What now?" Getting up, he picked up the car keys hesitating to answer the call. Brendan shoved the phone in his pocket and swung open the door to exit the house to find a general standing there.
"Glad your accueil Adams. Your needed at this address." The General shoved a piece of paper in Brendan's hand and left. Brendan sighed and closed the door behind him leaving.
Brendan pulled up to the house surrounded par cop cars and a SWAT truck. Brendan turned the car off and got out.
"Why, in God's name am I at this place?" A cop walked up to him,
"Soldier, your needed as a SWAT member."
"Why? Don't toi have enough as it is?
"No, we're spread out a little thin at this time Soldier"
"Ah, why didn't toi call some else in? I'm supposed to be on vacation."
"You were recommended par the general Sir." The police officer started walking,
"No need to flatter." Brendan muttered, while putting his hands in his pockets. "So, why is it that I was called in?"
"Well, there is a armed suspect with a hostage inside. He's been pressed with sexual assault and one count of murder." the cop starting handing Brendan equipment.
"Great. Just what I need." Brendan a dit sarcastically as he walked up to the house. He tapped on the door at the other SWAT members stood behind.
"Sir, we will ask toi one time to come out with your hands up." They waited for a sound but only silence filled there ears.
"Maybe he's r-"
"Shh." Brendan held up a finger and listened. A small whimper came from inside the house. "Surround the windows and doors, I'm going in alone. Stay put." Brendan kicked opened the door and walked inside, flicking on his flashlight to brighten the room. He looked around to slowly rounded a corner doing a 360 degree turn looking for danger. Brendan opened every door in the home, before checking the basement.
"There's no one in here.." He opened the basement door and ventured down, a high pitched scream came from a young girl sitting in the floor with her hands bound behind her back.
"There toi are." Brendan walked over and cut the rope, helping the girl up he whirled around and fired at a shadowy figure standing in the corner. There was a grunt and a man fell to the floor. "C'mon let's get toi out of here." He picked up the little girl and carried her out of the house. "The suspect is in the basement on the floor." Sitting the girl down he walked back over to his car and got in.
I know that no one will bother lire this but I'm gonna post it anyways cause I'm tired of not saying what's on my mind. My trust in my close Friends has been shattered and vice versa because I'm obviously not trustworthy enough. For the benefit of everyone please leave your minor personal problems to yourself, I respect that sometimes we all need conseil from people other than our family, but I draw the line when someone posts about the same problem over and over again and gets the same conseil but decides to ignore it. Not only is that rude and disrespectful but it's also very annoying. I also agree with all the annoying RP habits some people have developed and hope that people will look into those.
Well that's it flame and commentaire if toi want I don't care, I finally a dit some of what's on my mind and didn't just sit back and suffer silently
Yoku sayōnara, min'na
Well that's it flame and commentaire if toi want I don't care, I finally a dit some of what's on my mind and didn't just sit back and suffer silently
Yoku sayōnara, min'na
Bentley
Bentley
Red X
Reality Warp
D and Booker
Before the incident
Mulan
Devin Sera Adams
