Chapter 1- Two Invaders
Frank Parker was in his room minding his own business, reading and not
causing trouble (which is rare for Parker) when the alarms went off. 'Well
look at that, some idiot tried to get into headquarters and got caught,
amateurs.' He muttered to himself. Then, he laughed at the thought of
Ramsey running after someone.
10 minutes later in the Briefing Room
The normal crew was there, Olga, Bradley, Isaac, Hooter, and Donovan;
Nathan was with the intruders who got caught. Frank, as usual, was casually
walking into the room 5 minutes late, grinning ear to ear and then stealing
a look at Olga. Noticing, she smiled slowly and looked back down at her
Bradley- 'I called you all here to tell you about this morning's break-in
and to give some details to the danger of this matter.'
Parker interrupted as he began to sit in his chair- 'Ok, just so everyone
knows, I didn't let whoever it is in, don't know whoever it is and I
haven't even told anyone about the base, in the last 24-hours...at least...I
think.' Now thinking about it, he wasn't sure.
'No one said it was you Frank'
'Ok but I was saying just in case. And because I'm usually blamed for this
kind of stuff.'
Donovan *smirking* 'Well man, you wouldn't be blamed if you hadn't done it
Parker *changing the subject* 'Where's Ramsey, I can't properly start my
day without a "Ramsey comment".'
Ramsey walks in. 'Can it cheese ball.'
'Sir (indicating to Bradley), the intruders say they want to talk to one
of our people, specifically Donovan and Parker. One of the captives says
she won't talk to anyone else than them and refuses to say anything else
but that they have a message to give to them from a General Turner. And
they apparently have both been trained in hand to hand combat because I
sent 9 guards to check what was going on and 3 were unconscious.'
Parker, who was just staring at Olga the whole time, woke up at name of
Gen. Turner. He had heard it from somewhere, where exactly, he wasn't sure.
'Who is she, what does she look like? And who is the other guy?'
'I think she's a little young for you, plus she's unconscious, so we
couldn't ask her."
Bradley- 'Nate, take the conscious prisoner to Holding Cell #6 to be
questioned. Frank, Craig, go with him. I want a full report on the info
afterwards. Take the girl to sickbay. Olga, I want her stable enough to be
asked questions in a hour.'
On the way to cell #6
Ramsey was leading 7 guards that were dragging the tired 19-year-old boy to
holding cell #6 and an unconscious 17-year-old girl to sick bay where Dr.
Vukavitch was waiting. 4 guards were holding him and only 2 were dragging
girl. The guards holding his arms each had a black eye. The one that wasn't
holding anyone that was walking off to the side and holding 2 small dark
green backpacks, looked like he got kicked ...well, I'll let you imagine
where; two others was limping.
The girl stood at about 5' 4", had hazel eyes and her lip was swollen. Her
reddish/dark brown hair was in a high, tight ponytail. She had black boots,
and light beige shorts and was wearing a light blue tank top that showed
her stomach. The teen stood at about 6' 2" with ice-blue eyes and short
light-brown hair. He was wearing boots, tan pants, a black shirt. He had a
tattoo around each of his muscular biceps.
Boy-'Get off of me... when I get outta here...ah, dammit...'
Parker and Donovan were following Ramsey and the captives just as they were
Parker-*shaking his head and looking at him* 'He's got a lot of rage.'
Donovan-*smirking* 'Yeah, I know. He reminds me of someone I know very
Parker comes to a full stop, looks at Donovan with a surprised, offended,
and an attempted look of innocence on his face *almost yelling*. 'Me?!
What do ya mean? And don't do that smirk, don't explain anything and walk
away thing! Donovan!' Just then Donovan smirks and walks to catch up with