I got a pat on the back and a pretty hard one at that, “Your sniping is pretty impressive” I nervously laugh in response, “I am not that good at it I still need to work on it” he shakes his head and disagrees saying that I am worthwhile sniper.

He then starts to walk from the range back into the mansion and into a sort of main command post area where I see countless familiar faces of maids and butlers along with Jasmine and Marcus at a table in full military attire, “Oh, Bavon is finally here” Jasmine remarks fiddling with her new helmet as the other one seemed in rough shape.

“Quiet Jasmine” Marcus responds back making her roll her eyes and continue on with what see was doing, “Welcome to the main command post Arthor this is where we will give you the information needed for your upcoming mission exploring into enemy territory and gather information for us” I nod and sit down and place my sniper butt on the floor and lean it against the table.

I lean back in my chair and listen to what is going to very crucial information if am around the other two, “now that you are here we can finally start” Jasmine spouts and sets her helmet down on the table and leans on her palm looking towards the middle of the table.

A hologram shows up with pictures and maps with lines and arrows painted all over them, I look up and hear the ruffle of my hood slowly fall of. One picture stood out to me which made lean forward and listen even more intently than before. “Now, here is how we are going infiltrate you is by inserting you via vehicle to approximately 2kms away from the strong hold and there you will find this man I am sure you know him well” the picture of Jackson magnifies to where it is the dominant one shown.

I see the information provided for him and nothing to little is shown for him only age, location of birth, birth date, and related subjects. No bio or anything just the basics are given for him like any normal person or important figure.

“This person is a HVT or a High value Target, and we want you to enlist into the rebels ranks and destroy it via giving us information about upcoming plans, offensives, and spies in our ranks” Bavon looks over at me with a worrying look as if he knows who I am focused on, “The target in question will need to be delt with once the whole operation is over” Marcus adds on to the meeting, “Although that will depend on how long the operation is going to last for” Jasmine replies.

The image of Jackson starts to fade away showing the insertion plan I am presuming, “This is the plan to head an offensive towards the city and make an opening for you to head your way there and infiltrate them” Marcus continues, although the plan is very well thought out I can think of a few ways so that the casualties are not a problem but I want to listen for the rest of it.

“If the plans fails we have a backup for it” Another map shows itself and by the marks on the map the plan is very interesting, “We would launch multiple small attacks in the locations with the X and if any are successful in the breakthrough we would then flood to allow you a chance to head for the city” Marcus explains, I guess now is a time I can talk and just say I can go there with out a need to be stealthily dropped in.

“But why should we do that” Jasmine says right about when I was going to speak, “did you or did you not say that if we create a diversion we would have a chance to get him in without them noticing” Bavon says, “yeah but I was not expecting a plan like this where so many people would be involved” Jasmine Barked back giving a good point.

Jackson most likely expects me to come back and to be a spy, its Jackson and for the time I have been with him he has shown some very good prowess in predicting what the enemy is going to do. But one thing is for sure and that is he expecting me to come back for one reason for another.

“If we do what you are planning it could lead to a disaster and we can’t risk the lives of those who don’t want to be involved in this war!” Marcus yells, “Oh, so you wat to throw lives away for the chance that we may be able to get a single person in to-” Jasmine stops talking as Bavon slams his hand down stopping the two sibling’s squabble, “Arthor it looks like you want to say something go ahead” Bavon says looking at me now that I look at it carefully he has always been focusing his attention on me.

I sigh, “Why don’t you try and let me go alone” the two that were going each other throat just a second ago now try to rip mine with my suggestion, “Jackson most likely expects me to come back and is waiting very patiently at that so just provide me with a vehicle that can get me there quick and I will take it from there” both sit down to think about it including Bavon.

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It is risky to do I will admit that fault but it will prevent any unmercenary loss of life and it would be more worthwhile as less resources are going to be poured into this but I may be wrong as I am not a tactician or general I am just a unofficial sniper rookie.

Marcus looks over at me sighs he then brings up a really big list of items of what I assume is in stockpile here at the city at this moment, “Whatever you need we will provide if it is on this list” I look at him then at list that is in front of me. a lot of equipment is here in front of me like new things I had never heard of and some really common items seen around the place like snow suits and well flashlights.

I scroll up and down the list looking for a vehicle that can travel the snow with ease but can’t find one that Jackson recommended. So, I guess I have to ask if they have any that is similar, “Do you have a vehicle that can travel through the snow fast” Marcus nods his head, “I can arrange that for you easily” I go back to looking through the list of what I should bring as a bonus I guess but stop myself.

“That is all I need except ammo and some more of these jackets and balaclavas” Bavon nods and sits back in his chair, “You sure that is enough and all you need for the journey?” he questions me on, I nod my head and he nods his. He stands and walks out of the room most likely heading back to the main house.

Marcus and Jasmine stay seated and look as if they want to ‘talk’ in a sense. I sit back in my chair and wave my hand for them to talk, “Are you sure you want to go back?” Marcus asks bluntly, “He has a point you were fostered by both sides for a long period but you will most likely have to come into conflict with us soon” Jasmine adds to the already answered question in my head it is just how do I explain it to them.

I only wish to go for my own benefit and ask questions on why he had lied and kept secret about the whole being in the rebel army or just say I want to go to ask questions or go ahead say I don’t care which side wins as long as my country, my home is no longer at war with itself. Why am I even doing this?

I could have stayed with Jackson and joined the rebels that way and lived up to my dreams. Why am I even thrusted into this kind of thing I am only 18 after all so why am I and everyone around me trying to act brave and mature.

I close my eyes and breath in out thinking of what to do, I clear my mind and listen closely and hear the howl of the wind that I very calming to hear or at least to me. I open my eyes, “I am only doing this as I don’t want this war to go on simple really” I say having told the truth but lying about the main reason to going back to Jackson.

Marcus nods understanding where I come from but jasmine side eyes me most likely knowing why, she was there with me for a while. I stand and begin to leave but was stop by a hand that was on my shoulder it turn to see who it is.

A spec ops styled person comes into view and I begin to question what is going on, Am I being detained for questioning or going to be thrown into prison? The grip on my shoulder increase which starts to hurt, “Arthor, you can’t leave yet we still need to talk about some things like if we can trust you” Jasmine says while the sound of a door is heard being closed.

I look at jasmine and she looks back although she can’t see me looking at her she knows I am looking at her, “Can we even begin to trust you after spending 8 years with rebels?” she is going to go there is she I can understand where she is coming from it just unfair to do all this now after we have confirmed the plan, “This is what Bavon wanted me to ask so if you’re thinking that this all finalized your wrong” Jasmine states with a tone that is making it sound like I have to be careful with my moves and how I talk.

“Arthor or if you are him why did you come here?” are you kidding they think I am not me, why though have I actually changed that much since being here 8 years ago. my fists start to clench with out me noticing due to the anger I am feeling at this moment.

The person grabbing my shoulder backs off ready to tackle me at the moment’s notice, “if you are Arthor in the off chance then explain this” a photo is shown when the crash happened and my ‘dead body’ that lays within it.

A myriad of emotions flow within me shock, denial, Anger, hopelessness, and a lot more questions for a certain someone to answer. “I hope he doesn’t use the gear we have given him to his advantage” I hear from a voice in the room although it was low for barley anyone to hear the helmet picked it up.

They gained my trust by telling me and giving me all of these things only to end up wanting to question me if I am the real me? why go through all that effort of convincing me or having me tell my story of what happened and what’s worse is that Jasmine still does not believe me even though I confirmed it to be true!

I begin to doubt my memories with them of my childhood that seemed not so long ago I begin to doubt so many memories that made me happy, “While you are here the other two you had come with have already been delt with” what does he mean ‘delt with’ are they dead.

I begin to feel emotionless for some reason like I have overloaded from a shock or something of the sort. This just all feels like a dream please tell me it is a dream it has to be one, there is no way those two are dead.

My breathing becomes heavier and loud enough for me to hear, a static sound also plagues my ears and then a voice I am all too familiar with fills them instead of the sound of my breath or the shouting of questions from both Marcus and Jasmine.

“I am sorry Arthor I hope when we see each other soon maybe in a couple days you will have your answers but I need my revenge for my kin” Jacksons voice plays then stops to allow the static to come back.

“Objective Delta Begin”