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@justaskbrooklyn liked for a Heart of Africa starter
She had seen this boy many times before, but he was starting to get closer and closer to the pride everyday. War didn't want any of the nearby villages coming and attacking the pride, though, more than likely they would steer clear of the lions. Still, just to be safe, War slowly stepped out onto the path, spear in hand. "You need to stop drifting out so far," she warned.
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@justaskbrooklyn said: He was no longer able to keep his composure upon seeing War approaching the helicopter. "War...I'm so sorry." How could he ever apologize for this? "Connor...I couldn't save him. I'm sorry."
Connor? No. Nonononono...not Connor. Anyone but Connor. He wasn't even supposed to be on that mission. He was supposed to stay on base. Why did he get on that helicopter? Connor never wanted to fight. He didn't deserve this...that kid deserved to have a life and a family. Her jaw tightened at the thought of the joyful, smiling boy laying dead in the dirt with glassy eyes starring up at nothing. No. God, why couldn't it have been her? She deserved to die more than anyone. War bowed her head and looked at the ground for a moment. Tears began to form in the corner of her eyes and threatening to fall....and then she exploded.
"You were supposed to watch out for him! You were supposed to keep him safe!" She snapped, her eyes instantly going black. "He was just a fucking kid! Why didn't you protect him? You should have gotten him out of there!" She just exploded on Brooklyn out of pure rage. He was Connor's big brother. He was supposed to look after him. "How could you do this, Brooklyn?!" MES focus on the mission and the other soldiers. Not each other. Derek's words rang out in her head. "Don't tell me you just let him die...Don't tell me you just left that kid." Brooklyn followed orders. Did he leave Connor to save someone else? She grabbed him by the collar of his uniform and shoved him into the helicopter so hard his head bounced off the metal. "What the hell did you do!? Why didn't you save him?"
When Brooklyn didn't answer quick enough she shoved him away, hands grabbing at the side of her head. She let out an agonizing cry, sinking to her knees in the dirt. The little boy she had kept safe for so long was dead. The one that always just wanted a hug or to play a game. The one she had 'saved' so long ago when he was a Gamma. Her friend. Her little brother. She hadn't been there to protect him. A sickening thought suddenly crossed her...she had never even told the kid she loved him. Her finger nails dug into the side of her skull. I love you, War! His innocent voice tormented her mind.
Blood started dripping from her hands, her grip on her head was so tight. Releasing her grip, she brought her hands down to look at the blood. Slowly, War got back to her feet and reached for the 'Saint Michaels Protect Me' pendant she wore around her neck and squeezed it tightly. "Your time in hell is over soldier...You don't have to be Alpha 122 anymore...you can just be Connor now."
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“Good shot.” Snake said, giving him a pat on the shoulder. “I owe you one.”
He looted dead soldier’s corpse and gave Brooklyn the spare ammo.
[Jay and Brooklyn have officially killed War's Christmas spirit. Now instead of wanting to do a big thing for Christmas she just doesn't care about the holiday anymore.]
You're in the middle of a fire fight. Brooklyn was wounded and you have fought your way across the battlefield to him. Only when you reach him, you realize that Brooklyn has died.
"Brooklyn! I got you buddy!" She slid down beside him, noticing the large stain of blood on the front of his uniform. War noticed how cold and pale his face looked as well. His normally bright amber eyes were looking at her but they were glazed over and dull. "Brooklyn?" She shook his shoulder gently as if trying to soothingly rouse him from his sleep. "Brooklyn? Wake up. We have to keep moving." No response. She shook him a bit harder. Her voice becoming more urgent. "Brooklyn! Come on!" Still nothing. "Brooklyn?" She checked his pulse. Nothing. "No. No no no no. Please no. Please. Brooklyn? Please wake up. Please. I need you." Tears started to form in her eyes. Not Brooklyn. Not him. "Brook? Please don't do this to me. I need you. I can't do this without you! I can't look after Connor and the others by myself! Please!" She shook him but his head only lulled to the side, his eyes still half open."Brooklyn!" She let out a pained wail, pulling his body into her arms. "Brooklyn! No!" Tears were now flowing freely down her cheeks and dripping into the dirt and on to his body. "Brooklyn!" She kept saying his name over and over again, holding him close to her. She couldn't let go. "Not my brother! Please!" She looked towards the sky and gave another pained wail. "Brooklyn!" She rested her forehead against his chest, sobbing freely. "I can't do this on my own...I need you...Don't leave me here...don't leave me here by myself..."The radio came to life. "Alpha 104, you are to retreat immediately."War shook her head. "Brooklyn's dead." "Then leave him and get on the helicopter. You can't bring the body back. There's no time," Derek's voice crackled over the radio.She looked down at her friend. Her brother. Her everything. And she left him...forever asleep underneath the tree.
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“I suppose it depends on your priorities. Killing me would look good on your resume–if you could manage it.”
War, Zeus, and Brooklyn would be an unstoppable combination
I want to have a screaming match with Brooklyn
