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Shadow Team

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After what seemed like an eternity of proving my worth, it had all paid off. As I dropped the now empty M6J pistols onto the ground, I heaved a heavy sigh and sat down, my arm throbbing in pain. I stared ahead at GRIMM, my breath heavy and choppy. He had been my last test. My test to see if I had what it takes to make it into Shadow Team.

I was out of ammunition and I was dead. I knew it. I scolded myself irritably and silently as I collapsed to the ground. I awaited the bullet that might of ended my life. Or some sort of shocking pain caused by the coldness of his stare.

Neither came.

I heard footsteps. Light yet heavy. They stopped in front of me and I stared at the armor, my body tensing. I hesitantly stared up to see GRIMM standing before me. I wished I could see his expression but his visor hid his face well. For a moment, we stared at each other and I had grown even more nervous. What was he to do with me? I wondered, fear causing me to shake.

He knelt down and stared into my face. He grabbed hold of my wrists gently and brought me to my feet. I cringed at the pain in my arm. The one he had shot. It dawned on me then that I was extremely lucky. He was a great sniper. He shouldn't have missed me. No. He didn't miss. He shot my arm on purpose. This wasn't a test of life and death. But yet, it was.

I couldn't find the words to speak. I felt the eyes of the rest of the team on my back. I gulped and stared at GRIMM's armor, there were several bullet holes from my firing upon him. At least I knew now that I had actually hit him. I was supposed to give it my all but I didn't want to end up killing him. Like that could ever happen. But that's beside the point. I sighed heavily, my heart heavy.

There was no way I would be getting into Shadow Team. Though I wasn't really sure what they had expected me to. I did try my hardest to put up a good fight. I suppose in the end that's all that really matters. To me at least. I don't know about them. GRIMM guided me over to the rest of his team and set me down onto a nearby bench where The Professor began to examine my wound.

He didn't say a word. Nobody did. The silence was killing me. I wanted to know what they thought of me. No. I wanted to know what they thought of my style. If they had any pointers. Advice of any kind. I knew I wasn't going to get into the team. There was just no way..

"Virgin Rookie!" Jigsaw called, his voice stern and made me jump. As The Professor finished bandaging my arm, he stood aside and stepped back in group with his team. I stared up at the four men. All ranging from six feet and higher. I felt my face grow hot and I tried desperately to not look away. It then dawned on me what Jigsaw had addressed me as. I gaped at him momentarily and grit my teeth. "Don't call me that!" I growled. Landphil and Jigsaw laughed hard at my outburst.

"Aww.. Virgin Rookie still has some energy left!" Jigsaw roared in laughter, his gaze hard on me once again. I bit my lip and glared at him. I had wanted to hit him but not like this. I shook my head and accepted it for once. Soon, his laughter died and once again, silence was amongst the five of us.

I stole a glance at GRIMM, I was afraid for what was going on in his mind. I was under a trial of silence. I didn't like it. Don't get me wrong. I love silence, just.. Not such as this. After a moment, I bowed my head, my gaze to the ground.

"You fought hard." He had said, breaking the silence, his voice that of a strong Commander, and filled with deep thought. I stared at the ground harder, fighting off the tears that blurred my vision. "You know I could have killed you easily. You do need more training.. Though you do have good skills. You just need to hone them.." There was a long pause. I felt like yelling. I wanted him to just tell me I wasn't good enough. To tell me that I had wasted their time. To leave and not come back.

My hands balled into tight fists against my outfit. I grit my teeth harder in frustration. ".. Rookie..." GRIMM's voice rang in my ears again. I refused to look up. There was a short chuckle and a shush from one of the other members. "With more training.. You'll make a great Spartan. And being among Shadow Team.. You will do just that." My eyes snapped open wide and I jerked my head up, staring at GRIMM in shock.

"Wh-.. What.. what'd did you just say?.." I asked hesitantly, my voice broke hardly above a whisper. Jigsaw laughed again and shook his head. "Congratulations." GRIMM said calmly, staring at me. My mouth agape, I couldn't speak. I was in too much shock. I wanted to cry. I wanted to jump and scream in joy. I wanted to hug him but I forced myself to stay where I was. "Tch! Virgin Rookie is speechless!" Jigsaw bellowed. I glared at him and smirked.

"Watch what you say to me. I'll put you in your place!" I smiled and he only shook his head. "Go ahead and try, Rookie!... VIRGIN.. Rookie." He glared down at me with a smirk. I stared at each of the members of Shadow Team. The team I had dreamed of joining for a very long time. The team.. I had now been a part of..

I felt myself get light headed. I couldn't stay awake. I laid my head back against the wall the bench was against and willed sleep to overcome me.
This is just part one of a dream I had last night with my entry into Shadow Team. I'll have to post up the last part later.

Shadow Team belongs to :iconecg3: :icontank872: and their other two friends.
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I like where this is going. Although, you probably have no idea why Jigsaw used the word, "Virgin", do you?