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So this is an old idea of [livejournal.com profile] nyxmidnight's. Original characters.

Hastily scribbled for her birthday. Bonne Fete A Toi you older lady you. OMG! I remember when you were illegal. *is so so ancient*



BD hitched his gun a little higher and tried not to fidget. He had to lead by example after all. It wouldn’t look good if his team saw him yawning away in boredom. God, he hated security detail.

Scientists were an annoying lot. Secretive with the details of their little projects, patronizing with what they did choose to share, as though he would have got to where he was by being stupid. It didn’t raise his opinion of them when he and his men were expected to deal with the fallout from whatever screw-ups would be made.

Shifting his weight, he spoke into his headset. “Keep your eyes open, gentlemen….”

A snort interrupted him.

“And lady. The rats are getting antsy. Whatever they’ve been planning is going down soon.”

BD listened to the various voices of acknowledgement and mentally tracked each of his team’s placements. He hated operating in the dark. Give him a drop in, do the deed and get out again mission any day. He could only hope he’d anticipated everything.

The only thing he knew for sure was that at then end of the tunnel he was in was where it would all happen. He and the main thrust of his team were scattered in and around the area outside the observation room. That was as close as they were allowed to get. The rest of his team were in small groups at strategic points of the underground facility. As the last of the scientists that had been scurrying back and forth disappeared into the observation room, BD tried to shake off his nerves.

BD was just checking his watch for the umpteenth time when he felt as though he was enveloped in silence. It lasted for only a few seconds and then there was a boom and the ground shook violently. Rocking on his feet, he tried to keep his balance as inquires starting coming in over his headset. They were overridden by the sound of screaming coming from the observation room.

“Start evacuation procedures. Alert air and ground troops. We don’t know what we’re dealing with here.” BD waited a moment to make sure his orders were being carried out, and then signalled his main team. They joined him in the tunnel and started to work their way down to the end, dodging falling rock and building debris. They had barely made it halfway when the doors buckled outward.

“Down!”

BD hit the floor even as he yelled. A second later the doors popped away from their supporting structures, flying down the tunnel like demented Frisbees. Rolling to his feet, he got glimpse into the room they had been guarding. “Son of a bitch!”

December 2012

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