Allisha awoke to find Cameron on his laptop sitting on the couch. He seemed optimistic, “Morning.”
Cameron replied, “Morning.” he closed the lid to his computer.
“Sleep at all?” she sat up in bed.
“No, thanks to your snoring.” Cameron joked.
“Ha, very funny.”
“How about a breakfast at Kuhulu?” he asked.
“Oh, that Hawaiian-like restaurant?”
Cameron was caught off guard by Allisha remembering it. “Yes.”
“Do you ever think of that beach anymore?” Allisha asked.
“Sometimes, it’s hard to after what I’ve been through.”
“I know.” Cameron gave her a strange look, “You hungry, I’m hungry.”
“Whatever, I’ll let you get ready to go.” Cameron left his room and went to the briefing room. He wondered who would want to make Delta livable after what had happened.
Cameron entered the room and sat down in the back. A boy came in and sat in front of him. Cameron leaned forward, “Hey, what’s your name?”
“Corr Zaphad, yours?”
“I didn’t see you in here yesterday with the other kids,” Corr stated.
Cameron laughed, “I’m an I.G.G.”
“Oh, so you’re used to killing people?”
“I don’t think you can ever get used to ‘killing’ people.”
“Oh.” Killing, it sounded so dark I thought.
This Corr Zaphad seemed to be just a bit worried, Cameron thought, “Once you’re briefed on the Rebel Fist, it makes it much easier to fight them, Corr.”
I asked, “Is it scary out there on the field?”
Cameron replied, “The first couple of times, then it gets easier.”
“Have you ever frozen under fire?” Cameron hesitated then nodded. Now I knew I wouldn’t be the only one stiff during combat, “I haven’t told anyone, but I’m just a little afraid.”
“Corr, I was too. Hey, they should make you almost invincible in those new super suits.” Cameron assured.
“Yeah.” a girl walked in and sat down next to me.
“What’s your name, I’m Taylor.” she told me.
I replied to the brown haired, scrawny, four eyed girl, “Corr.” Then there was an odd silence. Cameron chuckled making it easier for me to ask, “Have a lot of friends yet?”
“You.” she told me.
Cameron leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “She may not be a flower now, but wait, the late bloomers are the best.”
I gave him a weird look, “So Taylor, where did you live before you came here?”
“Genesis.” Taylor answered.
“Sweet, what’s it like living in a city that never stays in one place?” I asked her.
“I lived in one of the few cities that weren‘t mobile!” she stated.
“Oh, did they bring you here nicely or by force?”
“They ripped me from my family.”
“Ripped you?” Cameron butted in, “It was for your own good.”
“Then how did you know which ones to take? Huh!” Taylor turned to face him. Man, Taylor had a temper.
“We took the ones that were better in every which way. You, however, were not better with manners. I’d think you would have known better than to talk to a commander like that!”
“I’d think you would know better than to take us without considering our feelings,” she went on.
“We are in a war that we are losing, people’s lives are at stake here. We thought, excuse me, we know that sacrificing a few out weighs the slaughtering of innocent people.” Cameron came back.
“Is that it then, are we the disposable heroes?” she said.
Keth walked in, “She’ll make a good one with that temper.”
“General Keth, sir.” Cameron snapped to a salute, and I did the same.
“At ease, commander.” He looked at me, “Corr, I was hoping you’d be here.”
Did he just say me? I choked when I answered, “Ye-yes, sir.”
“I wanted to tell you why I forced you in here yesterday.”
“Sir, I know why, you needed the best of the best to serve you and I intend to give you just that,” I told him.
“Good,” he said sternly, “if only the others would be so willing as you.” the doors opened up and the soon to be soldiers walk in. Keth walked to the front, “Attention!” he was given blank stares. He sighed, “When I say attnetion, that means attention!” He stood up straight, arms down by his sides, and chin elevated.
They hardly seemed enthusiastic about it as they slowly moved to attention.
“No respect, we’ll drive it into you! What time is it?!” asked Cameron.
Someone said, “Ah, 5:33 a.m.”
“What if it was 5:33 p.m. Give it to me in military hours, now!” Cameron shouted.
No one answered, except Josh, “That would be 17:33, right?”
“Correct.” Cameron nodded, “What if it was 19:43? Anyone answer but him.”
Let’s see, I thought, to get 5 to be 17, you add 12. Then it’s 7:43 p.m. I answered nervously, “Sir, that should be 7:43 p.m.”
Keth took back over, “You will be taught many more things that have to do with the military.”
Someone blurted out as if he had been holding it in a long time, “When do we get to kill something?”
“Kill, we do not just kill things, we have to kill to liberate those who the rebels rule over. We must also kill to punish the rebels so they will never rise again!” Keth shouted. The boy didn’t say anything, “Now we will regroup with the ones you had last night. The leaders will get you started.” Keth coughed after wards, “You are dismissed.”
We started to funnel out in to the hanger bay, “Well, I guess I’ll see you later, Cameron.” I told him.
“Yep, keep safe out there,” he called as I left and rejoined my group.
Cameron walked up to Keth, “Looks like you have your a hands full.”
“Ain’t that for sure,” Keth replied.
“I could give you a hand or two,” he offered.
“Cameron, the colony needs you more than I do. I know you don’t want to go back, but you have to.”
“Alright, but these kids will give you the ride of your life.”
“I know, I was a kid once, even though that’s hard to see.”
“Alright bye Keth.” Cameron walked back to his room and found Allisha ready.
“Oh, there you are.”
“Ready, lets go.”
They walked down to the door way and stopped, “Aw, it’s raining.” Allisha stated.
“Yep, I guess we had better run fast so we won’t get wet.”
They ran out, and Cameron unlocked the doors, jumped in, and paused to take a breather. “Nothing like a run in the rain,” Allisha said.
Cameron chuckled and he backed out of the parking space and turned around. He pulled out to the road and waited for a couple cars to pass. They passed and he did a big spin out and fish tailed into the street, “Oh, I love the rain.”
Allisha was holding on to the door for dear life, “Oh my.”
They drove around a mountainy coast. Allisha watched the waves roll in and out, “That beach is the one we were on before you left for the Guard, right?”
“Yeah.” Cameron confirmed.
“Looks different.” she stated.
“It’s raining now, ya know.”
“I know, it’s just not the same since the war.”
The windshiled wipers whipped back and forth, wiping away the rain. They later pulled into the Kuhulu parking lot. It was early and Cameron got a close spot. They ran inside and took off their coats.
The waitress came to their table. She was clad in a bikini top with a silk skirt tied high on her hip. Her black hair rested gently against her wonderous face, “Ah,” Cameron said, “nothing like you to wake me up in the morning.”
“Good morning Cameron.” the waitress’s words rolled off her lips fluently.
“Yes Marry, it is a good morning now,” Cameron put.
“Who’s this woman?” Marry questioned.
“Allmenegger? Cameron said a few things about you.”
“Yep, that’s me,” she said modestly.
“What would you like, Cameron, the usual?” Marry asked.
“Yes,” he replied.
“And what would you like, miss Allmeneger?”
“What he’s having,” Allisha answered.
“Okay, I’ll be back.” She walked away and Cameron had his eyes glued to Marry.
“Cameron, yoo-hoo.” said Allisha, her hand in front of him.
“How did you meet her?”
“I saved her on one of my missions to liberate one of the colonies the rebels took captive.”
“So, why do you two keep in touch?”
Cameron eyed her, “Just look at her. On a little side note, Marry’s from Hawaii if you care.”
Allisha gasped, “She’s from earth? I didn’t think anymore came.”
“Some come.” His phone rang, “Excuse me.” He stepped away from the table.
Allisha thought that Marry might know about these white creatures on Cameron’s video log.
Marry came back with a couple mugs of hot chocolate. “Thanks, Marry,” Allisha said.
Allisha fought for the right words to ask about these white creatures, “Marry, do you know anything about white scaly creatures?”
Her brown eyes snapped straight up towards Allisha, “Yes I do, why should it matter, though?”
“I just wanted to know what they are called.”
“Those cursed things are called Crightents.” Marry seemed to let that word, Crightent, settle in, “The Crightents are infected humans or any kind of life form that is unfortunate enough to come in contact with them. All they want is to kill.”
Cameron walked back, “Marry, I’m sorry but we have to leave soon. Peter called and he’s ready with Blare.”
“Oh, that’s just too bad. Can you finish your cup of hot coco?”
“Yes, that much we can do.” he sat down.
Marry sat down next to him, “Cameron, Allisha and I were just talking about Delta.”
“Really what got you talking about that?” he wanted to know.
“The Crightents.” Marry blurted out.
“What?!” he exclaimed.
“I know I thought you would have told her if she asked.”
“Isn’t this good chocolate?” said Allisha in an attempt to change the subject.
“How did you find out about them! Oh no, you wouldn’t? You would, you were snooping around in my stuff weren’t you.” Cameron jumped to conclusion.
“ I wasn’t snooping!” Allisha came back, “I did not find out about it on purpose.”
“Does it look like I give a flip now?!” Cameron’s face hardened.
“I was trying to shut off your computer when the log resumed. I’m sorry,” Allisha confessed.
Cameron sighed and rubbed his hand through his hair, “Ok, that’s enough. Marry we have to go, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” He went and got their coats. “How long will you be gone, Cameron?”
“A good two weeks at the least.” he answered.
“Then I better give you something to remember me by.” Marry kissed him softly.
“I can’t forget you now.” They hugged and broke apart.
“Nice meeting you, Allisha,” Marry said.
“You too, Marry,” she replied.
“Bye Cameron, be safe please,” Marry begged.
“I will be, and you keep pretty,“ he chuckled, Bye.”
“Bye.” She walked away and Cameron watched her.
“Come on, Cameron,” Allisha spoke.
“Yep.” They ran back out to his car and got in. “You didn’t have to go behind my back and ask Marry, you could have asked me. I would have told you and probably not gotten so mad.”
“I kinda figured that.”
They pulled out and drove around the mountain. “Cameron?”
“Why do you like her?”
“Who Marry? Well, you met her, don‘t you think she is sweet?” he shifted and reved the engine.
“Oh yeah, she is, is that it though?” Allisha pressed on.
Cameron blushed, “Well, you know she’s very, very,” he put extra effort behind the second ‘very’, “beautiful.”