~Felix Pov~ (It's not what you think)

Me and my group were booking it away from our enemies, there were four of us but two offered to take them on, the sound of gun shots pierced the sky and the feeling of freezing air hitting your face at rocket speed hurt like hell, there was only me and a man I had met who was 21 or 22 and I had told him about Jack , he had sword to protect me and get me back to Jack, we heard screams behind us informing us that our team mates had not made it.. There was gun shots behind us and while running I tripped and fell into a ditch in the ground, I landed on my ankle and had possibly twisted it, my friend, Michel, jumped in after me, I whimpered in pain and held my ankle as Michel continued to peep over the brim of the ditch and shoot at the enemies, I soon recovered enough strength to grab my gun, stand up, and fire. I had made a big mistake as the enemies were about three meters away, one had a clear shot at me, they bring their gun to my head and shot, the sound of a gun ran through the field, although I didn't feel anything, I felt my shoes get wet, like someone threw water over them, I opened my tight eyes to see Michel lay in front of my shoes, a shot the size of a golf ball piercing his neck, I collapsed to my knees and lent Michel's limp head on my knees, tears flowing down my face,
'H-He-H..' Michel spluttered coughing blood as he spoke,
'No. No! Save your energy Michel, you'll b-be ok!' I stuttered, Michel reached his hand to my eyes and wiped my running tears away with his thumb,

'I-I I p-pro-promised y-yo-you, y-you wou-would li-live to see J-Jack...' He chocked, '... Ma-Make sure y-you sa-say H-hi to Jack f-from me-...' Michel finished.
'M-Michel!! Ju-Just...-' I tried to make him shush, Michel's eyes fell shut and his arm became limp,
'MICHEL!?!' I yelled, tears spilling from my sockets, I shook him hoping he was still awake,
'M-MICHEL!?!? PLEASE!!' I yelled at the top of my lungs, I didn't want to leave Michel, but I had no choice as I felt a heavy hand clench my shoulder I felt a barrel line up with the back on my head, I sprinted as fast as my Swedish ass would carry me... I saw my base being held open for me, I quickly sprinted to base and jumped in scraping my elbows on concrete floor, I herd the door slam shut, I got on my knees and faced my Sargent who was pissed,

'YOU JUST COSTED US A MAN KEJELBERG!!' The Sargent raised his hand in a backwards position as he was about to slap me, I was quickly pulled away by a team member,
'Sargent, just let him get some rest, he just lost a good friends, he's scared!'
'WERE ALL SCARED! WHAT MAKES HIM ANY DIFFERENT!?!?' I bursted into tears and was guided away by a few team mates, they placed me on a bench and one sat next to me and rubbed my back,
'Michel said something to you... What, what did he say?' As he said this the group of people conferring me lent forward, interested in what I was going to say,
'H-He... Wanted me to get b-back to Jack...' I sobbed,
'Hey, hey, hey.. Please don't cry, who's Jack? Your brother?..'
'B-Boyfriend.....' I murmured, the group sat in shook, they probably felt uncomfortable... One of the group members stood up and came to me and crouched to me, they handed me what looked like a phone.
'You might want to see this... We all found it while you were out with Michel... We didn't know who Jack was so we didn't show it to you...' He said as the man handed me the phone.