The tiger who loves me
My name is Daniel Roland, I am 15 years old, I have long black hair down to my shoulders (for headbanging) and I work for the organization my fellow operative Sam Fisher is in (splinter cell), the name is classified. What is a 15 year old kid doing in a organization such as this, you ask? Well, I was part of a program that would get me out of high school by the time I was 15 because the govt. wanted me working for their organization, and despite that i was still going to school, they began my training at 12. My parents died when I was 3, they were on the way back from a trip somewhere, i dont know exatly where. This starts where I am on a week vacation... Well, anyway here's my story..... (the entire story is fiction)
I awoke to find my pager bleeping loudly on the bedside table. I picked it up, and its said "we have a mission for you, we know your on vacation, but this one's the most serious one weve had in a while. Get over here asap oiya." I sat there comprehending the message for a couple of minutes, then got dressed, throwing on a LED ZEPPELIN t-shirt and my favorite pair of baggy blue jeans. I knew I had to be there because "oiya" meant "or it's your ass." I was reluctant to end my week vacation one day into it, but i got ready.
I picked up my portable cd player and put in "Children of bodom, Follow the reaper" I lived only a mile away from the base, and i walked fast. It was a pale morning of winter, dark still, but the cold air revitalized me. I was listening to my favorite song by Children of Bodom when I reached the door. It was opened, not by me, but by a humanoid wolf (male by the looks of him.) he had dark fur, and his blue green eyes looked into my gray ones I looked away. As I said before, my parents were killed in a car accident, and when i woke up at 5:00 in the morning, my eyes showed my pain because that was the time the accident occured. I greeted him, he greeted me. I had a respect for the anthros because they were able to go through a lot of trying times.
I was against having them live separately from the humans. In the constitution it says "all men are created equal." Anthros are just as human as we are, the only difference is the fur, and the heightened senses. We walked toward the breefing room. On the way there he asked my name of me. I told him and he told me his name was Micheal. Then I said, "Nice to meet you." He said, "likewise." "When I looked into your eyes, I saw only pain." Mike said so suddenly it startled me. "My parents died in a car crash when i was like 3 at 5:00 in the morning, so when I get up at that time, I tend to think about it..." I said. I noticed I was crying a little, and Mike put an arm around my shoulder for support, and said, "Sorry I asked." "No it's alright, I would have been home crying my eyes out right now, had I not had a mission."
I forced a tired grin, he took his arm from around my shoulders, and I entered the breifing room. I was greeted by my commmander, and I sat down at the table, turning off my headphones. "You're being sent to spain to rescue a top officer in the white house who has gone missing. We have located the bastards who have taken him, and they are the terrorist group calling themselves 'Hells Saviours.' Your objectives are to get into the facility (an old factory) and get the official back before they decide to chop off his head or something like that." "Damn, that IS serious, but, ok, ill go get ready to go." I said. "Dropoff and extraction will be at least 5 miles from the south end of the factory, and we'll be taking a plane, (a helicopter would cause too much suspicion) and you will paratroop out to get on the ground." Mike and I left there together because he would be coming on this one too as a helper.
We got into the changing room, changed into our "spy clothes" (with curtains drawn.) Afterward, we spent the day training. We headed out towards the plane at 5:00p.m. ( a nice learjet, white with two engines) and i put my mp3 player into my pocket (I didnt feel like bringing my cd player, and my mp3 player was in my changing room.) I pictured myself at home playing Crazy train on my favorite Zakk Wylde signature guitar "The Grail." Then, Mike asked "what are you listening to?" "Am I Going Insane by Black Sabbath." I didn't even realize that i had stood up playing air guitar and singing the lyrics until he asked me. I blushed and sat down in the seat next to him.
"I tend to get into my music like that." I told him. "It's ok, by the way, you have a wonderful voice for singing." I turned crimson at this. He chuckled a little bit, noticing the rush of blood to my face showing embarassment. "What kind of music do you listen to?" I ask him to change the subject. "Same stuff you do," He replies. "You listen to Children of Bodom, too?" "Yeah, and they rock!" He said. I could tell he liked me, I mean LIKED me. I really didn't return the feelings except in friendship, but I would support him if he needed it. "5 minutes! Get your parachutes on!!" The pilot yelled. Damn, this flight went fast. We left at 5 p.m. in the U.S. so we could do this mission under cover of darkness.
I put my parachute on and it was the first time I noticed that Micheal was taller than me. Me Standing at about 5'11, he was at least 6'5. He also apparently noticed my height for the first time and commented, "Your a little tall for your age." "Thanks...I think." I reply, unsure about what to say. He laughed a little bit and wagged his tail a little. Then, micheal pushed me out the door that will take me to the ground. I free-fall a little bit, then i open my parachute and drift stealthily and silently to the ground. On the way down,
I shut off my mp3 player, music still raging in my minds ear, and land soft as a cat onto the ground. I check my ammo andwait for my partner to land. He lands without any trouble either. "I'll go in the front, you can take back, unless you want to trade." I say to him. "No, Ill take back, its ok," he replies resting a paw/hand on my shoulder (the first time i notice its warmth) "Just be careful and don't get caught or killed, k?" "I won't....I hope."
I say with a forced grin. We head our separate ways, then I hear Mike on the headset "Daniel, can you hear me?" "Affirmative." I reply. "Im approaching the front now... fuck, it looks heavily guarded." I say into the mic. "Going silent, don't contact me until you hear me hoot like an owl, ok?" Base and Mike give me an "Affirmative," and I find a spot in the shadows and wait... "Daniel, can you hear me?" I say into the mic. "Affirmative." He says. As I'm Heading around towards the back, Daniel says "I'm approaching the front now....fuck, it looks heavily guarded." I hear him say. "Going silent, don't contact me until you hear me hoot like an owl, ok?" I hear base reply an "Affirmative," at the same time I do. Then I smelled it, blood.
I couldn't tell whose, but it was definitely blood, and it seemed to be coming from the front end of the building... I struck. I grabbed him around the neck silently and slit his throat. I hid the body in a dark corner, I heard guards coming my way, as I get into a tree.... I make my way towards the back, and I notice only two guards there. I sneak up behind them, I guess this factory is on a cliff. I push both men over the railing, sending them to the sea below. Then I move over to a shady corner where i can watch the door, and hear Daniel hoot like an owl. At least he's alright. "Damn, there where at least 5 guards at the front!" I hear Daniel say. "Cut the chatter, we dont want the whole place alerted to your presences." Base says warningly. "All clear up here Mike, how's it going back there?" I ask. "All clear," I hear him reply, "move in now?" "Yeah." I reply.
The rest of the mission went smoothly (we only got spotted twice), we got the White House official back, and we are on the way home. Apparently they brought a guitar and an amp on board for me, so i went into the back (normal clothes back on) and get ready to jam when Mike came back and turned me around while I was plugging in my amp. He looked into my eyes and said "I...I love you." I just stared at him, mouth agape, too shocked to speak. "I...I dont know what to say." I reply.
He then hugged me close to him. I didn't feel the same way about him, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings. I started crying in his chest and he asked "Whats wrong?" I look up into his eyes, those loving blue green eyes, and lie "I've never been loved like this before." He just holds me closer, his warm, strong arms wrapping around me. I say "I love you too....but as a friend." He began to cry at this and i held him too. Then, I say "I'm so sorry..." but then i start crying again. He holds me and says, "That's alright, at least you still love me...in one way."
I felt like I wanted to kill myself for making him so sad, I hated making people sad. *** We got back to base, and on the way home he explained to me he only loved me as a friend, too because he had a mate already whose name was Andrew. "Why did you hug me then?" I asked him. He said "You needed someone to support you, and I was the only one who happened to be there, I can sense your feelings, and they are sadness,depression, anger, happiness, and love. You were expieriencing a depression streak, so I decided to help you through it." "Thank you."
I say and hug him, surprising him, "You are a very good friend." I say as he rubbed my back as a parent does to a child when they show compassion. "I said I loved you because you needed someone to say that to you for fifteen years. Love is now a new emotion that reverberates off of you, a love for a friend." I went home and decided to play some guitar on my Zakk Wydlde sig, but I didn't notice a shadow move into my house as I plugged my amp in. My eyes were closed as I began to play Stairway to Heaven, so I didn't notice the shadow sit down on my bed.
I started singing perfectly, matching tones and getting lost in my guitar playing, the song, and pacing my room as I played, the shadow just sat on the bed and smiled at me as I played and sang. When the song was over, I opened my eyes and it took me a second to comprehend that a White Tiger anthro with black stripes wearing a pair of blue jeans and a Pink Floyd shirt was sitting on my bed smiling at me. Then, knowing i wouldnt be able to fight him, put my guitar in it's stand and sat down next to him on the bed. "Who are you?" I ask him.
He says "My name is James, dont you remember me? I'm the one you have been talking to on the internet, you konw, "Angel of Death?" I just sat there staring at him, my mouth wide in shock, for i thought i would never see him again, then, he pulled me into a hug and kissed me. I returned the kiss, I had fallen for him at the words 'Don't you remember me?' because I remembered. We met first at training, when I was 12, he was about 14. We talked more on the internet, but i eventually forgot about him because of all the havoc and chaos around that time (I was heling hunt down the bastards who planned 9/11.) Then, when the kiss ended, I said, "I'm going to make dinner, what do you want?" "How about.... steak?" He asked hopefully. "Sounds good," I replied "how do you want yours, barely cooked, rare, or medium rare, and do you want mushrooms and onions on yours?" "Ill have it rare, and, yeah, but not alot of mushrooms and unions please." "Ok." I replied. During dinner, he said "my stuff is in my car which is parked out front, and these steaks are great!" "Thank you." I said, and loked into his blue eyes, I felt him looking into the pain in my soul. "You have some great pain in you," he said, getting up. He was apparently done, then he walked over to me and stood me up and hugged me. "I love you." he said I replied with an "I love you too." between sobs and just noticed I had started crying. After that he stroked my back and let me finish eating dinner. We did dishes together in silence except for the fact that I had "The Wall" by pink floyd plaing in the stereo. After that, we got his stuff out of the car and put it in my room in the basement. "Im going to play you a song."
I said decidedly. I got up and plugged in my guitar and amp as he said "ok." I played him "redefine" by Soil because thats what he did for me tonight. "I'm really tired, Im going to get a shower and go to bed,ok?" I told him. "I'll do the same, it's been a really long day for me too." After our showers, we went to bed. He cuddled me and held me close. He whispered into my ear "I love you very much, Daniel." "I do too," I said nuzzling his furry chest with my nose, "I do too." We sank into the deepest depths of sleep after that.