Broken Brakes 6

2- THE AWAKENING

Theo Dore moved ,head bent down, among the bushes. He was swift as a panther, all his animal instincts afloat. Why he was there, was a mystery to him. He only knew he needed to kill somebody. And that would be.... Right now !

His heart was beating fast,almost in a frenzy. He wiped away the sweat from his brow, and moved forward. The loaded gun weighted heavily in his hand, ready to shoot.

So... Where's the target ?

Theo ran, still bent, through an open field of clover and dandelion, and plunged into some small leaf bushes and ferns at his left.

Silence.

Nothing moved.

Not even the birds sang.

Then, the heavy breath. Left. Six, seven feet away. The breath of fear. He could even smell it.

So, the target at last !

He triggered the gun, and waited patiently, kneeling on the humid and darkened earth. With the corner of his left eye, he saw the leafs of some ferns slightly trembling. In just a second, without thinking twice, he fired. He waited for the echoes of the shots to subside, and began slowly moving towards the ferns.

Silence again.

Theo crawled towards the static leafs. He hesitated a moment, lingering in the sensation of suspense, eager with the expectation. At last he pushed aside the branches. A man in a gray and dark brown uniform laid still, blood dripping from several wounds, eyes opened in surprise. Theo grinned. Mission accomplished ! He wiped again the sweat off his face and put the security to his gun.Then he looked at the dead soldier once more. He didn't feel anything. With a swift move, he tore off the ID hanging to the neck. Subject SB450, it read. A Suicide Bomber ! What the heck was a SB doing here ?! They work in the cities, not in the wild !He shrugged. None of his business... He looked away from the corpse. ..Whatever !

Theo stood up, and his head began to spin. Someone was calling him: Theo!'.....'Rafael !'... The same feminine clear voice calling him different names. Who was Rafael?

Dizziness overcame him.He sat down, his hands shaking. It took him ages to get his watch from the inner pocket. 15.08 He should be going ! He was hurriedly putting it away, when he caught glimpse of some words in the back of it.. There in black letters he read : Rafael Castilla