The Arks: Over Heaven (by Ben)

Chapter 57: Camouflage

Part 2/2

Chris’ eyes widened, and he quickly stopped in his tracks. The light began to leave his eyes, and he saw the same man with the grass armor he had spied before crash landing. He was carrying a pistol in his right hand, and a sword in his left. His eyes penetrated Chris’, and Chris raised his hands in the air.

“That’s what I thought,” the man said with a raspy voice. Footsteps approached them, and the man looked past Chris. Two familiar voices rang throughout the air.

“G-General! We found this one, we found this one!” Nate said as he ran up to the man in grass armor. The man took a glance back and forth between Chris and Nate.

“What’s your name?” General calmly asked Chris. Chris gulped, glaring at the General.

“I won’t tell you!”

The General moved his finger to the trigger of his pistol, and Chris raised his arms even further into the air.

“Okay, I’ll tell you!” Chris replied, “It’s Chris…”

“Chris,” the General smirked underneath his mask, “My name is Arthur. But, if you were to address me, you should address me as General Wyvern. My true name.”

“General Wyvern,” Chris said. He gulped again, sweat pouring down his face, “I know what I did was wrong, but I wasn’t thinking straight. Please don’t kill me.”

“I won’t. If you cooperate and answer my questions and comply, I will not kill you.”

General Wyvern began to slowly move around Chris, like a shark circling its prey. His pistol was still pointed at his head.

General Wyvern stared into Chris’ soul for a few moments, before glancing at his two scouts again.

“Turn around for me, Chris.”

Chris turned around slowly, and he saw the two scouts staring at him dead to rights. Nate’s lip was bleeding, and he seemed very dizzy, while Patricia still had that mark on her face. Patricia couldn’t look at Chris, but Nate could. He smiled at the sight of Chris.

“Heh, you got him, General! You got the punk! But, know that, know that I was the one who found him! He only ran away because Patricia felt too sorry to hurt him! It got Jake killed! She deserves to be punished for it!”

Patricia’s eyes widened, and she began to back away.

“What? You- that’s not true!” Patricia protested.

General Wyvern ignored the two, rolling his eyes.

“So what? Jake is just a scout.”

General Wyvern pointed his gun at Noah’s leg and quickly pulled on the trigger. BAM! A bullet hit Noah right in the calf. He let out a scream of pain, collapsing to the ground and clutching it with all his might. He began to cry, and Patricia looked at General Wyvern in horror.

“General Wyvern, please-”

General Wyvern ignored Patricia and moved his pistol back to Chris.

“You’re a fool, I see that bloody spear. This boy fooled you into killing your ally. Lie to me again and I will shoot your arm off,” General Wyvern snarled, “I hate liars like you. I was not fond of you or your friend to begin with. You’re lucky I did not aim for your head.”

Chris gulped, and General Wyvern put a hand on his shoulder.

“Do not mind them. Only answer my questions. They are not of your concern, they are my responsibility,” he ordered him, “Now. Tell me, who do you work for? Or do you come alone?”

Chris gulped, before answering,

“The Book Club. Camp. We’re stationed at the Green Obelisk. I was sent out to scout. For someone. But, I found you instead.”

“Book Club,” General Wyvern said. He dangled his pistol in his right index finger, “Interesting. Now, does this Book Club… have anyone named Ben? And is this man, if he’s around, still alive?”

Chris blinked his eyes, and nodded.

“Yes. Ben is my friend. And he is still alive.”

General Wyvern’s eyes widened, and he smiled.

“Well, Chris, thank you for your cooperation…”

Chris gulped again, as General Wyvern lowered his pistol. He reached for his belt and took out a pair of handcuffs, slapping them right on Chris’ wrists. General Wyvern gently grabbed him by the arm.

“Patricia, you don’t mind helping take Nate back to camp, do you?”

Patricia quickly shook her head.

“No General, not at all.”

“Great, now let’s go. The Crimson Crusader will be very very pleased…”