'I can feel the ground shaking, the smoke is filling my nostrils making it hard to breathe. My lungs hurt, my body hurts. What happened? Was it a grenade? Me and my squad were clearing houses, checking for weapons and such. Once the lead man kicked the door, there was a loud boom' . My eyes burn, blinking them back to normal, my vision clears and I see it. My front man is in pieces all over the floor. His guts and blood bathing my face and his limbs scattered across the ground around me. It takes everything in me not to hurl. I can smell burnt flesh now, I can feel the blood hardening on my skin. 'Where is the rest of my squad'? Glancing over my shoulder I see them getting dragged off by the terrorists. One is coming straight for me, taking my arm aggressively and dragging me as well. I wonder where they are taking me. My vision is blurring again... I think I'm going to black out again... I can't keep my eyes open.... Oh Shi.....
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Jack wakes up tied to a chair in what seems to be a cave. Blinking vision back into his eyes again 'shit, my head is killing me, I think I have a concussion' Jack spits out a mixture of phlegm and blood. Looking up, he sees the man he and the US Military have been hunting for the past decade. Amir Abadi, the most dangerous man of our time, and he is looking at Jack with a scary glint in his eye, Jack notices immediately. Amir stands up and walks over to Jack "good morning Mr. Wilson" Jack double takes "ahh, yes, I have been following you for a while now Mr. Wilson, ever since I learned you came here many years ago to train my own people against me, see, you say that I'm some big bad terrorist but you, sir, are the biggest one of them all" Jack scoffs at Amir but Amir continues on, ignoring it "You come to my land; my peoples land, and you all just take it over as if it is your own. Dropping bombs on my family, on my people, killing them in droves, imagine if the shoe was on the other foot". Jack gives Amir a proud and scornful smile, twitching his lip up into a smirk. "I don't have to imagine, I only regret that I didn't kill more."
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Amir was taken aback by Jack's response and smacks him across the face with all his might. Amir, seething with rage at this point decides he will kill Jack, he had wanted to keep Jack and torture him for information but for someone to show absolutely no remorse for the innocents they kill has enraged Amir beyond reason. This man, his only love is death, Amir can see it in his eyes. Being captured and tortured, this man is just sitting here smiling, as if he is greeting death like a close friend. In all honesty, it shook Amir to his core, the thought of a man so unconcerned with his own life. This man faces certain pain and death. 'I will give this man the death he deserves and seems to seek, and I will make it as unpleasant as possible so that he will regret everything he has done. I will wipe that slimy smirk right off his face!' Amir had decided to himself. "Bring him out to the yard, this man does not deserve to live any longer. I will kill him with my own hands."
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Jack looked to both sides of him and saw the henchmen on both sides walk up to him. They grab him by his arms and drag him forward. It wasn't until now that Jack realized his legs were broken, they dragged behind with no control. They must have done this to him while he was still passed out, a way to make sure he could never run away or escape. Smart. 'Definitely something I would have done' Jack thought to himself. As they drug him, Jack's head was bobbing around, Jack didn't have much strength left in him, and he didn't see the point in fighting it anymore, he was finally caught. All these years of Special Operations, secret missions, fighting this evil enemy, he will finally be laid to rest. Jack decided he will not give them the satisfaction of showing them any fear. As he was being led to the front of the cave Jack was smiling and chuckling to himself, making sure they saw him, making sure they saw he was unafraid and unbothered by his certain death.
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Amir was looking back as he walked, watching Jack smile and laugh as he was walked to his execution. This Jack Wilson fellow really is a monster. Amir felt like all of the American Military were monsters but this man... this man was the monster of all monsters. Even now, Amir still felt the tingle of fear on the back of his neck from this man, though he would never admit it out loud, Jack Wilson was the real boogeyman of this war. The title of World's Most Dangerous Man belonged to Jack, at least that is what Amir believed. The sun shines in Amir's face, blinding him for a moment until his eyes adjust. The henchmen bring Jack to the center of a circle of men waiting for this moment. Amir walks over to one of his henchmen who presents him with a machete, takes it and walks over to Jack whose neck is presented. "Any last words you have to say infidel? before your blood stains these rocks."
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Jack is having a hard time lifting his neck, he knows the end is near. He can see Amir walk over and grab a machete and is coming to him now. Jack closes his eyes for a moment, in silent prayer. 'I know I have done evil things in my life, I just hope that whatever God is real in the end forgives me'. Jack was never much of a religious person but if these were the last moments of his life it wouldn't hurt to try. Amir asks Jack a question, asking for his last words. In his mind, he thought to beg for his life, he thought to ask them not to kill him 'as if that would work'. In the end, Jack had one thing to say "If I had the opportunity, I would have murdered all of you. You want to cry and say that I'm evil and invaded your lands but I have seen what you do to each other. You all deserve death and I am just disappointed that I won't be able to see it through. I will be back in the afterlife though, I promise to come back and finish the job. Now cut my head off already." Satisfied with his final statement, Jack drops his head down and reveals his neck for the machete.
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Amir took a big gulp, he was not expecting that. He didn't know what he was expecting exactly but it surely wasn't that. As Amir looked around he could see the looks of pure shock and fear on everyone's face, he could feel the hairs on his own neck sticking up. Wanting to get this over with quickly, Amir lifts the machete high above his head and in one fluid motion.
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Everything went black for Jack, he didn't feel dead but he was sure his head was just chopped off. He can hear a voice in the distance. He couldn't figure out who it was but it sounded like a girl. "Sir". He couldn't tell if he was approaching Heaven or Hell but something was calling him. "Sir". After a moment his eyes opened and he could see a bright blinding light. It took a moment of adjustment but after a few blinks he could see. It was the sun, and to the right of him was a beautiful woman, with short green hair and eyes to match. She was crouching so it was hard to tell her height but if he were to guess she was a good bit shorter than him. Jack stood at a whopping 6'4" so she had to be at most 5'2". Slim and fit, like a gymnasts body, he couldn't help but stare for a moment. "Where am I? And who are you?" he asked, looking into her beautiful round green eyes that seemed to glow. "You must have gotten lost, you're right outside of Erindale, I was on my way back into town when I saw you passed out here in these strange clothes. I wanted to stop and help because you will be vulnerable to monsters asleep like that alone."
'Monsters? Why is her hair green? Where the hell is 'Erindale'? what the fuck is happening here? Am I dead or not?' Jack looks down and notices his legs are no longer broken, he feels his neck and it's all in one piece. He feels refreshed actually, like he just woke up from a long, deep rest. Jack lays his head back down and says out loud for the girl to hear "What the fuck is going on".