The scene is a massive aircraft carrier, going through the pacific. It’s been 20 years since the war. A helicopter piloted by commander Nick lands on the helipad. The asian american trooper walks out of the chopper. The solders set up in a line, one in particular, Adam, watches in curiosity as it lands. The night winds blow hard against the boat, waves crash against the side of the ship.
“Nick, where the hell were you?” shouts the former black ops agent, his hair slicked back and despite his age. He still sounds young. Nick is silent, only turning to reveal a figure sitting. His hands clasped in his lap, his shaved head down. The figure looks up at Adam, scars covering his head, left eye, and lower lip. He stands, and walks next to Nick, each step making Adam’s heart beat faster and faster. It was Mitchel Shepard, he looks at Adam. How could this be? Adam thinks, he was supposed to be dead, the man in the suit told me he would be.
“Impossible” is the only word he can mutter out before backing up, his hear racing with fear and confusion. The other solders look at him, perplexed by his sudden fear. Adam makes a break for it towards the middle of the ship.
Full of rage, Mitchel shouts “Adam!” at the top of his old, battle hardened lungs. He prusis Adam, someone he once considerd an ally, now turned enemy. He only has one goal, killing Adam to get revenge for all that he stole from Mitchel. The war, Cornel Cue, Larry, Sasha.
Adam desperatley runs as fast as he can, Mitchel following behind at the floor below. Adam stops to catch his wind when he spots a ladder, an escape from his prusuer. It would be risky though as two maintence workers were soddering the ladder. He takes the risk and climbs down halfway, jumping off to get a running start. Mitchel, however has found his target, as Adam tries to run Mitchel pulls out his .47 revolver and takes aim.
“Adam!” He shouts again, Adam keeps running bit a precise shot to Adam’s leg stops him in his tracks. Mitchel approaches him, 5 shots left in the side arm, all of them have Adam’s name engraved onto them. Adam grunts as he stumbles to get onto his feet.
“Mitch…look, guh, Mitch please” Adam is tossed to the railing, the ravenous sea below them. “Mitchel look I can explain.”
Mitchel pins Adam to the railing, the revolver’s barrel pinned to the traitor’s lower abdomen.
“You lied to me,” Mitchel growls out
“No that wasn’t the deal. H-he told m-” Bang! 4 shots Adam cries out in pain “Mitch please!”
“You betrayed me!” 3 shots left
“You used me!” 2 shots left
“You fucked up my face” Mitchel’s face is emotionless as he leaves one shot left. Adam desperatley pleads to be listened to as Mitchel turns away.
“And now…you have my permission to die” A final shot explodes out of the barrel and into Adam’s head. The force of the bullet causes Adam to fly over the railing and into the watery depths below.