A Child Turned Into A Soldier

Chapter 7: The Broken Child

Chapter 7: The Broken Child

POV: Azrail one minute before rescue team arrived

'That emergency signal really does have a disgusting amount of kickback, the thing almost ended up killing me.' I thought to myself as I did not have the energy to speak.

'Now I can only lay here and pray that the Volestians send at least someone to help me or else these people are going to rip me apart limb from limb.' I said to myself making fear once again settle in as I might be waiting for my impending doom.

After about a minute I felt the presence of two people, who I imagined to be standing right by me. I still couldn't see a single thing because my eyes were so blurry and my ears drums were smashed to shit.

My heart race was increasing by the second because of how nervous and scared I was, I am completely vulnerable in my current state so whoever these people are can easily do whatever they want to me.

I felt someone touching my neck with their fingers which sent shivers down my spine, I hated being touched by people I didn't know since it brought back memories I wanted to forget.

Then I felt that my shirt was being cut off which sent me into panic mode, my eyes turned over to the side where I thought a person was and tried my best to see their face, but alas I couldn't. That said person decided to walk away turning their back on me, it was if they did not want to watch what was going to happen.

I felt the persons hands and mana moving around my body which absolutely disgusted me. Memories started to flood in my head when I was a couple years younger making me livid beyond belief.

I used my right hand that was on the floor to send a tiny mana pulse on the ground to feel where this person's feet were at. Their feet were directly to my left where my waist band is.

I gathered every tiny bit of Ki to my left arm and performed a straight right jab to where I thought their stomach was at. I felt a connection on my knuckles, but the odd part was I didn't feel any type of body part, it was more like hitting a bulletproof vest.

It did not seem to matter though because that person was sent flying to where the other was standing. I finally decided to get up and stand, feeling like my body has gotten a little healed, but it was probably just adrenaline.

With some of my vision coming back. I could make out a person's head and decided to send every ounce of bloodlust I could muster straight at them. I was staring right into their soul to see who the hell these people are.

The person turned their head around slowly making eye contact with me. They opened their mouth to say something, but I immediately cut them off then asked the life or death question.

"Fucking zip it you scumbag, what the hell was your buddy over there touching my body for." I said with my voice filled with anger while staring right into this person's eyes waiting for my question to be answered.

"Azrail we are the Volestians sent to rescue you, remember you sent up the emergency signal." The person said while putting both hands up and resting their weapon around their stomach. I could tell that this person was a man and I started to notice some parts of his uniform that belonged to the Volestians military.

'Wow they really came to rescue me... I can't believe they'd risk their lives for someone who they didn't even know. Yet I had the idiotic idea to actually hit one of my saviors..." I thought to myself in a depressed manner because honestly speaking this was the most anyone has ever done for me.

"Oh... I see" I said with my normal voice and it was all I could muster because I felt deeply ashamed and wasn't much of a talker in the first place.

"I'm going to go over to you now to continue the treatment, don't hit me this time you little shit." Voiced out the other person who was also a male and they both started to walk over. Although I didn't appreciate getting called a little shit there was nothing I could say since I hit the man when he was simply trying to help me.

Both men started to walk over while the man I hit pointed at the ground basically telling me to lay down so he can go back to work. I laid back down while the other man had asked me a question.

"Tell me kid about how you are feeling? Do you think you'll be able to move around at all?" Asked the man which I decided to think about carefully before answering. This medic is honestly quite good and has healed a good portion of my injuries although the threatening ones are still there. I could probably walk around for about 40 minutes but after that I'm dead weight.

"I can move around, just not as fast as you guys and only for about forty minutes." I told the man after thinking it through.

"That is more than enough then, we are still in the city, but we will have heavy air support and we can move at your pace since I believe we are near the exit point from this location." The man said while I gave him a simple head nod.

I was going over the information he just gave me while he was talking on what seemed to be a radio.

"BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT" "BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT"

"TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT" "TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT"

The sounds of that terrifying gunship sounded through right by us still scaring the living shit out of me. I'll never forget what those things are able to do to the human body. Just witnessing that scene will haunt me for the rest of my life, but this is what war is sadly. At least I don't have to worry about being gun downed by it now.

'It seems like they are really pulling out everything to get me out of here, if we have that aircraft coming in for cover fire then we shouldn't have to fight any battles when we are leaving the city.' I thought to myself as my hope was building up after many years of suffering.

The medic finally finished patching me up while the other man was done talking over his radio. The medic helped me stand up then proceeded to turn his back to me and crouch down. Although my eyesight and hearing have almost gone back to normal, I was stilled confused by his actions.

"Get on you little shit and don't you dare give me back talk." He told me, which did piss me off a little considering I have no idea what he's even talking about.

"....Get. on. my. back." He said to me which I finally started to understand. Although this is quite embarrassing for me, I did what he told me to since I couldn't climb out of this deep crater by myself.

'Does this man really have no shame telling a damn shirtless kid to get on his back? Don't tell me that he swings my way...' I thought to myself while I was on his back. He looked dead into my eyes and said with a straight face. " I have two wives you ugly little shit, even if I did swing that way your ass wouldn't have what it takes."

'Does this asshole read fucking minds now? AND DID HE JUST SAY TWO WIVES??' I screamed in my mind not knowing how such a douchebag could have not one but two lovers.