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Lara, on bored the carrier she stood on the deck and watch the ocean, she had just landed after a mission with her new team, she just intelligence officer, on to one of the Black Ops, SEAL Team. she letting her mind drift from one subject to another. Small smile playing on her lips, she was a navy officer station on a carry within naval intelligence unit. Barely 18-years-old graduated from the academy top of her class, intelligent, capable, determine, focus, are some of the words that were used to describe her by the instructors at the academy.
Lara, first meet Jason Hayes, when the Master Chief Came to Give a speech at the academy she had asked certain question, "knowing what you know now, if you could do your military career all over again would you still be a tier one operator?" that question like got her little one on one with the master chief after class was dismissed.
She shouldn't have been surprised at answer, "absolutely but however, I'll probably handle things back home differently maybe then my wife would be still here." high number of tier 1 operators find themselves in his position where the marriage falls apart a divorce and soon sharing custody and even then it's more difficult, always way in unknow place, somewhere classified.
"hey kid" glass voice said, she could hear footsteps heading towards her from her 6 oclock.
She turns around and straightened up striking her uniform love making sure everything is perfect. 6'2 black bald-headed build like a tank, she recognised him immediately, Navy SEAL turn NCIS agent Sam Hanna, Sam had been deployed in Afghanistan with her father John Winchester. She even asked him, " how do you do it Uncle Sam, being away all this time and still make your marriage work"
Sam's reply surprised her, "for one thing Michelle had been in the job and understood what I did and I didn't have to explain my job to her or apologise for my job to her. The other the most important thing, I found balance between the job and home life. when I was home, I was home 100% I was there with my family present and that is very important" I thanked him, million things going through my head, how am I supposed to find balance, honestly being in the navy is more calming than being home hunting unspeakable things, with Dad and my siblings. It was almost time for the debrief. I thanked uncle Sam, and headed inside it is almost time for the debrief.
Sunny. caught up with me in the corridor, "Huntress, how do you know Sam Hanna?" he asked.
"Uncle Sam and my father served together in Afghanistan" Lara told him as we walked along the corridor heading towards the briefing room.
It has been days since the terrier was caught, the senior officers are trying to interrogate the Prisoner they had bought back but the guy wasn't talking. Lara, skim through the information on the Prisoner, everything the military and ICA had on him, she watched the live feed, her head tilted to the side. A small smile on her lips eyes were dancing with mischief, and it was not missed by Sam or SEAL's commanding officer. What others missed was a small differentiation on the prisoners eyes, turn black for a second the eyes were totally black, she knew that he was possessed buy a demon.
"clearly you saw something that we missed, it's written all over your face" Lieutenant commander Blackbird stated.
It was Uncle Sam who said "Lara, want to have a crack at the Prisoner?"
when the seals Protestant of sending a young girl in the Prisoner don't terrorists, Sam just said "she can handled herself and Bravo Team can observe the interrogate".
Lara said, "I want to do this on my own you can observe with the Bravo Team, whatever is said in that interrogation room stays in that interrogation room, it never to be talk about it ever!" she eyed everyone in the rooom.
Before Sam say anything, she pointed out that the person that is chained up and she's a train by himself and she is a navy officer capable of as he is. He couldn't argue with the fact but did not mean that he had to like it.
the Prisoner was a taliban' member so being interrogated by a woman would show disrespect she didn't care he had no respect for others and cared nothing for humanity. She walked in quietly shut down opposite the Prisoner facing away from the one one way mirror, honestly, she had no desire to talk to the prisoner, she was going to intimidate the demon that persist him.
She put a elbows on the table interlocking her fingers rested her chin on them. she was totally relaxed, stare at the Prisoner willing the demon forward, the prisoners spoke broken English,
" you think me afraid of you, me no afraid" his glad that her, full of hatred "these who do not follow Allah are must die"
"Mahmood, nice to see that one practises hatred with all their heart, you think you die and go to heaven with less women waiting to serve you, reality is different to you illusion. I can tell you exactly where you're going when your Time on Earth is up, and it's not to Heaven but it is to hell where the devil waste for your arrival long with his demons. because one thing one thing that God or Allah whatever you want to call him, will not ever forgive is when you use religion as a weapon play games Humanity which he created. Do you know how I know that for a fact?" Lara asked.
Mahmood didn't seem to be swayed in fact he hatred was so deep within, he looks like he wanted the lunch at her across from the table and strangle her where she was sitting.She knew that these slimsy cuffs and chain pause the demon die where is within the Prisoner.
"I'm going to tell you anyway, when I was 7-years-old there was Intruder to the house my brother's name Dean was four and my sister almost three and Sammy, Sammy was 6 months exactly. he, made us watch while he tortured and killed our mum, setting her a light. You have to be a soulless creature do something like that to a woman in front of her children. Eventually my father was in a position to fight the intruder but was too late to save my Mum. I remember he place my baby sister in my arms, Sammy in Dean arms, and ordered us to out of the house. What he didn't count on was me making my way back into the house. After all I been oldest, I have to help my father, I had to help my mother and even if I knew that I couldn't I had to try. But the smoke got the better off me and I passed out, and saw The Light and I saw an angel with wings and all. She said her name was Asrael, she was in charge of taking the soul to their final resting place, heaven or hell. she's the the one that told me, there's only one god, no matter what humans called him... there's one thing he will never forgive, When one use religion to harm humanity, humanity he created. and likewise the devil, humans make a choice and everything goes wrong in our life because of a bad decision and human blame the devil. well Muhammad, here's the thing, you managed to piss off both of them. you're going hell after all the evil you brought down on Humanity. you have a small window of opportunity, on to earn some points with god, confess, confess all the evil you have the name Allah, you know what Lucifer is capable of and Mackenzie I don't have to tell you do I"
a rough crafting voice deep early dangerous asked "who are you"
" I don't even know who I am yet, who I will become, what I do know is, I'm a navy officer I'm a hunter and above all I'm a Winchester" she smiled and balck eyes were looking back at her.
"What's It Gonna Be, how badly do you want to piss off your boss Lucifer and Mackenzie" she mounted at the demon.
"I'll tell you everything" the demon said, no I doubt Mahmoud was screaming inside his own mind demon have full control of his body now.