'Pains pills and losin sleep as I lose my mind. I'll feel fear for the very last time.' I thought this as I shot threw the Germans. When you become untouchable you become unable to touch. He was gonna become my teacher. "I actually used to be a teacher myself." I stated, which was true, just not the same as what Liam would become.
"Is that so?" The Doctor named Dings asked.
"Yeah." I said while thinking.
"Are you ready?" Liam asked from behind me, which in fact scared me. Which caused me to pull out my Colt M1911 and shot half a mag out. I missed them due to broken nerves and lack of use within my... well, my entire body.
"Sorry..?" He said after dodging my shots.
"Don't do that." I said with my new founded cracked voice.
"Ok. But, are you ready?" He asked, while looking at my gun that I holstered.
"Yeah." I said this while the room blacked out leaving me and Liam. In the back of my mind I heard numbers. '1 23 9 12 3 13 5 9 22 21 0 21 10 15 5 17 12 21 18 8 5 13 22 10 2 11 5 11' There were more but I can only understand these. The darkness grew as my body burned, and my Colt M1911 grew ever so hotter. I hated American weapons but this wasn't normal. The skin on my face burned with the beutiful passion of a super nova. I understood what I had to do. As I withdrew my pistol and lifted my gas mask for the first time in years. A skeleton face was where my face used to be and my gun held within my boney hand. Red glowing eyes with a purple mist surounding my right eye with a glowing blue mist around my left.
"So... I heard you wanted to have a Commie's Good Time. Well..."
He said as his mask was completly removed. "I've never been one to disapoint a fan..!"
The Reconing Started..!