Chapter Two

Warriors

AN; Just like chapter one, this one's gonna be a bit boring. Mainly because its just an introduction of these characters and I don't have a real good feel for them yet.

Brick's P.O.V.

I was twelve when my older sister was murdered.

Her name was Frankie and she had been taking care of me since our parents died during the bombings. She was only seventeen when the the Crazies abducted her.

That was when the soldiers found me. And, long story short, I'm their leader now.

"Sir!" Someone shouted, barging through the door of my room.

"Knocking, Mitch, we discussed the knocking!" I reprimanded at once, quickly pulling up my pants and throwing on a shirt.

I glared at him, but his eyes were focused somewhere above my head.

"What?" I snapped and he snickered.

"Nice turban, sir."

I ripped the towel off of my scalp, frustration quickly filling me.

"What the hell did you want, soldier?!"

He shook himself and his mouth formed a grim line, "The mole has been successfully planted. He should be sending us word any minute."

I nodded approvingly, "Great. Good work."

He fidgeted a little in the door frame and I rolled my eyes.

"And?" I encouraged, repressing an impatient sigh.

"Well..." He trailed off, "Princess... She's in your office... And she's demanding to see you."

"Tell her I'm busy." I said at once, raking my hair back into a pony tail.

"I can't." He mumbled slowly.

"Why?" I asked as calmly as possible.

He scratched his chin, "She's nude."

I clapped a hand to my face, "Son of a bitch... I'll be right there, thanks."

He nodded brusquely and walked out leaving me in an irritated state.

I frowned deeply and followed him out, heading towards my office where a horny Princess was waiting.

I shuddered as I put a hand on the knob, and pushed it open.

"Bricky!" She squeaked and I flinched.

"Get out." I ordered, pointing to the door.

She made a whining noise that made my ears ring, "But Bricky! I want to have some fun!"

I averted my eyes from her bouncing, "Then go jump Snake."

"Noo!" She whined again, "I wanna have some fun with you!"

"Too bad." I monotoned, throwing my still damp towel at her, "Now get the fuck out."

She sniffled and I looked up to see her muddy brown eyes filling.

"Princess..." I trailed off, realizing I was adapting a sort of whiny tone myself, "Can you please guilt trip me some other time. I'm busy."

She straightened up, eyes going blank as she shrugged, "Fine, I'll just try again next week. Later, Bricky."

"It's Brick!" I called back at her and she snorted.

"I care."

I clenched my jaw at that and tensed up as I heard foot steps approaching me.

"Another one rejected?" An amused voice inquired, "When's it gonna be my turn, Bricky?"

I turned around to see BC, leaning against the wall by the door, grinning at me.

Buttercup's P.O.V.

I smirked at Brick as he flushed.

"What are you doing here?"

I shrugged, walking in.

"Oh, I don't know... I was taking a walk when I heard some of the other soldiers laughing about something in the cafeteria. Thought I'd witness some action, but its just another false alarm."

He swallowed, "Listen, Buttercup-"

I cut him off, taking slow steps toward him, "I also wanted to ask you something. It's probably not that important, but..."

I trailed off, quickly slinging a dagger from my sleeve and into the wall near his head.

"Mind telling me where the fuck you sent my brother off to?!" I shouted, lunging at him and pulling at his pony tail threateningly.

"Hey!" He yelped, hilariously high pitched for a so-called leader.

"Well?!" I spat, kneeing him in the stomach.

"Gone!" He coughed out, pushing me off of him, "He's spying on the Crazies!"

My body went rigid as I heard this information and I pulled out my pistol, aiming at his head.

"He insisted." Brick said in a soothing voice, hands in the air.

As if that shit was soothing!

"Bull shit!" I barked, cocking my weapon, "Bring him back!"

His shoulders slumped, "You know I can't do that."

My arm started shaking and the gun slipped out of my hands.

He made a move to comfort me and I bared my teeth at him.

"Back the fuck off!" I snarled, cursing myself when my voice shook.

I was breathing in short, panicked breaths, but I managed to get this out.

"If he gets hurt, I'll kill you!"

And then I stormed out, pausing in the hallway to punch the wall in until all of my tears faded away.

AN; Told ya, not my best. Next chapter's Boomer and Blossom. Review!