Prologue

Hey guys Agithos here, this is my first story on this website so I hope you will like it. Enjoy ^_^.

WARNING : This is a rewrite. If you find something that you think is incoherent with later chapters. Please, let me know immediately

Present time, Training ground, Mickael POV

"Alright gentlemen, for this operation, you will split into two groups. One will have to defend a zone and the other will have to capture it. If you are hit by a bullet, you will be eliminated. Understood ?" Our staff-sergeant asked.

"Yes sir !" We all responded at the same time.

"Alright, since I don't want any of you to get hurt with real weapons, you shall be equiped with airsoft guns. I have to warn you, it may be a fake gun but it can still hurt. If I see one of you playing with these weapons like an idiot, I'll send him straight back to the locker room. Understood ?"

"Yes sir !"

"Good. Now split up. I don't care about your frienship, I want the equal amount of soldier in each team. When they are made, go to your base and discuss a strategy. You have ten minutes !"

We did as we were told and I found myself with three other soldiers. The we went in our base on the battlefield. It was an open space with a tower in the middle of it.

"Hey rookie, get over here so we can make a plan all together !" One of my teammates I recognized as Trooper called me before running toward our base.

From his eyes, I was a rookie because it had only been two month since I joined the GSG9. To him, it didn't matter that I kicked his ass during our first fight.

My name is Mickael Tabor, I am a 21 year old man, about 6 foot tall. I have brown hair, blue eyes and a healthy white skin along with a muscular body. To understand why I am in this unit right now, we need to go back in time, when I was still a child. On my six birthday, my parents died in a car crash. I didn't have any known relative so I was put into an orphanage. During my time there, I was bullied constanty...a weak six year old boy is a easy target for bullies.

I didn't stay long though, about two weeks before I ran away from this hell. After that, I lived in the street for some time, stealing from the market to live. I did that for three months until, one day, a man approached me and told me he could change my life if I followed him. I know my mother once told me to never speak to strangers but in my child mind, he seemed trustworthy enough.

The man brang me into a military camp, in Texas, where I have been trained, taught and educated by soldiers all the way up to my eighteen birthday. I have been trained to defend myself, to fight with blades, to shoot with firearms and many more things. Even to this day, I still don't know what is that man's name. I just rembember he had black hair and a scar on his left eye. I may never meet him again but he changed my life, like he promised.

After my twenty one birthday, I left the training camp and returned to Germany to make use of my skills to protect other people. It may be a personnality trait I have inherited from my mother because, like her, I hate injustice and wanted nothing more than to protect her loved one. That's why I entered the GSG9.

There was just something that was bothering me, by joining the GSG9 as an intervention unit, I knew it was really likely that, one day, I'll have to use real bullets against a human being. I wasn't sure I could live with that...only time will tell.

I rejoined the other who were already over a map of the battlefield. There was Trooper, Reck, a very skilled sniper and Migas, a woman who could come up with a sucessfull strategy for any situation.

"Hey rookie, what took you so long ? Did you get lost ?" Trooper asked with a joking tone in his voice

"Shut up with the rookie thing trooper. I am more skilled than you !" I answered, laughing.

"Maybe but you are still the youngest member !"

"Are you two done ?" Migas asked, slightly annoyed "Time is against us !"

"Yeah, yeah, we know. So what's the plan ?"

"They will probably put a sniper on the top of the tower. Reck, you will be our scout..."

"Roger !"

"You and Trooper..." Migas said as she pointed at me "You two will secure the left side of the tower, I'll go for the right. After we secure the entrence, we will go to the top of the tower and capture it !"

A loud bang was heard through the training zone.

"It's the signal !" Reck noticed "Let's move !"

30 minutes later, locker room, Mickael POV

After the training, we returned to the locker room.

"Whooo, we destroyed them !" I heard Trooper say loud in front of his locker

"No thanks to you, Trooper" I remarked, chuckling "You were shot right at the beggining, it's Migas and I who did all of the work !"

"Whatever..."

I removed my armor and put on my clothes : a red t-shirt with a simple jean. Then, I went toward the exit

"See you tomorrow Trooper !" I said

"Yeah, you too rookie !"

I rolled my eyes and closed the door of the locker room. I left the building with my bag over my shoulder. I opened my car, put my bag inside and drove home. My home was ten minute away from my work, it was a one story individual house with a small garden and a cellar. I opened the door entered in my home. I sighed as I dropped my bag on a nearby chair

"A long day of work done" I thought in my head "Now it's time for some fun !"

I sat in front of my computer and turned it on. I saw Minecraft icon on my desktop. Some said it was only a game for little kid, I didn't care. I always loved to play that kind of sandbox game where you can do everything you want. It's in this game I would rejoin my friend Chris.

Chris was a just a apprentice doctor when I met him for the first time. It was during my time at the military training camp. I would always do some parkour during my free time, I loved the feeling of liberty it could give me. It's also a activity that proved me it was quite dangerous. I met Chris one day, I was on a top of a building about five meters high. I wanted to jump to another building. I started to run but my foot slipped and I fell. I ended up in a hospital with a broken leg and a little chat with an angry medic...It was hard to imagine Chris angry but I didn't want to have that kind of chat with him afterward. Since that day, we have been very good friend.

I looked at the clock.

"Hum...7h30 pm...still a little early for Chris to come and play..." I thought "Oh well, I guess, I'll play alone for a while !"

I launched the game and started to create a new world when suddenly...all power went out, my computer turned of, as well as the lights. I was slightly...no totally annoyed by this.

"Oh, come on, why does that kind of thing always happen when I want to play..." I said out loud before sighing "Alright, let's see what is going on with the power !"

I went into my cellar and searched for the circuit breaker in total darkness. After a minute, I finally found it. I tried to reset the power but nothing happened.

"You are the one" I heard a strange voice behind me. I quickly turned around in a fighting stance, ready to punch someone, but there was nothing.

"Calm down Mickael, you are just getting paranoid !" I thought as I turned back to face the circuit breaker.

"You can help them, you can save their lives !"

Again, I heard these wierd voice. I am not afraid of the dark but hearing some voice I wasn't even sure, were real or just made up by my imaginition was making me quite nervous.

"Screw this, I am going to get a flashlight !"

I went to my living room and picked up one. I heard strange craking noises, like if someone was walking on a wooden floor. Thinking it was probably a thief taking the advantage of the blackout to enter my house, I reached for a small suitcase behind my sofa. In this suitcase, were a Five-Seven and a MP5. I looked at their magazines to see they were full.

I placed the pistol in my pocket and took the MP5. I began to roam around the house, aiming with my SMG and ready to shoot at everything. Some sweat were dripping from my forehead.

"Who is there ? Show yourself !" I shouted, hopping for an answer. There was none, it seemed I was really alone in this house.

Suddenly, a loud bang coming from my bedroom was heard. I rushed to my bedroom. I quickly opened the door with one feet, only to reveal nothing. Nothing had been moved nor broken. Everything was still in place. Without any explanation, the power came back. When I looked at my computer, something horrified me : On ne screen were, what looked like, two white eyes staring at me, livid, lifeless. I felt like they could swallow my soul if they had the power to do that.

"What the hell ?" I whispered "What is that ? Some kind of virus ?"

I slowly approached my computer, my gun pointed at the screen. I sat on the chair and put my MP5 next to the screen, on the desk. I tried to move the mouse across the screen but there was no mouse. Then I proceed to remove those eyes using the keyboard but no matter what key I used, nothing worked.

"Time to reset it the hard way !" I thought.

I pressed the power button of the computer's tower. To my surprise, the tower went off but the image with those two white eyes was still here.

"Oh come on, why won't you disappear ?" I asked to the image as I went to touch the screen.

As soon as my finger touched the screen, it got stuck in the image...literally. The screen began to vibrate.

"Huh ? What the...Get off me !"

Without a warning, I felt my finger getting swallowed deeper within the screen. Now, why whole hand was stuck.

I grunted as I tried to get my hand free. I put my right foot on the screen to have a better hold to remove my hand...turned out it was a very, very bad idea. My foot was swallowed too. I only had one option left. Using my free arm, I took my MP5 and aimed at the screen. A second later, I fired until there was no more bullets into the magazine

"Oh...no..."

To my horror, the bullets, like my arm and my foot, were swallowed by the image. I began to panic.

"SOMEONE H..."

I didn't have the chance to finish my sentence. The screen swallowed me completely. Then all went black.

TO BE CONTINUED Where did Mickeal get transported ?...well you probably know where he will end up since it's a Minecraft fanfiction. Forget that So, PM or review to tell me what you think of the story : good or bad. See you next time (^_^) /