Saturday, November 16, 2013

Ghost, Razer 8 by P.T. Macias @pt_macias

Chapter One
Damn, damn! It’s late. I’m gone and this time for a long time. I didn’t even last 48 hours at home. I barely made it for Charlie’s high school graduation, fumes Nathan. He takes the stairs two at a time. He stomps down the hall and into his room.
Nathan grabs his duffle bag and shoves his clothes inside. He zips it up. He quickly pulls up his black leather pants and puts on a black t-shirt. He grabs his black leather boots.
“Nathan, get your ass down here boy! I want you to get me some more moonshine!” yells Ralph. “Nadine, where are you! I need you! Where’s that extra bottle of whiskey! I’m going to beat the shit out of that boy of yours!”
Ralph stumbles around the kitchen, pulling open the cabinet doors and slamming them shut. “He never listens! This is your entire fault, always your fault. You never would tell me who his father is. You’re such a whore, only a whore. Yeah, but I caught on real quick to your game. You thought that I was going to believe that he’s my son! Never!”
Ralph is Nathan’s biological dad. Ralph always believed his buddy, Thomas Blackstone. Thomas always loved Nadine and couldn’t stand to see her married to his best friend Ralph. He told Ralph that he saw Nadine in the cornfield with Jason Landers. He’s the rich banker in town.
Ralph saw red. The frustration and humiliation of his Nadine having an affair with Jason was unbearable. He started drinking and never stopped. He started beating Nadine and the children after Charlie was five. The thought of believing that the two children were not his and that they were living in his home, was extremely painful. He saw them as the evidence of her unfaithfulness and this drove him insane.
He’s always been abusive to my Mama, my sister Charlotte, and to me, thinks Nathan. This is exactly why I left at nineteen. I was going to the junior college and working at night. I only needed a few more classes to graduate. I had my life mapped out. I had applied to Swamp Fox University. I wanted to get my degree in Criminal Justice.
I came home and he was hitting my Mama. I almost killed him. I decided to leave, so I enrolled in the Marines and I stayed away. This place is pure hell! I only want to see my Mama and sis, Charlie, thinks Nathan. I’m happy that Charlie stays away from here. She usually spends all her spare time with Carol. She’s at her best girlfriend’s home. She finally graduated from high school. She’s smart and a great student. Charlie was able to get a scholarship. Yes, now she’s going away. I’m grateful that the timing of my leave allowed me to see her graduate. I pray that my dad doesn’t kill my mom, but I need to leave now. I will kill him if I don’t leave. Damn it all to hell!
Nathan quickly ties the solid black scarf into a pirate head scarf. He wears his golden wavy hair collar length. He inserts his diamond stud into his ear. He wears a goatee and has light pale crystal clear blue eyes.
Damn, I need to hurry and get out of this hell hole. What was I thinking? I know better than to return home. This will never change. It doesn’t matter that he gets older and weaker. He’s still the mean son of bitch he always was. I have to leave before I kill him, thinks Ghost.
He runs quickly down the stairs with his duffle bag in his hand. Nathan walks out the back door. He walks the driveway to the front of the house. He stops to look at the house. Damn, it was never a home. I only survived. I only return for my Mama and Charlie. He grinds his teeth, trying to control his anger and hurt.
He moves quickly down to the neighbor’s home. I need to say bye to my Mama, he thinks. He walks up the walkway and rings the doorbell.
Ms. Ruth calls out. “Come in, Nathan,” she says, smiling. She reaches for his cheek and caresses it with love. “Your Mama is taking a nap. She needs her strength. She also has to be able to stay up tonight. I heard that your Pa is drinking again.”
“Thank you, Ms. Ruth, for all you do for my Mama and Charlie. I’m leaving and I wanted to say bye to her,” says Nathan, in a soft voice, almost a whisper.
“Yes, of course, Nathan. Come this way. She’s in the back room,” says Ms. Ruth.
She walks down the hall and Nathan followers her. Oh damn, I hate leaving my Mama with him. I pray that he stops hurting her, muses Nathan.
They enter the room and his Mama is taking a nap on a full bed. She’s covered up with a soft blue homemade quilt.
“I’ll leave you two alone,” says Ms. Ruth.
Nathan stands for a few minutes and stares at his Mama. Wow, my Mama is such a beautiful woman. My Pa has tried to break her down. She’s amazing and has an incredible faith that he will change, he thinks.
Nathan walks slowly to the edge of the bed. He leans down and kisses her temple.
“Mama, I’m leaving. I don’t know when I will return. I love you,” whispers Nathan.
His Mama opens her eyes. Tears gather and slip down her face. “My Nathan, I’m so sorry that your Pa threatens you and Charlie so badly. I wish that he was a good Pa. Yes, I want you to leave because I don’t want you to do something that will harm you for the rest of your life. Charlie is going away to college. This will give me peace, knowing that my darling children are far from his grasp,” says Mama Nadine. “I’m so proud of you, Nathan. I love you and I pray for you every night. Don’t worry about me. God bless you, my darling Nathan. Please call and let me know that you’re doing well.” 
“Mama, I love you and I’m going to miss you and Charlie. I will call you,” replies Nathan, softly, almost a whisper.
He stands tall and straight and turns to walk out. At the door he stops and turns to look at his Mama. His tears are falling down his cheeks.
“Bye, Mama,” whispers Ghost. He strides out of the house and heads to the airport.
I’m gone and I can’t have any regrets, muses Nathan. I’m going to spend the rest of my leave with Loco. Loco and I are close, like brothers.
Nathan sits in the plane, listening to his music. Damn it all to hell. My Pa doesn’t know that I’m capable of killing him, and in so many different ways. I’m one of eight on the team of the Special Delta Force operatives. The infinite power, Razer 8 team operatives, is an offensive team against the drug cartel, drug dealers, and all types of terrorist groups. The U.S. Delta Force Special Operations Unit, organized for the conduct of missions, requires that the Delta Force team be highly adaptable and completely self-sufficient. Yeah, that means I can kill, thinks Nathan.
My team is made up of eight operatives. The operatives have a broad array of special skills. Operatives have highly specialized skills of direct action and counter-terrorist missions’ rapid response.
The arsenal available to the team is limitless. The very best weaponry the world has to offer is at our fingertips. Most of our arms are heavily customized.
The Force favors the American Manufacturer Remington's submachine guns and light weapons, as well as the company's sniper rifle. We also use Remington's M24 sniper rifle for long-range targets.
Delta operatives are granted an enormous amount of flexibility and autonomy. To conceal our identities, we rarely wear a uniform, and usually we wear civilian clothing, both on and off duty.
Civilian hair styles and facial hair are allowed to enable us to blend in and avoid recognition as military personnel.
Virtually all information about the unit is highly classified and details about specific missions or operations are generally not publicly available.
I’ve gone through a very intense 6-month Operative Training Course to learn counter-terrorism and counter-intelligence techniques. This includes firearm accuracy and various other ammunitions trainings.
I’ve been training hard. The physical conditioning and drills are part of the Delta Force lifestyle that I live. My partner and buddy is Roberto De Leon, Loco. We’re closer than brothers and we know each other inside out. Loco (crazy) always has his feelings and body in tight control. That’s why we call him Loco, because he acts like nothing fazes him. He reacts like nobody ever would. He takes such loco risks, muses Nathan. My brother, Roberto, dreams of being a CIA Special Elite Operative. I’ve seen him work hard to get the opportunity to become one of the government’s most elite special operatives in the CIA. That’s why he’s pushed himself to his limits and, sometimes, even beyond.
The other government agencies often recruit from the operatives in the Delta Force. Roberto’s the top operative in completing the course. This is where he really wants in.
Yeah, I know that I can spend some time with Loco. We will enjoy our time off. Thank god that I live a few cities away, he thinks. He leans back and takes a nap.
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Genre – Romantic Suspense
Rating – PG13
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