She peered around the corner and spoke into her mouth piece, “What do you see up ahead?”
“There’s a steel door ahead, Captain.” A modulated voice reported back. It’s the reason no one on her team knew she’s a girl. They never trained together and every time they had a mission, they always met in full body armor and the only thing showing through the visor on their helmets were their eyes. It was what she liked about the task force. “What’s your move, Captain?”
She took no time to think, “Use your laser to cut through the door.” She waved her free hand to signal the rest to follow.
“60 seconds,” The soldier working the laser turned to her. She nodded.
A bright light shined through the outline which her teammate had cut. “Can anyone else see that bright light?”
“What light?” Ten voices asked at once.
At last, a human-size hole was carved on the door. She ducked through the hole, following the light. “Can anyone else see this?” No one responded. She turned and noticed the door was gone. She lifted her visor, shielding her eyes for a moment as a girl in a white shift walked toward her. She gasped, “You look… you look…”
“Just like you?” The girl grinned. “Oh, you’ll make the perfect protagonist.”
She jolted upright. Looking around, she realized she was in her brother’s room, his action-figures sprawled across the desk before her. “Whoa, I’ve gotta get writing.”
A Response for Sunday Photo Fiction. Sorry for the long piece, you can’t really stop until you’ve written the entire story.