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[~echo~]

"We understand," he said quietly, dangerously. "But you will tell me that code. I will pop your kneecap off if you don't do it immediately."

[CrimsonMoon]

"... That's your best threat?" The General muses,"... You obviously have never done this before boy."

[~echo~]

Dallas growled and switched his knife open again. "Don't think I'll do it, do you?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" O doubt you'll enjoy it," the General replies cooly

[~echo~]

"Oh, believe me when I say that I will," he growled, training the tip of the knife towards the place where the generals knee made way for his leg.

[CrimsonMoon]

"... Very well," Was all the General replied, despite a cold droplet of sweat rolling down his back as he stares at Dallas evenly

[~echo~]

Dallas gazed at him with resentment in his eyes before stabbing downward into his knee. He paused to see the generals reaction before pushing the blade swiftly towards the general, popping the kneecap away from his joint.

[CrimsonMoon]

The General lets out a 'tch' of pain at first ad bites his lip hard enough to make it bleed, ony allowing a muffled yell to escape. The whole while, he stared at Dallas with hatred as another bombardment shakes the HQ

[~echo~]

"What is the code to unlock your daughter?" he asked firmly, putting the knife above his other knee.

[CrimsonMoon]

The General winces this time, the hatred in his eyes becoming fury," Ask her yourself," he snaps angrily

[~echo~]

Dallas felt great fury in his chest and turned the knife to his hand in a flash. He stabbed downward and into the soft flesh in the general's hand. "Tell me the code!"

[CrimsonMoon]

The General barely stifles a yell of pain, breathing hevily, he growls," Never!"

All of a sudden, a soft voice quavers from behind Dallas,"... Daddy...?"

[~echo~]

Dallas froze and turned around, taking the knife from the general's hand. "Ayla," he murmured. "You remember your father?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla was staring at Dallas with horror, she was trembling,"... Dad..." She gasps and covers her mouth as tears sping from her eyes,".." She nods just barely and shrinks away from Dallas.

General Parenthe stares at his daughter with tired and pained eyes, shaking his head

[~echo~]

Dallas sighed softly and clicked the knife shut. "Ayla... I have to take you and your father away. Do you remember me? David? Who you are?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla bites her lip and sinks to the ground,"... David..." She murmurs and buries her head in her hands," Did you kill David...? Did you kill everyone at school...?" She asks in a quavering voice

[~echo~]

"No, David is alive," Dallas said, somewhat coldly. "We need to go. [Interrogater guy's name here], contact the attackers from the Reich and tell them that I am going to carry Ayla and the General to the ocean. Two ships are to follow me."

[CrimsonMoon]

The interrogater nods lightly and scurries from the room, the bombardment having become steady and loud...

Ayla immediately rushes to her father's side and hugs him around the neck tightly, the General grinaces and pats her arm," It-it's just a scratch..."

[~echo~]

Dallas looked at the general with a small amount of surprise in his eyes. He hadn't thought that the general was even capable of feeling human emotions.

[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla glances back at Dallas, she had moxed emotions flashing across her face. Betrayal, anger, fear and sadness... She hugs her father and kisses the General's cheek.

The whole while, the General stared at Dallas coldly