Training, Sahara (the movie)

[tommyboybbi]

Title: His third arm
Challenge/Prompt: #20 weapon
Original Fiction or Fanfiction [Name of fandom]: Sahara
Characters/Pairings: could either be Dirk or Al’s prospective
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own Sahara or its sandbox. I just borrow and play with the young men when I’m in the mood.
Summary: Seal training is hard to break.
Author's Notes: Just let the fingers go with the word and this is what came to be, simple.

 

 

He knew his weapon inside and out. He was trained to know every last millimeter. He could break it down and put it back together in record time. They trained him to be meticulous like that.

 

He knew he could depend on it to fire and that the target would be hit. That was a fact.

 

It was like his third arm, never far when under pressure. He had to believe in it to survive.

 

It was hard leaving it behind, to break the training when he didn’t need it. He had to be shown he could live without it.