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Re: A short-ish story by Evilsweetblock
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| 27 Apr 2014 04:24 AM |
Mhm, I decided not to name this story. So, whose ready for a little reading?
CHAPTER 1: The Day
Today was the day. The day in which the rebels would invade Cyranos, a heaviily guarded imperial trading port. Jarre, a boy of eighteen who shortly joined the rebels after the imperial fleet "Cleanser" wiped out his small home village, was excited for this day. He sat there in his bunk, the clock saying 3:48, wondering how the battle would turn out. He thought of blood being spilled, flying shrapnel, and he, Jarre, Private of the Rebels, would lower the imperial flag while his comrades finished the last of the Imperial weaklings!
His dream, however, was shortlived. For exactly at four AM, with only four hours of sleep, tge soldiers were roused to begin the assualt. Jarre, being a bit slow due to his thoughts, wandered outside. On the field, ready for the assualt, was one-hundred-twenty soldiers, twelve transports that could carry ten people not including the driver, and eight Helo. V. Stykers, hovering above the air. (For those who do not know these, they are Small compact helicopters with room for one pilot and many, many anti-armor missles). After examining the small force, he ran into the third transport in the row, and shortly afterwards, they were off.
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Kieth was a very large, balding man. He thought this looking at his reflection through the glass of his LAV-S Suit (Large Assualt Vehicle-Sentry, kind of a large suit of body armour, but thats beside the point.) and sighed. He wished for some action, and action, he didnt care, and when he say the small caravan of transports, he knew the raid was finally taking place. Quickly, he called onto his receiver that a small unknown force was approaching, and shortly after four LAV-A (Large Assualt Vehicle- Aggressor, a very heavy unit, used in the front lines of almost all imperial assualts) units appeared, ready to fight.
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Jarre saw the impact before it hit. Like a slowmotion film, the missile zoomed straight into the transport next to them, making is explode and flip, people, metal, and other things flying. That was the fifth transport the blow up, and Jarre could see many dead and dying people through his window. The Helos were flying in to blow up the LAV-A units, and three fired their missles, hitting one LAV-A unit with precision, destroying the center peice, blowing the whole thing up. Another Helo used his Mounted MG to fire at the next LAV-A, killing the driver, making the thing fall.
Five transports remained, along with three Helos, when all of the LAV-As were destroyed. Now, all that remained was the sentry. This was going to be easy, Jerre thought, but suddenly a large volley of Fire Bombs hit two close together Helos, making them crash into the next, then landing on a transport. A lucky hit... Too lucky. Jarre saw the other three transports stopping, and walked to the drivers area to see why they werent. the reason they were was because the area where the drivers stomach was suppose to be was a big hole, charred. on the edges. He saw a very tiny hole in the glass, about the size of a pen point. The LAV-S has automated laser snipers...
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Kieth, the last one standing, fired five Fire Bombs into a stopped transport, blowing it up entirely. After doing this, the remaining two transports and one that kept driving forward unloaded their soldiers. He decided then to take control of the automated Laster Snipers, but before he could do that, a barrage of Shots hit his suit, damaging it to below Thirty-four Percent Hull Integrity. He quickly regained his controls and Fire another wave a Fire Bombs, his last, to hit a transaport. That one exploded, and the Soldiers taking cover behind it were charred. After this, not noticing the abandoned Tranport barreling towards him, the Transport crashed into his LAV-S suit, shattering it and him itno many tiny peices.
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Jarre and seventeen others survived. All the Helos, and only one transport, remained. Luckily for them, there was a supply cache with three hundred soldiers and thirty Transports waiting for them in a small town four miles away, but this hit was hard, Many people were dead, and many more will die. Jarre grunted, knowng that this wasnt even Cyranos'es Main Guard, just some outlying sentries or even Rebellion Scouts, LAV units looking for the Rebels. Jarre and his surviving comrades crammed into the last transport, and were off the Gargif, the Rebel Reinforcements waiting. ~
How did you feel about this story? Would you like the next chapter? Requests to be in the story "Might" be arranged, depending on some stuff. (Your name wont be the characters name, but it will mention you.) Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed! |
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| 30 Apr 2014 08:59 PM |
| Meh, i'll write CH2 tomorrow. |
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| 14 May 2014 08:26 AM |
| Mur... Too many typos... I type ch. 2 after school... Maybe... I dont know... |
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| 29 May 2014 07:19 PM |
Chapter 2: Road to Gargif
Jarre and few others got into the last transport, and started to drive to Gargif. The drive would be short and crowded, but at least some of Jarre's More known allies still lived. He started a convorsation in the back with four other Soldiers, taling about wives and god and all that. After a while, the Transport stopped, and the Flames o' War loomed ahead.
The Flames o' War is a huge Battle-cruiser, armed with CP40 Laser Battaries and Anti-Armored Rockett Strykers, Which, as I know you dont know, are highly advanced weapons, and could decimate towns the size of New York in a matter of seconds.
Jarre, stunned by the presense of such a huge Cruiser, was shocked to realize that they were there because the Rebel Reinforcment Garrison was found. He could see bodies on the ground, burnt, shot, dying, and he could see bits of Flames o' War falling as it was hit by missiles and other explosive things, but there was no way that three hundred rebels could destroy it. The saddest part, was the fact that the Flames o' War destroyed EVERYTHING, including their own soldiers and townsfolk. The Helos, desperate to help, launched everything at the Cruiser, and struck it hard. The Cruiser, taking a decent amount of High Explosive Rocketts to the face, made a landing. The entire convoy cheered as they exitted the convoy, and were prepared to raid the Flames o' War.
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"Sir! the Cruiser shield can't take anymore hits like this!"
Some useless pilot shouted, ruining Cpt. Bridge's Concentration.
"Then land the #### Ship!"
Bridge was tired of the incompetent fools running his beloved ship, and wanted nothing more than to watch them die and then laugh at their screams for help from their 'Captain'!
"Garrison the soldiers outside the entrance hatch, the Rebels will try to take over."
Bridge's orders were carried out, and the soldiers quickly stood at guard by the door. Bridge thought about how he'll retire after this battle, and if he can keep his ship. If they say now, he'll just steal it and leave...
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Jarre and his fellow survivors went to the entrance hatch, awaiting orders from Lillith, the Warrior Chick that led the Gargif Rebellion. He didnt like her, and none of the other officers did, but they put up with her because she was a treat to look at (If you catch my drift) and because she was good at her job. Around fifty men huddled around the door, and a Commanding officer was about to open it when...
"Stop!"
THe officer looked at Lillith, halting him, and she whispered to him. He nodded and went back to the Command Tent, and Lillith started setting Explosive Sticks onto the door (Like sticky bombs, but you know, better.) And walked away, preparing a speech.
"Ok boys, the enemy is garrisoned RIGHT outside the door. we're gonna blow it up and throw in some grenades. Any questions?"
Silence.
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The door exploded and many soldiers were disorintated. but Hark, a Sergeant and Commando, just grabbed his battle buddy and ran to the next hall-way. He heard explosions and knew his friends were dying, but he didnt care. At the end of the hall-way, he and his buddy stationed up and prepared for the enemies. They came, thinking themselves victorious, and Hark shot the Rebels. With his KSR (Karkland Shock Rifle, it is literally a gun that fires volts of electricity with enough watts to fry a rhino) and the Rebels fell, Burnt. He grinned as he replaced the Battery Cartridge, awaiting more enemies to come out, but they did not. He only shot about twelve, so this was a surprise. Suddenly, a very attractive lady came out with a pistol, and Hark heard a shot, then all he say was red and the roof flipping.
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Bridge knew they were breached, and he knew that Lillith was aboard. He would not let her take his only ship, HIS Fires o' War! He ordered all the Pilots to grab guns, and then he ordered his two Red Robotic Suits to come in and join the party (I dont even know how to explain... Maybe like the terminator guys, but red? they have a Rocket launcher arm, a LMG arm, and twin Autorifles coming from their back). After everyone was set, the door exploded. (Great timing, huh?) And a large number of Rebels came in, they werent expected the pilots to have guns, let alone the RRS (Red Robotic Suit) to fight...
After a bit, the Pilots and Suits prevailed, but Bridge knew that the whole attack force couldnt just be those twenty some-odd soldiers. Suddenly, a Shock Rifle bolt hit the RRS, exploding it, and the Pilots ducked for cover as a man in a Vortex Suit (Imagine Riot suit, then Imagine Superman, then put them together and that'll be a little bit stronger than this) carrying a Burst Rifle came in, and blew everything up. Bridge, in a final stand, took his pistol out and shot the man right through the Visor, knocking him out, but was shot down by the resulting Rebels. He would've cried over his ship, if he had the life to do it.
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Jarre ran to Lillith, who was the actual Vortex Suit wearer, and saw she was alright, he ran off to help clearing the bodies. Few hours later, she woke up and took charge immediatly, sending people to take the ship and use it for the Rebels. With only a small amount of soldiers left, One hundred and fifty two, the battle of Cyranos was almost a sure loss. Except, they has Fires o' War, the third largest Bettle-Cruiser in the Imperial fleet. They had a chance, and for once, people knew it.
AFTER STORY: Great thanks to SgtextremeEpsilon, Mre13, for being my best friends and always being there for me, although they occasionally (Ahem ahem) *Argue* with me over silly things, they're still my friends, and I still love them in a friend type of way (No H0M0) How do you like the story? Rate it! Comment! share it! Throw your computer out the window from rage of reading such a good story! Sorry for the long wait, just, you know, Life and tests. I SWEAR APON MY MATH TEST that the next Chapter will be delivered before Thursday of next week. Did you know I go along (Make it up in my head) As I write the story? I was just like do-dee-do, lets throw in a super huge space battleship for no reason :D. And the most important of all, I hope you like the story. |
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| 30 May 2014 05:24 PM |
| Comment on how you feel about the story as you read it, it makes me feel good to know you all H8rfy it or love it. |
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| 30 May 2014 05:31 PM |
| Meh. It's quite generic. None of the characters have any personality, and the story doesn't really immerse me. It just feels like I'm reading some report of some random battle somewhere. |
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| 30 May 2014 06:41 PM |
| Why, thank you for your contructive critism. I love to write things, but being in 7th grade, you cant right The adventures of tom sawyor, or whatever. So, I just try, but yeah. thanx for commenting, you get a mind cookie. |
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| 31 May 2014 12:59 AM |
| I will post lah Chapper tree tomorrow, after i get a good nights sleep about being eaten by undead things and torn to peices by blobs of pink goo. :D |
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