Chapter 1: The War Is Over
Siesel Bernard turned his brown eyes up and looked away from the rough waters that were carrying his ship back to Canada, his grayish hair, or what was left of it, flapped in the wind from the breeze coming over the water, he stood at about 5'8 and was kind of husky. The war was over for him and he was finally heading home, but of course the terrible yet victorious memories flooded back to him as he looked over at the setting sun on the horizon and lost himself in the past again.
He was back on the beach, Juno Beach. The D-Day invasion had gone as planned and the Canadians were firing away at German defenses of Normandy receiving help from both British and American troops. It was his last battle; although a victorious it was also a terrible one as we watched his friends and partners be killed by German's defending the coasts. He was still happy that the Allies had won this battle and happy to be going home to his wife and children.
"Sir?" said a gruff voice from behind him, pulling him from his past fantasy world and back into reality and the boat rocking from side to side on the rough waves.
"Hm?" he responded, turning to see one of his captains who was confined to a wheelchair because he had his legs blown off by a land mine. He had brownish hair and deep blue eyes and was incredibly thin.
"P.E.I. is in sight and everyone is getting their things together go get home, we should be their in about twenty minutes if you want to start getting ready," he said.
"Thank you captain, I will do so," he replied, they saluted each other and the captain began to roll back to the crew's quarters.
Siesel sighed and looked back at the sunset. I wish I could have stayed and fought till the end, he thought to himself, gunshot wounds to his right shoulder and arm had rendered it useless for a while and the British Prime Minister, and Winston Churchill had ordered him home.
Siesel turned and began to head toward the crew's quarters to get his things and fiddled with his newly earned badges on his jacket, they consisted of the Dieppe Bar (awarded to all involved in the Dieppe Raid of 1942) the Italy Star (awarded for one day of optional services in Sicily or Italy between 11 June 1943 and 08 May 1945), and the 1939-45 Star (awarded for six months service on active operational for Army and Navy and two months of active air-crew service), however before he could take five steps there was sound of automatic gunfire and Siesel's captain, almost at the door leading below deck, flew from his chair and lay dead a few feet away. Instinctively Siesel dove behind a clutter of barrels and poked his head out only slightly to see who was attacking him, as another shot went off directly beside his head, hitting and splintering the barrel the shocking truth hit him. His ship was under attack… from onboard.