the SAB empire series premere is here!
its been a year sence the end of the war. it has been about a week scence we came back to rochester. we were allowed back into our american families with tears and open arms. my family didnt want me. i got my sister killed and kept my dad as a prisiner. so yeah... im living in Perezs
room on the floor in my really beat up sleeping bag that i used in the war. at least it washed now. it reeked after 5 years of continuious use. me and Perez are facing off against eachother in COD MWII. i am useing my normal class of an m-14 and
a spaz-12. he is hiding somewhere with a berret .50 cal. i am walking along, verycarefully because i dont wanna die. its a tie game. 700-700. i walk along.BANG i hear a gunshot. i crouch down behind the nearest abandoned car. PING i
hear the bullet ping off of the metal. i get up and look throught the hole were at the start of the match stood a window. i see him. but this also means that he sees me. i crouch again and hear another ping of bullet hitting car. "damn you!" he
yells at me. "c'mon, bro. how much fun would this be if all i did was die?" i ask. i think i already know the answer. "that would be awesome because than i could totally pown you!" he shouts. yup. exactly what i thought that he would say. "first
of all, you dont need to yell. im two feet away. second of all, youll never get the chance to pown me." i respond calmly, yet competitevly. "oh yeah?" he starts, thankfully quieter though. "well see about th- DUDE! what was that for?" i change
the clip and walk away from the fight. hes dead. i used the conversation to gain the next houndered points, ending the tie. "what was what for?" i ask inesently. "you know, when you did THIS" he says as he pops around the corner and sprays
me. i pull the trigger on the spaz-12. we both die. this makes me in the lead still, 900-800. "hey, after this do you want to go out and visit ranous and sam's place?" "wait... they have there own place?" he asks confused. "yeah. some die-
hard american moved out when we took over and i granted them premission to use the house." "so why dont you and your girlfriend go get a house?" he asks me. "because i cant convince my parents to sell." "so just kick them out" he says
with a chuckle. "now what kinda example would i be setting if i did that?" i ask with as much seriousness as i can manage with such a funny comment. "tell you what: we give them one more chance to sell. if they refuse again, ill kick 'em
out." he laughs and agrees. i
win by two kills. "maybe next time youll win." i say as i turn off the ps3. "yeah, ok" he says as he puts on his sneakers, a beat up pair of grey and black nikes. i shake my head and put on my equaly beat up black and navy and1's. we go a few
houses down the street to the whack blue house that i grew up in. i knock on the door and my mom opens it. "im not selling." she goes to close the door, but i stop her. "your being forced to leave. i can offer you $400. i suggest you take it
because its that or nothing." i reason. im actually allowed to offer $850, but im not going to tell her that. she sighs. "ill take it." she says. i shake her hand and give her the money. she goes inside to pack and we go back home to grab the SAB
flag to post in the flag pole. the next day i get a text on my burner cell. it reads: cn we cum ovr nxt week? -DATC. it took me a second to figure out who it was. than i reaslize its from dave and the chipmunks. i repond: sure sounds cool. c u wen
u get here. cnt wait. after i send the text, i look out the window and see a moving van. i smile to myself. soon the house will be mine and i can transform it into my epic military fortress headquarters of awesomness. Perez walks up to me and
says "told you it would work" i smile. "yeah, yeah you told me so. woopty freakin doo." i say with a ton of flippin sarcasasm. we wait for the van to pull away before we grab our guns and go over. the place is empty. we go down to my room in
the basement. it feels weird to be there. last time i was here, i was packing up my gear to take with me into the war. it still has all of my stuff there. i sit on the dust covered bed. "wanna play some battlefront?" i ask. "sure, what the hell." he
replies. i turn on my old ps2. the damned thing didnt work half the time BEFORE the war. i kick it and hit reset. now its working. i turn on the tv. i dust off the screen and set up the match. i use my split-screen account: rebel lead. my single-
player account is vincent and my online account is urmother. Perez signs on as ' bob '. thats my guest account. after a few rounds, i turn it off and get ready to leave. i gota pack up all my s**t so i can move back into this old place. but than the
phone rings. the basement phone is the only one they didnt take. i grab the old wired telephone and talk. "SAB national headquarters, how may i help you?" "um... i think i got the wrong number. im looking for a certain Vincent Vetromile?" "no,
hes here. why do you need to speak to the mighty emporer?" i ask. "tell him this is Dave Seville calling. hell know who i am and why im calling." he says. "uno momento, senior Seville." i say, struggling not to burst out laughing. "ok, ill hold.
thank you." he says. i put the phone up to the computer i keep close by and start playing the starwars imperial theme. after about 30 seconds or so, i pick up the phone again. "hey, Dave! whats going on? how you doin? hows the kids?" "im
good. the kids and i just got back from a tour and they want some time to relax. they told me to ask you if we could spend some time with you and the rebels. they really miss you guys " he informs me. "sure! that would be great! but um... one
thing Dave?" "yeah?" "the guys and i... we arent rebels anymore. we are imperials now. they try not to think about the war." "oh, ok. im sorry. ill tell the kids and well try not to mention the war." "thanks, Dave." he chuckles. "your welcome.
when should i expect to see you?" "i dont care. come whenever. there will be an armed patrol waiting to take you guys back to my headquarters rom the airport. just lemme know your flight number and theyll meet you as soon as you arrive. i
have one spair bedroom for you and your girlfriend if you have one-" "yeah. ill bring Claire" "great!
ill make preperations for an extra human and i also have a room for the chipmunks. im having it re-painted and am going to have chipmunk and chipette posters all over the room. im also going to have a built-on-the-side chipmunk-sized
bathroom. whaddaya think of that?" "wow. you think of EVERYTHING for them, dont you?" he says with a laugh. i also laugh a little. "heh heh heh. yeah. i try to make there lives as easy as possible." "we wont be taking up the rooms of any
soldiers, are we? we dont want to take away someones home." he says with some concern. "no. its empty right now." "phew. that good" he says with relief in his voice. "so.. i can expect to see you guys in a few days, right?" i ask with
some degree of excitment . "i know you guys left before the wedding. do they still want to get married with us? if they do, i can set up something here." i suggest. "please do. they were pretty bummed out that they never got to marry at the
camp." he explains. "well, when we hang up, you can tell them the epic news." i suggest. "or, i could put you on speaker and you could tell them yourself..." he offers "sure! why not?!" i almost yell. "hey guys! come here and say hi to Vinny" i
hear Dave call out to the chipmunks. i cant help but smile when i hear those little chipmunk voices. "one...two...three...HI VINNY!" they all shout on Alvins command. "hey, guys! i hope your behaving for Dave. expessally you, Alvin" "dont
worry, bro! im always good for Dave" he claims. "if that was true Alvin, you wouldnt have been ' chipwrecked ' now would you?" i ask, mostly kidding. "ooohhh you just got owned by a HUMAN! exclaims Brittany" "cmon you two. be nice." i say
in a baby voice. this gets a laugh from the others. "so anyway, i called to inform you that in less than a week, you guys will be here, at the base. im preparing special chipmunk-sized everything for you guys. stairs, bathroom, car, etc. im even
ordering an elivator to reach up to the bed and a ladder to the table. i was thinking about a custom tree house, but i wanted to know what you guys thought." "THAT WOULD BE AWESOME!" Alvin yells. and everyone else voices there
agreements. "ok than. ill order the parts as soon as we are done here. also: did you guys still want to get married with us?" i ask. i already know what there responce will be. "YES!" they all shout in unison. "ok than. ill prepare for that, too. i
gotta go and get everything ready. ill see you guys early next week?" "yeah. about that time frame" says Dave. and with that, we hang up and i start making calls to the baker, the home depot, some imperial home decorators, and so on and so
forth. im going to need alot of imperial citizens to help me pull THIS one off.
so? what do you think? i ran out of material for the last story, than i facepalmed when i realized that i forgot the wedding. imma include that this time, though. please reveiw and be honest. this is the sequal to rebels are we and also this one has some real life things in it. but alot is fake or exageratd to make a decent story. see you guys around! oh, and PS, im on alot, so feel free to privite-measage me. it gives me something to do
