[Hello there! This is a prequel to a story I found very interesting. It's 7535246 here on FFN. Yeah... It's a recursive fanfiction. I'm not proud.]
As a boy, Eduardo always looked up to the Space Marines. They just had a unique way of doing things. One day, he walked in and said, "I want to be a Space Marine."
The ex-Space Marine at the desk said, "Welcome aboard."
Eduardo was taken to training, and less than a week later, was dropped with a squad of Space Marines to a world infested with Orks. They moved to secure the perimeter of an abandoned tanker...
The Orks came over the ridge, with a tremendous
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
Eduardo readied his plasma gun...
The Orks closed the distance, and the Marines opened fire.
Someone nearby Eduardo shouted, "SQUAD BROKEN!", as the Orks began overtaking the beleaguered Marines.
Now, Eduardo was no fool, and he had an inkling of what was going to happen were the Ork fellows to capture him.
Then again...
[As soon as he heard one of his comrades scream "SQUAD BROKEN!", Eduardo the Space Marine knew that he was doomed.]