Chapter one

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"All hands brace for warp entree, I repeat all hands brace for warp entree" the voice over the buzzer blared for what seemed like the thousandth time.

"Warp it's the place for the dammed wouldn't you agree Brother?"

Brother Avail turned around to see Sergeant Razor staring at him into his face.

"Indeed I do agree with you on this subject. Although for some strange reason I have a bad feeling about this jump"

"How come?"

" I cant place my finger on it I just feel as if this is the last time I see this year."

"Have you talked to the Liberians about this?"

Just as this was uttered Brother-Liberian Vision walked in though the door. He was the newest Liberian added to the order.

"Talked to me about what?"

"Go on tell him" Razor goateed.

"I have this feeling that when we go though the Warp that we will not see this year anymore."

"That is interesting indeed. What if I told you that I had the same feeling?"

" Well I would be relived and scared out of my mind"

" It is human to be scared but it is fitting of a space marine to use that fear and make it into courage for others to see and follow"

"You always had a way to calm even the angriest Marine down or inspire the biggest conscript coward. How about you tell us how you calmed down that space wolf after you took his beer away?"

Rubbing his face " I didn't, Well at least not until after he punched me in the face a few times"

"Warp entree in 5... 4... 3...2...1." With that the ship entered the warp.

"Harry get your lazy butt down here NOW!" Uncle Vernon screamed. "I am not going to be late because you refuse to get up in time to cook me my breakfast!"

:"On my way Uncle Vernon" Harry replied grabbing his glasses from his night stand. He quickly ran down stairs knowing that if he didn't get there fast he would receive another savage beating. God he thought to himself why did my parents have to die in a car crash. "What would you like?"

"About time boy I was about to get my belt out. I would like some toast coffee…"

Harry just started starring into space knowing what he wanted already. For his uncle had the same thing every morning.

"Boy are you listening to me at all?"

"Yes uncle I am. You want steak medium-rare, eggs sunny-side up, hash browns, coffee black and toast with peanut butter already spread on them."

Vernon was pleased that Harry knew what he wanted but wasn't about to let him off easy. " Boy I said the steak was well-done. What are trying to do give me food poisoning?"

Well that's it for chapter one. I know not much happening as of right now but I promise it will pick up as it goes along. I was also thinking about maybe giving Harry a twin brother who was really the one who defeated you know who and not Harry. I know another author has done something like this but I love this idea so much I cant leave it out of mine.