Author's Note: Well this is my first story and I hope you guys enjoy, so just give me some feedback in the reviews and I would most appreciate it.
Arctic Island Robotic Army Military Base, Northern Atlantic, 5:00 PM
Tower Radio: "Common people we need to get these battleships prepped and ready to go!" The Tower Operator Robot said looking down at the rows of battleships being unloaded and prepped to ship out overseas. Elsewhere nearby the harbor, trams were coming in and out of tunnels in the icy mountains and sped towards the docks where the battleships were moored to load them up with ammunition. A small attack submarine blew upward out of the water smoking and all torn up returning from the Korean D.M.Z. when Robotic Mechanics ran up to the sides of the ship and had begun repairs so the Sub could ship out hopefully within an hour. On the very end of the line of battleships was Battleship Ark 1 being loaded up with Blue Phosphorus flares and having its engines checked. At that moment General Rogers walked into the tower. "Is Ark 1 ready yet?" asked while looking down at Ark 1 being loaded up with an Atom Missile. "Unfortunately no but it is nearly done" said the Robotic Operator. "Well then see to it, and also send down Sgt. Ghost to my Head Quarters so we can begin our daily prep meeting. "Yes Sir."Said the Robotic Operator then turned back around and continued to monitor prepping progress on the ships. "General Rogers walked down the tunnel to a tram station to arrive to his head quarters in the central mountain.
7 Minutes Later
The General had arrived at the auxiliary tunnel and walked quietly to his Head Quarters. "Another lonely day, but at least I don't have to worry about being completely alone, I still got my robots." General Rogers said in a quiet tone. As Rogers walked into his lab he hit a few buttons on the small computer attached to an armor plate near his wrist. There was a low humming sound and many computer screens and T.V's turned on and started displaying news, weather info, scientific data, and security vehicles patrolling the frozen island. Rogers walked over to a computer and tapped some icons on a holographic keyboard and the computer screen went to a satellite feed of a Jasper High School and started wishing he were lucky enough to have real friends instead of robots when Sgt. Ghost walked in through the door scaring the hell out of Rogers. "Oh just give me a minute Ghost! "Yelled Rogers, cursing under his breath as he quickly tapped a few icons on the holographic keyboard and the computer screen returned to its normal feed. "Now then, *cough* let's begin our preparation" said Rogers as he tapped some icons which turned the large flat screen display into a bar graph which showed robotic troop performance. "Well Sir, troop performance still remains at 100% in all categories including Air Squadrons, Naval Troops, Ground Troops, Artillery, and Recon. "Although we did have five Robotic Artillery Soldiers were damaged by a misfire during training exercises." Sgt. Ghost said as he looked up at performance records. "You know you would think that a semi artificial intelligence program would prevent that, but instead we got Artillery Soldiers firing on each other like morons." Rogers said as he sat down and sighed and stared out through one of the windows at one of the Air Squadrons flying jets around the island patrolling the airspace ready to shoot down any intruders. Sgt. Ghost looked over at me and could tell what was troubling me. "General Sir, you may not have friends but you will still have me and the sergeants to have your back". After Ghost had said that Rogers was reminded of the fun times messing around and joking with the sergeants in past times and smiled remembering how they all nearly set the fuel depot in one of the frozen mountains on fire when at that moment an alarm went off. BEEP...BEEP…..BEEP…..BEEP and the large flat screen display changed to show a digital map of the Northern Atlantic coastline of Canada displaying a large image of a Red Army Battleship. "Awwww SHIT!" Rogers said as he ran across the room, nearly falling on his face, to sit down in front of a control panel as he began tapping icons on the holographic keyboard and pushed a radio button. "ALL NAVAL UNITS PREPARE TO LAUNCH ARK 1!" Yelled Rogers as he walked across the room and hit a few buttons on the small computer on his armor attached near his wrist and a panel in the wall slid out to reveal the General's Weapon Rack. Rogers quickly grabbed his AR-23 Fully Automatic Blaster Assault Rifle and a small Semi-Automatic Blaster Pistol and started running out the door with Sgt. Ghost running shortly behind him. The door slid open and Rogers and Ghost sprinted to the tram station to get to the Harbor.
30 minutes Later, Arctic Island Harbor
As Ark 1 was prepping to launch, trams sped by dropping off ammunition and nitrogen cooling cells. The General was standing on a part of the dock next to the ship talking with his sergeants. "Ok people you know the drill, I will go out with Ark 1's crew to eliminate the threat. We don't need an international incident like last time right Hawk?" The General said smiling looking at Sgt. Hawk. "Ok, first off I was being shot at, secondly it just happened to be a coincidence the enemy was standing next to a gas station when I called in the Air Strike." Hawk said in a defensive tone. "Anyway, the rest of you will be on standby and Sgt. Ghost will be in charge until I return" The General said as one of the mechanics yelled "Ark 1 is ready to ship out Sir, and the Pilot and Navigator are ready to undock." The robotic mechanic said as he jumped down to the dock and ran over to the next ship to work on its Ion Cannon. "One last thing" The General said turning to his sergeants. "Phantom, Hawk, Ghost, I will see you when I return." The General said as he got on the deck of the ship and into the control room. Suddenly a warning alarm went off signaling a ship was about to depart and Ark 1's engines slowly hummed to life, and the hydraulic docking cleats that held the ship released its grip and the ship had slowly begun to turn. Inside the control room Rogers was talking to the Robotic Pilot making sure they were ready. "Ok weapons check report and then we can leave the harbor." Rogers said as he sat down in a command chair, and had begun tapping icons on a futuristic digital screen. "Yes Sir." The Robotic Pilot said as he pulled up a Weapons List. "Ion Cannon systems are a go, Blue Phosphorus Launching systems are a go, and lastly our A-3 Blaster is on its rack and ready to fire." The Pilot said as he started flipping switches and turning knobs on a control panel. "Very good, now how long will it take us to reach the enemy target?" Rogers asked the Robotic Navigator sitting on the other side of the Pilot. "About 2 hours Sir." The Robotic Navigator said as he was examining a digital map on a screen attached to a control panel. "Very well, then you have permission to exit the harbor." Rogers said the Pilot as he walked around the control room to a ladder leading below deck. "If you need me I will be resting below deck." Rogers said as he started climbing down a ladder below the deck. When Rogers reached the bottom he walked through one of the thin corridors leading to a small doorway and walked through it. The room was quiet small and only contained four bunk beds, a small desk with a computer control panel, small monitor, and an intercom in a corner of the ceiling. Rogers walked over to one of the bunk beds and sat down in the bottom bunk and pulled out his AR-23 and had begun to check it making sure it could be ready to fire at a moment's notice. Finally after examining the sights he decided to lie down and take a nap. As Rogers dozed off to the sound of the ship's engines he woke up in a dream world. He had begun to dream about his life when he was 14 and at his home with his parents.
"Son don't worry everything will be alright." His mother and father said just as they were shot in the head by two U.S Army soldiers. "MOM, DAD!" Rogers Screamed as his parent's bodies fell to the ground." Rogers tried to break away from the soldier's grip but couldn't when one of the soldiers who had shot them emptied what seemed like for hours bullets into their bodies while laughing cruelly then smiled at me and said your next as he raised his gun and fired, and everything turned red.
Suddenly Rogers woke up breathing heavily and the room was red from the flashing light of the alarm and repeating beeping sound that was echoing throughout the entire ship. Rogers quickly got to his feet and grabbed his AR-23 from the bunk bed and raced to get to the control room. As he climbed up to the control room the alarm had quickened and looked outside to see a large ship firing upon Ark 1. "How the hell did that ship know we were coming? Rogers yelled to the Pilot as the ship trembled from enemy fire. "We are not sure Sir, but if we take another serious hit then were going down to the seafloor." The Pilot yelled over the sound of enemy fire hitting the water around the ship splashing it onto the deck. "Well don't just sit there, return fire! Rogers yelled to the Pilot as the water splashed onto the windows blurring their view outside. "Yes Sir!" The Pilot said as he quickly tapped icons on the screen and started talking to the Navigator. "Calculate the distance using a trigonometry algorithm so we can fire back!" The Pilot yelled to the Navigator. The Navigator nodded and had quickly begun to work on calculating the distance to fire when the ships intercom came on. "Warning, Defense Shields at 13%, Engines at 34%." "Shit" Rogers said as he ran out of the control room and onto the deck. As he stepped outside he could smell the sulphur in the air as water splashed upwards as enemy fire hit the water around the ship. Rogers ran across the deck behind the Ion Cannon to grab the A-3 Automatic Blaster from its rack and raised it on his shoulders. "Alrighty you son of a bitch eat plasma rounds!" Roger yelled as he pulled the trigger and the dark sky was lit up by plasma rounds being fired from the A-3. Suddenly 8 Blue Phosphorus Flares shot upward from the deck of Ark 1, lighting up the sky leaving behind stream of smoke and the smell of burnt nitrogen. As the Flares were halfway across the sky, there was a massive flash and 3 projectiles were fired from each of the flares which hit the ship, creating massive fiery explosions and clouds of black smoke. Rogers was crouched on the deck still firing the A-3 until the smoke cleared, revealing the side of the enemy ship hull blown right open revealing broken pipelines and wiring and cables strewn around hanging out of the holes of the ship as the ship was slowly sinking. He turned around and put the A-3 back on its rack and walked inside the control room when out of nowhere a cannon rose from the deck of the enemy ship and some kind of missile was fired into the water. Rogers turned back looking at the Navigator for an answer as to what had happened when the ship was starting to be dragged to the starboard side and out one of the control room windows was a 6-Story tidal wave pulling on the ship nearly above it. All three of them were stunned to see such an intimidating and destructive wave looming above them and coming fast when Rogers yelled "Get us out of here!" he yelled to the Pilot. Unfortunately the engines did not have the power to urge the ship forward when the ship started flipping sideways. Inside the control room the lights had shattered scattering glass everywhere across the floor, with the alarm beeping and lights flashing on and off. Rogers was thrown against a wall when the struts of a large control panel had snapped and the control panel had fallen on top of Rogers piercing his chest plate armor leaving a large chunk of shrapnel stuck in is chest. Very quickly the tidal wave dissipated and chucked the battleship towards a rocky shoreline as an impact alarm was going off indicating that the ship was about to collide with an object. "BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…..