He couldn't see a thing, but he could hear them growling, moaning, screaming; it was hard to tell who was the victims and who (or what) where the predators. He stood, realizing for the first time that he had been sitting and tried to squint his eyes to see with no prevail. He cold smell death- or more accurately, the stench of rotting flesh, his heart beat faster he was scared. He was just about to run when he felt a hand on his shoulder; he could also see a light out of the corner of his eye. His head whipped around to face his attacker, then…

WAKE UP ALREADY!!!!!!!! Toby's eyes fluttered open just in time to see one of his least favored patrol buddies, Jean-Claude, sitting beside him.

"This is a very important mission! How could you just doze off like that, now sit up strait!"

Toby rolled his eyes

I swear; sometimes I think him and the sergeant are identical twins!

yet, despite his thoughts, he complied. Still slightly freaked out by his dream, he decided to go over the mission again in his head to get the nightmare off of his mind. Even if the mission all in all was extremely complex, he remembered that what he had to do was actually quite easy. All he had to do was to get outside of the pelican and, and…

oh damn it! I already forgot!

Toby looked down, inching his sleeve up his arm in order to see the time

"5:55 PM!! It was only 5:45 last time I checked, witch was right after I got into the pelican! If it took three minutes to lift off, and another five to get to sleep…"

Toby glared his best death glare at jean-Claude, that to his dismay was ignoring him and harassing other poor soldiers under his command, witch like Toby only managed to get a measly two hours of sleep the night before. Just then, he remembered (to his dismay) that ETA. To the covie base that they where attacking was around three hours. Witch meant that not only was he going to be forced to sit beside the most hated guy in the group for three miserable hours, but also that since the mission was supposed to last for three hours it's self (not including the three hour ride back home), he would have little (if any) sleep tonight as well. Toby glanced to his right in hope that he would be greeted with a friendlier face then the one to his left, just to be met with the dull, olive green doors of the pelican and sighed.

This was going to be a looooong trip.

An: hey, this is my first story! So, as no doubt most people would ask in the same situation; no flames and please review! PS: this story has a dull beginning and will get funnier

Thankyou!!!