Hi. This is the first story that I have written.
This story is the every day life of Private Mendosa.
Jenkins: I can't believe we have to secure an area at 4 o-clock in the mornin'.
Mendosa: Yeah.... (sighs)
Jenkins: Come on man! Wassup?
Mendosa: (sighs again) ....... nothin' man. I'm just ..... tired.
Sarge: Like it or lump it son! The covenant wont wait for you to wake up!
Pilot: Landing is clear. All units GO GO GO!!
Sarge: Alright men! Keep ya eyes peeled, fingers on ya triggers, and we'll all go home in one piece.
(Several Pelicans hover above the ground. Marines jump out and head for their first RV.)
Sarge: Stay close Jenkins!
(The marines reach their RV.)
Mendosa: Bloody Hell ..........
(Everyone stops and looks around at all the dead human bodies)
Jenkins: (Panicking) Jesus Christ ..... There must be more than 60 bodies.
(Mendosa slowly walks through the field of dead bodies. There is a sudden sound from behind a boulder. Mendosa quickly aims his weapon and slowly walks towards the boulder.)
Mendosa: (whispering) Sarge..... Sarge. I think I've found something.
Sarge: What is it?
Mendosa: I heard somethin' movin' behind that boulder.
Sarge: Right! Whatever it is, it ain't gonna be there much longer.
(Sarge leans against the boulder and slowly steps around it. Keeping his gun poised,he finally gets around the boulder. Mendosa and Jenkins get nervous when they don't hear any gunfire.)
Sarge: Hey boys! Come and see this!
Jenkins: What is it Sarge?
(Sitting in a corner was a marine. He has blood running down his face and nasty plasma marks to his leg. He is clenching something in his arms.)
Mendosa: (whispering) Is he dead?
Sarge: No..... he's alive.(Sarge shouts to the injured marine) CAN YOU SPEAK!
(The injured marine slowly lifts his head up)
Marine: We......we... tried to save him, but it was too..... too late.
Mendosa: Tried to save who?
(The injured marine unfolds his arms and produces the Master Chiefs helmet)
Mendosa: Oh God, no!
Find out what happense next time!
This story is the every day life of Private Mendosa.
Jenkins: I can't believe we have to secure an area at 4 o-clock in the mornin'.
Mendosa: Yeah.... (sighs)
Jenkins: Come on man! Wassup?
Mendosa: (sighs again) ....... nothin' man. I'm just ..... tired.
Sarge: Like it or lump it son! The covenant wont wait for you to wake up!
Pilot: Landing is clear. All units GO GO GO!!
Sarge: Alright men! Keep ya eyes peeled, fingers on ya triggers, and we'll all go home in one piece.
(Several Pelicans hover above the ground. Marines jump out and head for their first RV.)
Sarge: Stay close Jenkins!
(The marines reach their RV.)
Mendosa: Bloody Hell ..........
(Everyone stops and looks around at all the dead human bodies)
Jenkins: (Panicking) Jesus Christ ..... There must be more than 60 bodies.
(Mendosa slowly walks through the field of dead bodies. There is a sudden sound from behind a boulder. Mendosa quickly aims his weapon and slowly walks towards the boulder.)
Mendosa: (whispering) Sarge..... Sarge. I think I've found something.
Sarge: What is it?
Mendosa: I heard somethin' movin' behind that boulder.
Sarge: Right! Whatever it is, it ain't gonna be there much longer.
(Sarge leans against the boulder and slowly steps around it. Keeping his gun poised,he finally gets around the boulder. Mendosa and Jenkins get nervous when they don't hear any gunfire.)
Sarge: Hey boys! Come and see this!
Jenkins: What is it Sarge?
(Sitting in a corner was a marine. He has blood running down his face and nasty plasma marks to his leg. He is clenching something in his arms.)
Mendosa: (whispering) Is he dead?
Sarge: No..... he's alive.(Sarge shouts to the injured marine) CAN YOU SPEAK!
(The injured marine slowly lifts his head up)
Marine: We......we... tried to save him, but it was too..... too late.
Mendosa: Tried to save who?
(The injured marine unfolds his arms and produces the Master Chiefs helmet)
Mendosa: Oh God, no!
Find out what happense next time!