Hey readers I am writing this with a good friend of mine and this one is about a manga where life sucks no matter who or what you are GANTZ.
I don't own gantz
Tyler's pov.
Stepping off the plane. Hearing the sounds of the civilians running around, and greeting their loved ones. Do they know how lucky they are? That they never have to see the horrors of war like I had to. The corner of my lip curls up in a smile.
"Hey Danny boy, are you coming or what?" Tom said from a few feet away.
"Depends where are you going, man?"
"Me I am going to go see family and you?"
"I… I don't know man I don't have any one to see yet"
The two of us talked like that till we made it to the gate, just as a guy running out of the far side gate, looking like he was about to miss his send out. That's when I saw his jacket. On it was a recon badge. Was that from the snipers division? The same as me?
Just then the sirens start blaring. The whole port went quiet. A little girl looked up and screamed. On instinct I reached for my side arm, realizing its not there I turn to see what it was that she was screaming at. That's when I saw it the tip of a 747 carrier plane heading in a nose dive. I saw it was heading for the man that I saw.
"Run…" was all I could saw before I hear the crunching sound of a plane breaking steal. I turned to see the young man splat agents the window and it all push out at me I had no time to say another thing as I felt the force of the wall slam into me. The force causing all the blood vessels burst at the same time turning me into a stain of the front of the plane.
Stevens pov.
So it's really easy for me to say, I'm paranoid. As the youngest, I always had to fight a little harder for what I wanted as a kid.
Later, when I joined the marines as an aspiring sniper. Paranoia became customary.
My eyes would scan my environment every few seconds in a casual state. Let alone one so uncomfortable.
The airport was packed to the point Steven found himself having to shuffle between patrons of the airport to get anywhere in any
decent timing.
Hours had already passed waiting for his flight to be ready.
Finally he saw the board change, marking the arrival of his flight. Grabbing his ticket he made his way towards boarding the flight.
Due to the time of year, he found that he wasn't the only military man in the building. Even more so out on the runway.
Arriving and departing soldiers alike filled most of the flights as they came and went tonight.
As he walked out into the open airport he felt Bakersfield's winter air hit him, following the trail of passengers ahead of him as
they traced their way to the boarding stairs for their plane.
He noticed a few of the faces around him, as he did, across the way he saw a recon badge on a fellow soldier's shoulder.
Grinning lightly to himself as he noted the man was arriving and not leaving, Steven turned to the stairs again. The pregnant woman
ahead of him managing to take five minutes a step. Something about the inconvenience of non-mobile escalators seemed to bother Steven
for a moment.
Shaking it off He patiently takes each step in turn.
Suddenly he is aware that it is very loud. Turning towards the sound he sees the nose of a 747 a few feet from his face.
A second later he cant feel his body and Steven is tumbling through the air, the sound of shattering glass somewhere behind him.
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Well I hope you guys like this I will be doing more of these with the help of Kyshen so you know the r's to do thanks