O.K. This ist my first attempt at an angsty fanfic, so bearth with me. I hope to get as
much reviews with this as my Behind the Music spoof. NOTE: depressing.
DISCLAMER: Nope, I do not own Advance Wars...It belongs to Camelot...I only own Advance Wars 2... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Peace, Part 1: The Eagle has Landed
Eagle looked at his own reflection in the window. His eyes drifted ahead of his reflection to the Md. tank that was firing a few rounds at a dummy. Eagle suddenly thought of the living, breathing people inside that hunk of metal. He thought about how the people in that tank would give their lives for Green Earth, and how they had, in the war against the other countries and in the war against Black Hole. His heart melted as he saw the tanks fighting it out, in his minds eye. Was he a coward, for not getting out there? "No," he realized, "I am just not cut out for battle." He realized, "I joined to carry on my father's legacy... I was never destined to fight." He took his lucky goggles in his hands, and ripped them off. Eagle laid them on the table next to him. He wrote a note to Drake and Jess. Red... Eagle was going to miss her. She would say that he was taking things too fast. But, in fact, for the first time, he was positive that he should do it. He put the note down next to his goggles and left Green Earth HQ.
He went to a seaport, and got on one of the landers there. He made an adjustment to it. This lander would take him exactly where he needed to go. Eagle sighed. "This Eagle never should have left the nest," he thought. The lander sailed to a distance where he could barely see Green Earth HQ. Eagle activated his Lightning Strike. The lander was back in moveable shape. As Eagle watched the amount of fuel go down to zero, he said the word that everybody tried to accomplish, but he had acheived.
"Peace."
The lander sank.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sniff sniff... Oh, greetings! Please readth and reviewth. Flames art welcome, but not just because you liked Eagle. I am not sure if I be an angst writer with humor in me, or a humor writer with angst in me. In any case, dost thou think I should continue with other characters, or show the aftermath of Eagle? Tellth me!
DISCLAMER: Nope, I do not own Advance Wars...It belongs to Camelot...I only own Advance Wars 2... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Peace, Part 1: The Eagle has Landed
Eagle looked at his own reflection in the window. His eyes drifted ahead of his reflection to the Md. tank that was firing a few rounds at a dummy. Eagle suddenly thought of the living, breathing people inside that hunk of metal. He thought about how the people in that tank would give their lives for Green Earth, and how they had, in the war against the other countries and in the war against Black Hole. His heart melted as he saw the tanks fighting it out, in his minds eye. Was he a coward, for not getting out there? "No," he realized, "I am just not cut out for battle." He realized, "I joined to carry on my father's legacy... I was never destined to fight." He took his lucky goggles in his hands, and ripped them off. Eagle laid them on the table next to him. He wrote a note to Drake and Jess. Red... Eagle was going to miss her. She would say that he was taking things too fast. But, in fact, for the first time, he was positive that he should do it. He put the note down next to his goggles and left Green Earth HQ.
He went to a seaport, and got on one of the landers there. He made an adjustment to it. This lander would take him exactly where he needed to go. Eagle sighed. "This Eagle never should have left the nest," he thought. The lander sailed to a distance where he could barely see Green Earth HQ. Eagle activated his Lightning Strike. The lander was back in moveable shape. As Eagle watched the amount of fuel go down to zero, he said the word that everybody tried to accomplish, but he had acheived.
"Peace."
The lander sank.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sniff sniff... Oh, greetings! Please readth and reviewth. Flames art welcome, but not just because you liked Eagle. I am not sure if I be an angst writer with humor in me, or a humor writer with angst in me. In any case, dost thou think I should continue with other characters, or show the aftermath of Eagle? Tellth me!