The LTS(Last Thoughts Series) is a series of shorts dedicated to the last thoughts of those who experience interesting deaths.

The first in this series is the following one, by the title, you can guess, it's about a Grinder victim.

Disclaimer: I do not own Command & Conquer, all units' structures and heroes are trademarks of Westwood studios and EA Games Inc. I own none of the previous stated items except those I may create on my own imagination

Copyright: This fic, and all others in the series, are Copyrighted 2002 by BM&S Publishing Company(My signature)

(Fixed spelling here too... So... enjoy?)

Grinder

My name is Jack... Jack Hookmen, or it was at least.

My story goes like this;

One day, in the middle of this war, Yuri's forces converged on San Francisco.

He almost immediately set up a Grinder, and a huge base to go with it.

I was at the store at the time, when suddenly I turned and saw for an instant a Yuri Clone, and then, a wave of energy hit me like a polar blast.

I could still think, but my actions were controlled now by Yuri

I heard myself saying strange phrases, such as "Hail to the great Yuri"
and "Yuri is master".

I received an order to walking a certain direction, I didn't know where I was going but I didn't have any say, my body just walked that way. I had no clue to where I was going, but I knew it wouldn't be good.

I walked on, my body anyway, after about 5 miles of endless and tireless trudging, I came to a Yuri outpost.

I entered, to see I was in line for the Grinder!

I was only fifth in line, I could hear the screams of the people being Grinded.

At one time, I saw that an Initiate was ordered in for a blunder.

I was down to the third in line, IO hoped in my mind, that my wife and son were safe with the allied SEAL team that had come in shortly after Yuri had arrived. If they had, they'd be well protected.

I remembered all the memories I had with my son, seeing him grow up,
watching him play, and making a mess with his pizza.

Now second in line, I remembered my wife's face, all the moments we shared.
The laughs, the heart brakes...

Now first in line, I strained to remember every detail...

The first time we met, the pleasurable moments we shared, the time when Kile was born, and she threatened to kill me for doing that horrible deed to her.

It was my turn now, I stepped forward, unwillingly, I strived to regain control of my mind, to step out of the way, I suddenly saw that I was almost free, just another push and my mind would be free!

But it was too late, I stepped onto the pad just as my mind was free.

As I saw the giant spiked balls and saws rise up, my only comfort was that I would die a free man, and that maybe, just maybe, all the other victims of the Grinder might have died the same way...

Like I said, I got a whole line of shorts set up, PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!