Colonel AmiruddinArifsulaiman: Yep, and when i posted the only regular story, but now it seems i have a few Neighbors in this section, i haven't gotten around to it but i plan to bake them some Brownies as a welcome gift.
F.P.3760: Not exactly, the JSDF is sort of the main force in the Special Region, the Marines only maintain a smaller force of around 90-110 troop deployed into the Special Region partly due to concerns of a repeat of the Iraq War, bad intel leading to innocent people getting hurt or worse in a massive military campaign.(sorry i had to abbreviate your user name but it kept erasing it whenever i tried to save my story)
Jokun: Thank you, after watching the first episode this story began brewing in my head, i also hope you enjoy the plot:)
The Forrest is always so tranquil, so quiet and peaceful. As i walk down the dirt road through the woods i smile.
Maybe that's why i like going on these little trips, the forest is perfect for reading. The leaves moving in the soft wind and the sound of it running through the branches make a perfect song, i stop for a moment to listen before moving on. The weight of my satchel makes me smile, two new books in Italica for only 25 silver pieces.
The Book Merchant had wanted 45 silver pieces but i talked him down to 25 leaving my a bit left over for a fresh loaf of bread. At this though i reach into my bag and pull out the still steaming loaf, breaking off a chunk i take a bite sending waves of flavor through my mouth.
Nothing is as tasteful and filling as a fresh baked loaf of bread. Placing the rest in my bag i move on, i need to get to the next town by nightfall.
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The Highwaymen looked through the bushes across the road, his fellow bandits hiding in the brush across the road. One pointed down the dirt path and ducked back into his hiding spot as the sound of footstep was heard.
A young boy no older then 16 came walking, a bag at his side as he munched on something in his mouth. His hair was cut low and was the color of good farm soil and he wore a pair of copper colored wire frame specticals on his face. His clothing was made up of a white shirt with a brown hooded shawl hanging off his shoulders, the hood down. He also wore green fabric pants and brown well worn walking boots as well.
The bag was what caught the eye of the highwaymen, any number of goods could stored within it. He walked closer and closer and then, they pounced out setting their trap, the Highwaymen leaped in front of the young man, his short sword drawn high over his head as he landed.
The boy turned to run only to find two more bandits behind him, their own weapons pointed at him. he looked scared clutching his Satchel tightly against his chest as his eyes shot back and froth looking for some way out.
"Hand over the bag boy and you can go on your way" the Highway men ordered, his face covered in stubble and his voice gruff with age.
"I have nothing you want, just leave me be and let me on my way" he screamed back, his voice qivering as the man stepped towards him, his sword pointed at the youths chest.
"Hand it over boy" he repeated as the other two pointed their blades at his back, trapping hit in place. he closed his eyes as he heard a loud noise, a rumbling that was fast approaching.
"My god" the head Highwaymen cursed as the boy watched a...a horseless green cart covered from head to toe in green dyed armor stop fifty paces from them.
A section on the side, most likely a door of sorts flew of on a hinge and a warrior stepped out, a strange black long weapon at his side, covered in green clothing and a tan vest an open helmet on is head and large dark specticals on his face.
"It's a demon" one of the Bandits whispered in fear, the head highwaymen seemed less frighted.
"It's no demon, i have seen warriors like this before, like those who stand on Arnus Hill, they are not to be trifled with in force...but we out number this one, and he is on our terms" he said as on of the bandit place an arm around the boys chest and held his blade to his throat.
The warrior raised his weapon before placing it down and putting both hands in the air, fists balled.
"OK Then, you understand, walk slowly this was or the boy gets the blade right through him" he threatened as his fellow Bandit pressed his blade to the boys throat. The warrior nodded seeing this and began walking towards them.
"Hehe, not so tough without your magic are you warrior" he smirked laughing as he came face to face with a gaze of anger from his enemy.
In one swift motion the warrior dropped an item at his feet, looked away and covered his ears, the boy did the same as a blinding light cam over the three bandits and their ears rung like a church bell.
Looking up his eyes now fine the boy watched the warrior throw up his hand to reveal a small dagger up his sleave that he buried to the hilt into the Highwaymen's chest, with his other had he pulled a smaller hand held weapon in the shape of a Dowsing rod and the color of coal from his back and with a mighty roar and flash fired it into the second Bandit's head sending him tumbling to the dirt. The last turned and ran, dropping his sword and sprinting off into the woods in fear.
I gazed at the warrior again, now standing high he removed his helmet as i watched.
Ginger hair fell out before being placed back into a bun, the Warrior's eyes where deep green and i found myself looking upon a woman's face.
It was then i felt myself become light headed and noticed the large wound on my shoulder, a blade wound from one of the bandit's given to me during the brawl.
The Female Fighter seems shocked as her face lights up as i fall to the road and pass out...
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Holy Shit Farget, you stab the kid too"? Jonesy asked the Marine as she came back to the Humvee carrying the wounded young man. Her orders where to stay back well she handled what he had just watched.
"Can it ass breath, keys, get your ass up here" she shouted at the Corpsmen, his glasses flashing in the sunlight as he jumped out the back and ran over to the boy and looked over his wound.
'He'll be fine but he's going to need a few hours of rest" he said pouring some disinfectant on the large five inch gash before wrapping a small Tourniquet around it.
"So then..." Farget asked.
"We need to either take him back to base with us, or leave him here on the side of the road, not a good idea with one of those guys still out their and who knows how many more" He said pointing at the two bodies lying in the road.
"By the way, nice job" Jonesy added with a hoot.
"Alright" she said thinking it over "Stick him in the back and watch over him until we get back to base" she ordered as he placed the boy down softly across the back seat and she sat down in the front seat next to Jonesy who was Driving.
"Roll out" she yelled as the wheels kicked up soil and the armored car sped off in a hail of tire smoke.
Camp Puller 35 miles south-east from SDF Base on Arnus hill.
Waiting by the Perimeter gate Sergeant Richard Milles watched the second Humvee pull up, the gate slide open, worked by a guard in a tower and they pulled through.
He crossed his arms wanting a reason for part of his Patrol getting left behind.
He knocked on the window, a bit worried over why they had been late and was thrown back as someone threw the door open.
"Sergeant Milles"? Lance Corporal Farget yelled in suprise seeing her CO on the ground, helping him up she apologized quickly trying to dust off his uniform with little to show for it as it was still coated in dust after a she brushed it off.
"What happened, we lost radio contact with you and then we have no idea where you are"? he asked raising his arms for effect.
"We ran into some...Issues on the way back" she said looking away.
"Issues"? he questions as he watched Keys, their Navy Corpsmen climb out the back of the Humvee with a person clinging to his shoulder out cold.
"Who's that" Milles asked pointing at the kid as Keys passed by, stopping the Corpsmen in his tracks.
"We found him in the road being robbed, we couldn't just leave him so we got involved" the Red head explained as the Corpsmen moved on with the young man in tow.
After she told him the full details of their encounter Milles nodded. "So you helped someone who was in danger, that's our job as Marines, i'm glade you did what you thought was right, i'm glade no one was hurt and you handled it all well" he said patting her shoulder.
"Thank you sir" she replied with a Salute. He nodded and she walked away to check on the rest of the squad.
Milles let out a sigh, he was glade no on e was hurt but wondered what the base CO would think.
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My vision comes around and i find myself looking at a white nothingness, no other color but white.
Is this the afterlife? i feel so pleasant, as blissful as a flower is beautiful!
I hear a female voice speaking in a Foreign Tongue unknown to me, she sounds calm as she speaks the utter gibberish to me. I found myself lying on a bed with blue sheets and a strange hose rigged to my arm connected to a small bag held up by a stand.
I should say something, get up but i feel so great i can't. I should be wondering where i am but this feeling is overpowering.
So good...
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Keys was cleaning his gear on his bunk when he heard a fist wrapping on the door way to his and Jonesy's room. he looked up to see a fellow Corpsmen in medical garb standing in the doorway. Dressed only in uniform and cap he left for sickbay.
"your friend is awake" he said sending keys up and and towards the sickbay on base. He walked their calmly, thanking the doctor for telling him as he walked by.
He entered the building with it's stark white walls, meant to calm guessed's and found the young man sitting up, a nurse shining a light in his eyes as his head bobbed a bit to the side.
"We didn't want him to freak out when he came to so we tapped him with Morphine" the nurse said looking at Keys for a moment before going back to the young man.
Sitting down at the table next to his bed he picked up the satchel the boy had been carrying and found the word Lector on the side in charcoal.
"He's fine, he lost a bit of blood but he's healthy as a horse" the Nurse said standing up and leaving.
The boy looked at me and smiled, his head still bobbing as he did so before he put his head down and began to snore.
Keys smiled as he left. The kid had been through hell but he was sure to be suprised when he woke up, he hoped he wouldn't freak out.
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My head is clear once more as i awake from a deep slumber. I find myself in a strange ward, a red cross is panted next to the door and no seems to be around, i slowly step off the bed onto my uneasy feet and find my satchel lying on a chair.
Grabbing it, i head for the door and as i exit i'm blinded by a light like in the air, as if a star from the heavens has fallen to earth as a loud whining rips into my ears. All around i here pounding and i watch ahead as warriors liek the one from the road run by, them same weapons in their arms along with larger stubbier ones too.
I can see them clear as day in the light of the falling star as it fades out in the air.
"Perhaps know isn't the best time" i say out loud to myself sighing as is stepped back inside the building i had come from and sat down.
What strange place have i found myself in now?
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"All right, drills over, return to your posts" the loudspeaker ordered. Even with no contact so far in the three weeks Camp Puller had been Operational, they still needed to be ready anytime to repeal hostel forces in needed. Farget watched the last Illumination Flare go out as she shouldered her weapon and walked back to her bunking, given the need for speed in case of attack, personnel where permitted to keep their weapons within arms reach at all times on base, but only after a Psy Evaluation.
They had been in such a rush, Farget wore only a brown T-shirt and cargo pants under her vest along with her still untied boots on. Placing her weapon on safety, removing the mag and unchambering a round she placed it down on the wall across from her bed, she shared a living space with no one since she was the only women in the squad. Taking off her boots and vest she sat down on her bunk, placing her hands behind her head and looking at the ceiling, she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep...
Anyone who can tell me what the name is in English gets a cookie.
Hint, the name is currently written in Latin:)