Disclaimer: ok here is chapter 3 of the story…well I have run out of things to write…so….how's the weather? Havin a good day? Ok im leaving…BYE! O ya I forgot (drum role please) I OWN NOTHING! Just like I will in my adult life! Ok on to the story…unless you left…ok NOW im done, BYE!

Alegria's POV

I sat by the window in the helicopter as we flew over the giant trees of the Vietnam rainforest.

"Hey" said a man sitting next to me.

I turned over to look at him; he had black hair and brown eyes. I nodded towards him and looked back out the window, hoping he would get the message I didn't want to talk.

He didn't.

"Im Jason, who are you?"

I took a deep breath, oh god I wish Emily was here, I thought to myself. "Alegria" I said, still not looking at him.

"Y'know, your pretty hot" I straitened my posture, but remained silent.

"Wanna hook up? A buddy of mines got a pretty big tent at the army site in nam'…"

he started to say.

I felt his arm snake around my waist. In a swift movement I had my elbow flying towards his jaw where it hit on impact, sending his head jerkin side ways.

By this point people were startin to stare. I from the corner of my eye I saw him put his hand on his jaw and moved it side to side.

"I'll be willin to forgive you for that little slip up for a kiss sweetie." He growled as he grabbed my chin and whipped my face towards him.

Before he could react I elbowed him in the chest, knocking the air out of him, while he was gasping I kneed him in the groin and grounded in agony, and finally I punched him in the face. He fell to the ground completely dazed and half conscious. He glared at me. He spit out some blood and wiped his mouth.

"You'll regret that bitch…" he growled as he got up.

I thought he was going to try to get back at me but he just left limping and muttering angrily.

Hudson stood beside me chuckling "I see you've already met Jason O'Neil, arrested 3 times for rape."

I looked at him "What the fuck is he doing in the fuckin Army?" I asked.

Hudson smirked. "He's trying to straiten out, an' stay out of prison,"

I sighed and sat back down. "When do we land?" I asked.

"Now." He responded, "get your stuff and get off the plane, it will not hesitate to fly off with you still on"

I grabbed my stuff and walked off the helicopter. I looked taking in my new surroundings, it almost seemed like millions of stars where occupying the sky. Body bags laid by the medical tent, some occupied, some not.

"Privet King, meet your new captin' Sergeant Frank Woods."

I looked up to the man in the dim fire lit light. He was pretty tall, probably around 6 ft and pretty buff. He had had short unkempt brown hair that just fell over I rolled up red bandana over his forehead. He had a bit of a goatee about the same color as his hair. His eyes seemed dark and angry.

He had tattoos on both of his arms. One army related and one in Latin.

"Sergeant Woods, this is your new team mate, Private Alegria King."

Woods and I just stared at each other. Somthin' about this guy really pissed me off, and I could tell he didn't like me and I really couldn't care less.

Finally he spoke "Put your stuff on your bunk and report back here in 5 minutes." he said and he walked away towards some men.

Hudson started off towards some tents. "Follow me." He said with out lookin' back.

I followed with out a word. After a couple of minutes of walkin he stopped at a tent.

"In there" he said and walked away.

I sighed and walked in. There was a young black guy and a white guy sittin on some chairs. They both looked up from the map they were lookin at. The black guy spoke first

"You the new guy?" he asked.

"Ya" I answered.

They both stood up. They black guy stretched out his hand

"Bowman." He stated.

"Alegria" I said back I shook his hand and then pulled away.

"That's Mason" he said gesturing with his head.

"Hey Alegria." He greeted

"What's up Mason?" I greeted back.

"Your bunks over there." Bowman said pointing to a bunk on the left side of the wall.

I put my stuff down of the bunk.

"Lets head out, Woods gets pissed when he hasta' wait." said Mason.

Bowman smirked and half laughed, "Aint that the truth"

I followed them out the door. We walked past the tents. I stayed quite while Mason and Bowman chatted with each other. We finally made it to where Woods was.

"Bout fuckin' time." He said. "Any way, here's the plan, were gonna patrol the border lines of camp till 0100. See any Charlies, kill em', no noise, knife only."

He said to us. I could only assume that 'Charlies' was the name for the nam's around here.

"Alright let's move out, Bowman take Mason and cover the south edge perimeter. Stay sharp until the reinforcements come to relieve you" They both nodded and slunk into the pitch black night of the forest.

Woods turned to me "Stay out of my way and don't get killed." He said to me and headed off to into the night.

I followed him silently. We walked for a good 10 minutes until we reached a small creak. Even though I couldn't see woods I knew he was there.

"I'm headin' up stream ill be right, don't draw attention to your self. If you can do that right" he turned and walked away into the woods.

"Fuckin Basterd" I whispered to myself.

Suddenly I was grabbed and whipped around 'oh my god, did Woods hear me?' I thought. Two hands gripped my arms at a bruising force. Who ever it was wasn't letting go anytime soon.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" I hissed and looked up. 'Oh shit' I though

It was Jason.

"I told you, you would regret what you did" he said.

His movements were wobbly and sloppy, and his breath was drenched in the scent of alcohol.

"Let me the fuck go Jason. Your drunk and not thinking' right." I warned.

He smirked "Oh im thinking juuuust fine," he said "in fact iv been thinking about what im about to do all day long."

He said I watched as he pulled out a knife. I stared at it in shock 'what the hell am I gonna do! 'SCREAM LIKE HELL' I commanded myself.

I opened my mouth to scream for help when Jason threw his hand over my mouth.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He growled.

I bit down hard on his finger and blood flooded my mouth.

"BITCH!" He screamed in pain. I stomped on his foot with all my might and he let me go.

I turned to run when he grabbed me from behind

"GET THE FUCK BACK HERE!" he screamed.

Before I could attempt to scream again he stabbed me roughly with the knife. Tears poured from my eyes as I choked on a sob. He raised the knife one last time to stab again.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" some one yelled and Jason was pushed away from her.

"BOWMAN CHECK ON ALEGRIA!" I heard someone yell.

Bowman loomed over me and then Mason joined him.

"Bowman keep pressure on that wound."

I really have no idea what's going on and this is probably the loss of blood talking but did they seem kinda…worried? I bit back the tears as the pain slowly increased.

"Bowman, go get some FUCKIN help!" Bowman got up and ran away from my dying body.

"Alegria hold on" Mason said and he pressed his hands on my stab wound.

"I-Im G-gonna die" I hoarsely whispered out.

"No you're fuckin not! So stop it!" Mason told me.

I was getting so tired so fast I would be gone in a matter of seconds. I felt my eyes starting to close.

"Alegria?" I heard Mason call my name "ALEGRIA!" He yelled as I fell to the darkness.