JPOV
We were moving out from Bastogne to the forest of Foy before going back to England. We passed it in
our travels so we had orders to help secure there before heading home. The night was almost here so I
decided just to sit tight in my hole until we hooked up with Fox Company that held some of our new
replacements. I missed Alice every moment of my tiny existence. I still had her pink hair band with me
keeping it in an old ammo case that had the medical supplies. Since Doc Roe was gone I took over his
duty. All of us were trained basic medical treatment but apparently my skills were the most advanced.
My life had been turned around in only a second. Not only the time when the cathedral blew up but
when I volunteered to be in the airborne. Everyone around me seemed to be very careful at what they
said to me thinking they would hit a nerve. Of course I missed her and the wounds of my loss were still
raw that did not mean that I got extra treatment. While I was pondering the recent events of my useless
life Lt. Winters jumped in my hole. I knew out of everyone he was the most worried but it was only
natural for him. He has been with us since the drop into Normandy making a very odd connection of
understanding and brotherhood. Even when he kept rising in the ranks he still cared deeply for this
company and fully immersed himself in our problems.
"How yeah holding up Jasper?" he asked with a slight hint of fear in his voice. I could not show him my
depression so I forced out an acceptable response.
"Doing just fine, especially with the new news…" I trailed off running out of words to say to our beloved
leader.
"Good, good because even though we are going back to England the stop to Foy is very dangerous.
Rumor is that two companies have already been wiped out completely by German artillery there." He said seriously.
"Yeah but from what we have been through I doubt this obstacle will do much more damage" I said knowingly.
"Now that's the spirit I like…we will be moving out in about twenty minutes so pack up anything else you
got". With that he jumped out of my foxhole and sprinted back to his hole. I grabbed all my medical
supplies that I had laid out in my hole and decided to hang out with someone to pass the time.
Heffron my more closer buddy now and I sat in his hole playing cards. (He stole them while in Holland).
"Easy Company! Where moving out!" yelled an NCO. We grabbed what small things we had like helmets
and guns and went to the clearing. Once everyone was gathered we started off. We had to spread out
because if a .88 went off it would wipe out everyone and we had to have a good eye on our
environment. The trip would take two days on foot so we rested in a nearby town. It reminded me of
Bastogne and I internally shuttered. I think some of the men saw my immense amount of discomfort
and connected the dots of why I was acting this way. All I wanted to do was just get this over with as
soon as possible. We lodged in a hotel with half of its right side gone. We all packed into the rooms and
quickly fell asleep. I didn't though. I starred up at the ceiling from the floor where I was packed in on
both sides like a sardine. All my thoughts revolved around Alice, and I know that I loved her but I never
knew that I would be this depressed. I decided to go and take a walk to clear my mind with the more
preferable scent of gun powder.(Sad that he has been in combat so long that he has adjusted himself to the scent of it..which is horrible) I carefully stepped over the snoring bodies, some rolling around from
nightmares of war no doubt. The cool breeze soothed me after being cramped in such a small place. I
decided to do a loop around and then head back in. As I passed a dark alley two almost shinning under
the moon women appeared. There beauty was amazing and their skin was almost all the way white. I
thought I must be dreaming because surely there are no women besides Alice that would look as pretty
as that.
"Hello" one said seductively. The other one just watched me her eyes turning pitch black. Before I knew
it the girl who hadn't said anything dropped into a crouch. The other girl hissed at her but it was too
late. The girl literally pounced on top of me. I must be dreaming because no way in this real world would
this happen. She bit down hard on my neck and I felt a searing pain go through me. I tried to reach for
my gun but I was paralyzed by the pain. She kept sucking blood from my neck until I heard the other girl
screech and pull her off of me. The last thing I remember was the shock of being bitten and how much
pain I was feeling as I laid on the dirt alley- alone on the frontline.
He hit the ground, the sound was "Splat," his blood went spurting high,His comrades then were heard to say: "A helluva way to die!"He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore,And he ain't gonna jump no more.Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die,Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die,Gory, gory, what a helluva way to die,He ain't gonna jump no more!~Blood on the RisersA origanal paratrooper song.Wow that is a really depressing song. I will but the link up for it on my profile. You are lucky i did not putup the rest of the lyrics...so anyways the next chapter will be in Alice's POV. I am trying my best with updatesso you will get the next chapter some time this week. Poor Jasper-dying alone, if you remember that in oneof his flashbacks in the early chapters it talked about his greatest fear-dying alone.=(