The Renegade
Chapter III
"Sir, I have some bad news," the pilot said to Captain Riley from the Dropship.
Riley looked up from his clean, shiny rifle. "What is it?"
"It's Colonel Nence, he's just been found dead."
Riley stuck a cigarette into his mouth. "Well, isn't that just great? Another dead officer. General Duke won't be pleased."
They entered the atmosphere of Mar Sara. There was a snowy surface below. Riley lit the cigarette and started polishing the rifle again. He didn't want to think about he Colonel's unfortunate accident. A loud beeping sound alarmed the pilot in the cockpit.
"What is it?" Riley asked.
"It's a Wraith, sir. A Confederate Wraith," the pilot replied.
Riley sighed. "Why was there a warning?"
"Well, sir, there's not supposed to be any ships out here but us, and the Wraith has its weapons ready."
Riley looked up again, alarmed: "What?"
There was an explosion and the dropship shook. They had just been hit.
"Son of a bitch!" Riley shouted running to the cockpit, leaving his men to sit in the back. "Get that pilot on the screen!"
The pilot pushed several buttons and a masked face appeared on the communications video screen.
"Are you crazy!" Riley shouted at him.
The Wraith pilot made no reply.
"Shut down your weapons, that's an order," Riley said angrily.
"I have a better idea," the Wraith pilot replied. "How about I kill you instead?"
Riley's eyes widened. "What? Who are you?"
"I have just recently learned that you are after me. I am not pleased with this. You have been following me for quite sometime I see."
"Joseph Lance," Riley said quietly.
"Right you are, Captain. Now prepare to be eliminated, I have other matters I must attend to."
"You're crazy!" Riley shouted, but Lance's face disappeared before he could say it. John turned toward the pilot. "You better fly like you've never flown before. Open the side hatch."
"Sir?"
"Just do it!" Riley shouted.
Two more missiles flew at the ship, and the pilot was only able to dodge one of them. The ship shook some more. John Riley grabbed his rifle and inserted a different kind of shell into it. The side hatch opened, and wind flew into the ship. His men held onto whatever they could. Riley could see the Wraith nearby. It wasn't even moving. It was just sitting there and shooting at the dropship. John aimed his rifle, and pulled the trigger. A Lockdown shell flew toward the ship and slammed into it, shutting down all of its systems temporarily.
"Get us out of here!" Riley shouted at the pilot.
The pilot closed the hatch and flew back into space. Riley didn't want to leave Joseph Lance, but there wasn't a Confederate besides themselves nearby. They had no way to capture the ship. It was best to run and live another day.
***
Joseph sat in his darkened Wraith calmly. It had been an unexpected attack from the ship, and he had underestimated John Riley. He found this to be quite amusing. When the systems came back on he flew into space as well, but not after the Captain Riley. No, his next target was on Korhal. Joseph knew the Captain would be waiting for him. The Captain was smart, Joseph could give him that much credit.
***
Duke wanted to hit the young lieutenant when the boy gave him the unfortunate news. Colonel Nence was dead, and Riley had let the damned Ghost get away.
"Tell Riley that if any other Confederate officers end up dead, I will personally see to it that he is punished severely," he ordered Stevens.
Stevens nodded. "Yes, sir."
***
Sergeant Johnson grinned at the Captain. "The General's not getting any happier, I think you should turn tail and get the hell outta here."
Riley sighed, but made no reply.
"So where do you think Lance is heading?"
"There is only one place, Johnson," Riley replied. "Korhal."
***
That's the end of this chapter, I know it was short, but I plan on making the next one quite long. I hope you enjoyed this chapter though.
Chapter III
"Sir, I have some bad news," the pilot said to Captain Riley from the Dropship.
Riley looked up from his clean, shiny rifle. "What is it?"
"It's Colonel Nence, he's just been found dead."
Riley stuck a cigarette into his mouth. "Well, isn't that just great? Another dead officer. General Duke won't be pleased."
They entered the atmosphere of Mar Sara. There was a snowy surface below. Riley lit the cigarette and started polishing the rifle again. He didn't want to think about he Colonel's unfortunate accident. A loud beeping sound alarmed the pilot in the cockpit.
"What is it?" Riley asked.
"It's a Wraith, sir. A Confederate Wraith," the pilot replied.
Riley sighed. "Why was there a warning?"
"Well, sir, there's not supposed to be any ships out here but us, and the Wraith has its weapons ready."
Riley looked up again, alarmed: "What?"
There was an explosion and the dropship shook. They had just been hit.
"Son of a bitch!" Riley shouted running to the cockpit, leaving his men to sit in the back. "Get that pilot on the screen!"
The pilot pushed several buttons and a masked face appeared on the communications video screen.
"Are you crazy!" Riley shouted at him.
The Wraith pilot made no reply.
"Shut down your weapons, that's an order," Riley said angrily.
"I have a better idea," the Wraith pilot replied. "How about I kill you instead?"
Riley's eyes widened. "What? Who are you?"
"I have just recently learned that you are after me. I am not pleased with this. You have been following me for quite sometime I see."
"Joseph Lance," Riley said quietly.
"Right you are, Captain. Now prepare to be eliminated, I have other matters I must attend to."
"You're crazy!" Riley shouted, but Lance's face disappeared before he could say it. John turned toward the pilot. "You better fly like you've never flown before. Open the side hatch."
"Sir?"
"Just do it!" Riley shouted.
Two more missiles flew at the ship, and the pilot was only able to dodge one of them. The ship shook some more. John Riley grabbed his rifle and inserted a different kind of shell into it. The side hatch opened, and wind flew into the ship. His men held onto whatever they could. Riley could see the Wraith nearby. It wasn't even moving. It was just sitting there and shooting at the dropship. John aimed his rifle, and pulled the trigger. A Lockdown shell flew toward the ship and slammed into it, shutting down all of its systems temporarily.
"Get us out of here!" Riley shouted at the pilot.
The pilot closed the hatch and flew back into space. Riley didn't want to leave Joseph Lance, but there wasn't a Confederate besides themselves nearby. They had no way to capture the ship. It was best to run and live another day.
***
Joseph sat in his darkened Wraith calmly. It had been an unexpected attack from the ship, and he had underestimated John Riley. He found this to be quite amusing. When the systems came back on he flew into space as well, but not after the Captain Riley. No, his next target was on Korhal. Joseph knew the Captain would be waiting for him. The Captain was smart, Joseph could give him that much credit.
***
Duke wanted to hit the young lieutenant when the boy gave him the unfortunate news. Colonel Nence was dead, and Riley had let the damned Ghost get away.
"Tell Riley that if any other Confederate officers end up dead, I will personally see to it that he is punished severely," he ordered Stevens.
Stevens nodded. "Yes, sir."
***
Sergeant Johnson grinned at the Captain. "The General's not getting any happier, I think you should turn tail and get the hell outta here."
Riley sighed, but made no reply.
"So where do you think Lance is heading?"
"There is only one place, Johnson," Riley replied. "Korhal."
***
That's the end of this chapter, I know it was short, but I plan on making the next one quite long. I hope you enjoyed this chapter though.