No sooner had Eric risen from the table from his meal than an explosion
rocked the area. The brotherhood was at it again; just a damn mock fight;
the brotherhood had receded soon enough.
The day passed with out much doing to it, soldiers took the day off, short 'n sweet. Improves morale, I guess. Well anyways…
Eric was lying on the couch that night, teaching Laura the art of D&D, a game from the 70's, still popular 60 years later. The Black Bloodbath was ready to assist the bohemian avenger in bringing down the dragon of might, when the brotherhood launched a rocket at a roadblock, Eric grabbed his M4 carbine and his desert eagle, and sprang out the door, Laura wisely stayed down.
The shuttle moved slowly into port #9 of the Philadelphia, a technician shouted "Morann, go inform General Solomon that the 1st commander has arrived" he quickly glanced the lone-star logo on the shuttle and was off
"General Solomon, Sir," he shouted, "The 1st commander has arrived"
A weathered old man, a portly Negro with 2-tone hair and unfathomable decorations on the breast of his navy blue jacket, since it's founding, 35 years ago, General Solomon has been the man in charge.
"Who is it, man?" he asked
"Colonel Gene Wesly, of Texas" he responded
"Oh, See him in, man" said Solomon sternly
"Yes sir"
Colonel Wesly walked in the door
"General Solomon, sir"
"Gene; how goes it, man?" he asked, in his deep, oily voice
"Quite well sir," rejoined Colonel Wesly "How are things in space"
"Things are well on the 'final frontier'" he interjected
"The final frontier" laughed Colonel Wesly "So, so true"
"It's good to see you again Gene" said Solomon
"As you," replied Wesly "What kind of breakthrough are we looking at here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, that is to say," said Wesly "Do we have operational satellites, good look at the layout, or figured out a good sized research block"
"Oh," said Solomon "We've got 3 satellites"
"I'd like to get to my quarters," said Wesly, after a long, awkward silence
"Sergeant Morann" summoned Solomon "See this man to his room"
"Yes sir"
When Colonel Wesly arrived in his room he went immediately to the communicator, it was next to the bathroom door, across from the bed, and adjacent to a shatterproof, double seal window with a view of space. He dialed up a frequency.
A woman with strawberry-banana hair in her mid-late 30's appeared on the screen, she pulled on her coat, and turned
"Oh, hello Gene" she said smiling, "We were just leaving"
"Hey, Jenna," said Wesly, leaning back in his chair "Figure out the respective food containers?"
"Uhh," she started "About that, we decided to eat out tonight"
"Is that so?" laughed Wesly "Well, then, I guess…"
But there was an interruption:
"This is an all points bulletin;" came a voice "The city of Waco is being attacked, requesting backup at Pullman High, West side residential, and office block 3"
Captain Masterson sat at a table in a fine French restaurant, most of the food on the plates of himself and a young woman sitting opposite him gone.
"Sucked," he said "They asked me questions like small children; so I treated them like small children… and sent them to their rooms!!"
They both burst into hysterics, when they calmed down, Masterson reached across the table and gently clutched her hands
"I know we haven't known each other all that long, but these last 10 months have been the happiest of my life," Masterson said softly "And I want you to know that I love you with all my heart…"
There was a pause
"Mary?" he said, one hand heading back to his coat pocket
"Yes, Roy?" she responded, affectionately
"Will y…" but he was cut off by gunfire.
Masterson stood up, looked out the window, and saw troops rush up the hill; a couple smashed the giant front window, and rushed in to garrison.
"Fu… th… gaa… DAMNIT!" shouted Masterson in genuine frustration
He rolled proficiently over to the entrance, where they had appropriated his chain gun. He grabbed it, manually rolled the chain, walked over, he saw the soldiers kneeling behind an overturned table, shooting at Masterson's troops. Without much more to it, he sprayed the side with 7.67mm's, killing the 2 soldiers, and at least 4 more grunts and an officer in the streets.
Eric Fired a stream of shots, gunning down 2 soldiers in front of him, he saw another man thrown down by a speeding buggy, his head. Chunky Kibbles. A couple of chem. Warriors sprayed down a mass of GDI troops in front of Eric; he ran for the edge.
There he saw a dead man hanging out of the air; he expertly climbed up the man; he was walking on air, until he fell; when he did; he saw the interior of a stealth tank; he decided to bomb it instead of commandeering it; he planted 2 explosive charges, and climbed out, there was an explosion, the flames torching several GDI soldiers.
Masterson was gunning down many a soldier in the streets, which were now paved with blood, but it looked as though they were doomed. Masterson walked over to a radio and bent down to make a transmission.
1 "Win any way you can… Nice Guys Finish Last"
2 -Leo Draucher
The day passed with out much doing to it, soldiers took the day off, short 'n sweet. Improves morale, I guess. Well anyways…
Eric was lying on the couch that night, teaching Laura the art of D&D, a game from the 70's, still popular 60 years later. The Black Bloodbath was ready to assist the bohemian avenger in bringing down the dragon of might, when the brotherhood launched a rocket at a roadblock, Eric grabbed his M4 carbine and his desert eagle, and sprang out the door, Laura wisely stayed down.
The shuttle moved slowly into port #9 of the Philadelphia, a technician shouted "Morann, go inform General Solomon that the 1st commander has arrived" he quickly glanced the lone-star logo on the shuttle and was off
"General Solomon, Sir," he shouted, "The 1st commander has arrived"
A weathered old man, a portly Negro with 2-tone hair and unfathomable decorations on the breast of his navy blue jacket, since it's founding, 35 years ago, General Solomon has been the man in charge.
"Who is it, man?" he asked
"Colonel Gene Wesly, of Texas" he responded
"Oh, See him in, man" said Solomon sternly
"Yes sir"
Colonel Wesly walked in the door
"General Solomon, sir"
"Gene; how goes it, man?" he asked, in his deep, oily voice
"Quite well sir," rejoined Colonel Wesly "How are things in space"
"Things are well on the 'final frontier'" he interjected
"The final frontier" laughed Colonel Wesly "So, so true"
"It's good to see you again Gene" said Solomon
"As you," replied Wesly "What kind of breakthrough are we looking at here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, that is to say," said Wesly "Do we have operational satellites, good look at the layout, or figured out a good sized research block"
"Oh," said Solomon "We've got 3 satellites"
"I'd like to get to my quarters," said Wesly, after a long, awkward silence
"Sergeant Morann" summoned Solomon "See this man to his room"
"Yes sir"
When Colonel Wesly arrived in his room he went immediately to the communicator, it was next to the bathroom door, across from the bed, and adjacent to a shatterproof, double seal window with a view of space. He dialed up a frequency.
A woman with strawberry-banana hair in her mid-late 30's appeared on the screen, she pulled on her coat, and turned
"Oh, hello Gene" she said smiling, "We were just leaving"
"Hey, Jenna," said Wesly, leaning back in his chair "Figure out the respective food containers?"
"Uhh," she started "About that, we decided to eat out tonight"
"Is that so?" laughed Wesly "Well, then, I guess…"
But there was an interruption:
"This is an all points bulletin;" came a voice "The city of Waco is being attacked, requesting backup at Pullman High, West side residential, and office block 3"
Captain Masterson sat at a table in a fine French restaurant, most of the food on the plates of himself and a young woman sitting opposite him gone.
"Sucked," he said "They asked me questions like small children; so I treated them like small children… and sent them to their rooms!!"
They both burst into hysterics, when they calmed down, Masterson reached across the table and gently clutched her hands
"I know we haven't known each other all that long, but these last 10 months have been the happiest of my life," Masterson said softly "And I want you to know that I love you with all my heart…"
There was a pause
"Mary?" he said, one hand heading back to his coat pocket
"Yes, Roy?" she responded, affectionately
"Will y…" but he was cut off by gunfire.
Masterson stood up, looked out the window, and saw troops rush up the hill; a couple smashed the giant front window, and rushed in to garrison.
"Fu… th… gaa… DAMNIT!" shouted Masterson in genuine frustration
He rolled proficiently over to the entrance, where they had appropriated his chain gun. He grabbed it, manually rolled the chain, walked over, he saw the soldiers kneeling behind an overturned table, shooting at Masterson's troops. Without much more to it, he sprayed the side with 7.67mm's, killing the 2 soldiers, and at least 4 more grunts and an officer in the streets.
Eric Fired a stream of shots, gunning down 2 soldiers in front of him, he saw another man thrown down by a speeding buggy, his head. Chunky Kibbles. A couple of chem. Warriors sprayed down a mass of GDI troops in front of Eric; he ran for the edge.
There he saw a dead man hanging out of the air; he expertly climbed up the man; he was walking on air, until he fell; when he did; he saw the interior of a stealth tank; he decided to bomb it instead of commandeering it; he planted 2 explosive charges, and climbed out, there was an explosion, the flames torching several GDI soldiers.
Masterson was gunning down many a soldier in the streets, which were now paved with blood, but it looked as though they were doomed. Masterson walked over to a radio and bent down to make a transmission.
1 "Win any way you can… Nice Guys Finish Last"
2 -Leo Draucher